I'm a magnetic field madman

In Weber's eyes, the clock tower was the most magnificent behemoth in the world...

A more orthodox and recognized gathering place for magicians than the Wandering Sea and the Atlas Academy—it was destroyed in the blink of an eye by the people in front of me.

Right now, magicians from all over London, and even the entire Western European magic scene, are probably heading this way, and once they catch those who dare to offend the magicians' community...

Although he had never witnessed it firsthand, Webber had heard countless stories of the fates of magicians who lost in battles—

Death is a complete luxury. Magicians, who are even more shameless than the most shameless ordinary people, have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves when it comes to torturing people.

If I were to reveal my secret now, wouldn't I become a traitor to the magicians' community?

Weber took a deep breath, straightened up, and, under the watchful eye of the gale, recounted everything he knew in detail.

Yes, compared to the bleak future of possibly being captured by other magicians...

Webber was even more terrified of being turned into a beef milkshake by this terrifying star right now!

Weber didn't say much, after all, he was just a third-rate magician who couldn't even be called a third-generation magician. Of course, he had a wide range of knowledge and was enough to answer all the questions that Gale asked.

He doesn't need to speak; as soon as Kuangfeng raises a question, an idea will come to him, and Kuangfeng only needs to quickly read his thoughts.

"I see... So what kind of abilities do the strongest magicians among you possess?" Kuangfeng frowned.

“The strongest…” Weber seemed a little breathless. After all, in his eyes, magicians were never berserkers who swung their staffs to hit people. They were researchers! The purpose was to pursue and explore the root of things. Fighting was the specialty of a rudimentary magician.

However, to be honest, it's impossible for a great magician to be without some skills... After all, if you don't have some ability, no one will pity you if someone takes over your achievements. When magicians get into a fight, they really have to resort to knives.

"The strongest magician I know... should be the wielder of the Second Magic, the Sorcerer Marshal, the Jewel Ongishia Zelrich Schbein'ogu."

Weber pondered for a moment, then uttered this "story" that most magicians knew...

"In the year 300 AD, he forcibly united all the lone magicians of the time, thus earning the fear of being known as the Archmage. Then, in the City of a Thousand Years, he defeated the Moon Agent, Zhu Yue, and finally founded the Mineral Science Department..."

"What is a Lunar Proxy?" Upon hearing the word "moon," the wind, its mind stirred, immediately interrupted Webber, asking seriously...

"Could it be a powerful being from the moon?"

Although he already knew his real name and birthplace, Gale was more convinced of his identity as a lunar person than of the Blue Country.

As the strongest martial god of the Silver Moon Sect, how could he not pay attention to the name of the moon?

Even if this is some strange world of unknown origin, the moon... is an incredibly important place in Kuangfeng's heart!

Webber's expression faltered slightly; he really didn't know how to explain to Gale what a Planetary Agent was.

Honestly, only a magician like him, who's interested in researching such obscure knowledge, would bother to look into it out of boredom...

After all, while the information about the Planetary Agents is impressive, it's basically useless to magicians.

After all, their magic is based on things that would become obsolete if they were separated from Earth or even the fundamental magic system of Western Europe, let alone researching it on other planets...

"You can understand it that way," Weber explained reluctantly after struggling for a while.

"They are the strongest life forms from the moon."

"How strong?" Gale interrupted Webber once again, asking with considerable curiosity...

"If you don't understand the power of magnetic fields, then you just need to tell me how many moves it would take her to destroy the ground beneath her feet."

"She shouldn't be able to destroy it, right?" Weber said uncertainly, with an expression that suggested he was trying to suppress his inner pain.

"The book I read said that the Gemstone Elder challenged the Crimson Moon because it wanted to corrupt Earth's rules with the Moon's rules, but the destructive power... I really don't know!"

"Alright, Brother Feng, don't make things difficult for this little boy," Tianzun said with a charming smile, stroking Kuangfeng's chest as her face flushed...

"Compared to that, Brother Feng, what I want most right now is to spend this night with you..."

"Let's get down to business!" Kuangfeng turned his head away and solemnly refused the Celestial Venerable's invitation!

Although it suited his taste perfectly, and although his manhood was already erect, Kuangfeng could still recall the original appearance of the Celestial Venerable whenever he looked at him.

To be honest, sometimes even Kuangfeng wonders if he's overreacting.

After all, he wasn't just a real man; in a sense, he also had a strong aversion to abnormal sexual orientations!

Just as the Celestial Venerable's expression showed some disappointment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. Waver raised his head somewhat fearfully and whispered...

"It seems to be a spell to drive away idlers; other magicians from the Clock Tower must have arrived..."

"These nonsensical things... it seems they won't quiet down until the rest of the city is completely demolished!"

Kuangfeng clenched his fist and shattered the spell with a single punch, then soared into the sky. Amidst the astonished gazes of the arriving magicians, he seemed to have chosen to throw a punch as if trying to escape something...

"Tenfold Heavenly Power - Big Dipper Fist!!"

"You clowns, just die!!"

The surging, terrifying force of the punches was like a real falling star, turning these clueless magicians into beef milkshakes...

