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Chapter 618 Holy Light
"Your talent is to transform everything in the world into the purest data. So, I will teach you a power to turn will into reality."

Zhang Qi's voice was calm and even, yet it seemed to contain some profound truth.

"This force is called 'magnetic field rotation.' It has absolute dominance in the material realm."

Magnetic field rotation?

Ye looked at Zhang Qi with some confusion.

Zhang Qi didn't explain much, but simply raised his hand and made a grasping motion towards a jagged boulder not far away.

The stubborn rock, weighing at least a thousand pounds, silently floated up, as if being lifted by an invisible hand.

In Jehovah’s view, the whole world has changed.

It was no longer a stone, but a massive collection of data consisting of mass, density, and gravitational acceleration. And between Zhang Qi and the stone, golden lines made of pure force appeared out of thin air, precisely entwining, canceling out, and controlling every variable.

Ye closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no emotion in the depths of his pupils, only an endless stream of data flashing rapidly.

He mimicked Zhang Qi, extending his trembling hand.

A faint but real power surged from his body.

The boulder only wobbled slightly before becoming still.

"interesting……"

Zhang Qi's voice carried a hint of approval. He had only read it once before using his power; this talent was truly unbelievable.

Just as he thought, Ye's talent was indeed quite suitable for the rotation of magnetic fields on the material side.

Because Ye's talent is to understand and translate it into numbers, but he lacks the power to interfere with the material world.

And when it comes to this, the rotation of a magnetic field is undoubtedly quite suitable...

We walked like that for a while...

When a colossal city with a menacing silhouette appeared on the horizon, Ye had already mastered the power of magnetic field rotation.

Unlike the chaos and disorder elsewhere in the Battlegrounds, this fortified city built by the Angels exudes a cold and absolute order.

On the towering white city wall, every brick and stone seems to have been calculated with the utmost precision, with not a single gap in sight.

On the city wall, angelic guards clad in silver armor stood like sculptures, radiating a holy light that purified the surrounding polluted air.

However, at the very core of this sanctity lies a chilling cruelty.

In the very center of the city square, a huge and blazing sacred flame burned brightly, its warm light dispelling the gloom of this desolate place.

That is the power called Holy Light...

Team after team of humans, escorted by angel soldiers, headed toward the sacred flame.

They were ragged and their expressions were blank, but when they approached the sacred flame, their faces lit up with heartfelt, devout, and happy smiles.

They did not struggle, did not shout, and did not even show the slightest fear.

They voluntarily opened their arms to meet the destructive flames, as if they were not heading towards death, but rather towards heaven.

As each person disappears into the flames, the sacred fire rises an inch higher, burns even more fiercely, and shines even more holyly.

Ye's body trembled uncontrollably, and his stomach churned violently.

That warm light, at this moment, was more terrifying to him than the deepest darkness in the world.

"The power of faith..." Zhang
Qi frowned slightly as he analyzed the essence of the flame.
"Using the light of the souls of living beings as fuel, we distort their perceptions, allowing them to experience supreme joy in giving, thereby extracting the purest spiritual power."

That's...a truly vicious method.

But Jesus was no longer listening to anything.

His gaze swept frantically through the crowd, scanning the desperate faces of those heading towards the flames and the figures imprisoned in wooden cages at the edge of the square.

Finally, on the other side of the square, in a prison forged from black iron, he saw the thin figure huddled in a corner. It was Hua!

She's alive! Although she looks weak and filthy, she's alive!

"She's alive!"

Ye's voice was hoarse with excitement, and he suddenly turned to Zhang Qi.

"Is it her? What do you plan to do?"

Zhang Qi asked, because of the snake, it was not convenient for him to display his power in front of all races.

He also wanted to see just how far this young man could go...

He's testing himself.

Ye understood instantly. He took a deep breath and forced his heart, which was pounding violently with ecstasy and anger, to calm down.

The data stream in his eyes began to run wildly again, incorporating the entire structure, defense layout, energy flow, and everything else of the Abyssal Demon City into his calculation model.

"I will create chaos."

Ye's voice regained its absolute calm.

"Liberate all human slaves and take her away in the chaos."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, palm up.

The ground beneath his feet was being pulled, stripped, and gathered by an invisible force, rapidly reconstructed in his palm.

In just a few seconds, a precisely structured metal sphere was formed.

"Molecular recombination..."

Zhang Qi exclaimed in admiration, noting that in the Sea Tiger world, it would take at least 750,000 horses to accomplish this.

And Ye used the power of ten thousand horses to reconstruct matter...

"Do not……"

"I don't have recombinant molecules, that would be too costly."

I simply analyzed the weakest structural connections of these substances, then applied a precise resonant frequency to induce them to disintegrate and recombine into the form I desired…

Ye shook his head and explained.

He said no more, and with a flick of his body, he disappeared into the surrounding shadows.

At the same time, it distorted the light around it with the force of the rotating magnetic field, like a ghost, silently sneaking into this strictly ordered city.

He didn't touch the holy light barrier at the city gate, but instead calculated the gap of one ten-thousandth of a second in its energy flow and stepped across it.

The patrol angel squad's meticulous route was, in his eyes, a net made of lines and points in time, and he could always find that one and only blind spot that he could pass through without the slightest error.

Those hidden magical traps, whose energy reactions were like torches in the night, were easily bypassed by him.

Entering this city alone is not difficult; the difficult part is leaving it with Hua afterwards.

The only way...

Ye stopped and hid in the shadow of a statue, his gaze fixed on a patrol of angels about to change shifts in the distance.

After confirming that the other party had left, he threw the last metal ball into the shadows in the corner.

This city is perfect because angels are holy light, beings of order.

But in his view, the more complex the system, the more likely it is to collapse; all it takes is a small disturbance...

(End of this chapter)