Beneath the red soup scattered everywhere lay several city blocks instantly destroyed by the fists of the raging wind!

And to cause such destruction in the capital of a great power, and to act so recklessly, how could he not be retaliated against?

Almost simultaneously, fighter jets, having received the information and arriving at full speed, launched missiles at the Gale...

They had absolutely no idea what was happening in front of them—

This does not prevent governments, guided by Cold War mentality, from responding to situations with the utmost sensitivity.

However, those supersonic missiles were blown apart in mid-air by an invisible force!

"Calling command center, strike operation failed, target disappeared! Target gone..."

As the pilot of the fighter jet that fired the Hellfire missile reported to his superiors that he had lost radar access, a tremor suddenly occurred above his head.

The pilot looked up and saw a scene that challenged his sanity. A burly man with a dark face and a silver crescent mark on his forehead, wearing a black trench coat, was staring at him with clenched fists.

The pilot was instantly gripped by fear and screamed...

"Quack!! It's Superman, it's Superman!!"

"One Tower London, repeat that. What happened?!"

The controller's voice was stern, as if he felt he was being mocked and toyed with... but there was no way he could give a reply from the other end of the communication.

He shot down the fighter jet, crashed heavily into the Enfield district of London in the fierce wind, looked at the panicked crowd in front of him, and at the many more people approaching from afar, and remained motionless with an expressionless face.

It looks like London is going to have a pretty heavy rain today.

Rain mixed with blood and gunpowder smoke.

"A third of London has been destroyed, with the area from Enfield to Richmond razed to the ground. Eleven boroughs outside London have been destroyed, and the total number of dead and injured is incalculable... The Queen has taken the royal family from Buckingham Palace and the Prime Minister to the HMS Queen Elizabeth for refuge."

At Einzbern Castle, Kiritsugu Emiya, who had rushed over with some truly explosive information, confronted Bai Jingtian...

Meanwhile, outside of his cultivation, the Heavenly Prince was playing with some children's toys with Ilya.

Looking at Bai Jingtian's doting smile, one could tell that he truly cared for Ilya.

"I see... So we can be sure it was done by someone with a strong magnetic field?"

Bai Jingtian put down the toy and looked at Emiya Kiritsugu, whose expression was serious and even angry, and said softly...

"Perhaps. Someone witnessed two flying 'supermen' confronting the Law and Politics Department and those Clock Tower counterattack forces' mages," Kiritsugu Emiya said in a muffled voice.

"So that means I'm very likely to face two powerful opponents working together?" Bai Jingtian frowned slightly, his sky-blue pupils reflecting his thoughts and ideas...

"Don't you think those two went a bit too far?" Kiritsugu Emiya couldn't help but ask.

"I know those magicians were asking for it, but to wipe out millions of lives just to eliminate them... is this how you powerful magnetic field users are?"

Bai Jingtian didn't speak; he simply looked at Emiya Kiritsugu and slowly nodded.

Did he not know the bloody truth behind those simple words? No, of course he did.

Although before he was born, the nations of the earth had already been divided into Blue Dream, Heaven, and the Lion Society...

By the time he was old enough to understand, the world had become divided into a totalitarian system, with the Kingdom of Heaven occupying most of the world and Blue Dream only possessing the North American region... But the prince of the Kingdom of Heaven always got full marks in history class.

He knew London, and he knew about many governments in the Old World...

He could even recount how the last British monarch was mercilessly killed by the killer whale Oga.

Emiya Kiritsugu, of course, understood the implications of what he had reported.

—At least one million people died tragically, and countless economic losses were incurred…

And the possibility of an attack that could trigger a world war during this turbulent period when the Cold War has reached its climax.

But so what?

The cruel and realistic truth is that in the battles between those with strong magnetic fields, the lives of ordinary people are not only worthless, but also as insignificant as a feather.

Even the strongest individuals who care about the lives of ordinary people will inevitably overlook these ordinary people when fighting against other strong individuals of similar strength.

Even if both sides are concerned about human life, in order to fight each other with all their might, they will still crush those innocent people as if they were ants.

Just like Bai Jingtian's grandfather Haihu and his uncle Oga, they weren't exactly saints among those with strong magnetic fields...

But they are definitely people who care about the lives of ordinary people and are unwilling to deliberately harm them.

These two individuals, in order to prevent the destructive aftereffects of their battle from destroying the entire Earth, chose to go to the moon for a final battle.

Even so, the result still indirectly led to the tragic deaths of hundreds of millions of people and the unbearable suffering of the remaining people!

The reason? There is no reason. Perhaps it's because they are both powerful beings who have comprehended the ultimate power... Perhaps it's because they are enemies, or perhaps it's because they have no choice but to fight.

Their power was so great that their perfect realm ensured that almost all of their power was perfectly contained within each other.

Even so, that tiny leak not only eroded the moon beneath our feet, but also caused the Earth, thousands of miles away, to be continuously ravaged by the aftershocks.

If even the Sea Tiger and Oga, who value their lives, act this way, what about those truly born in an era of the strong who have no empathy for the weak?

Although Jingtian didn't want to cite such examples, the result of a battle between powerful individuals like his father Bai Cinan and his uncle Lan Meng, who didn't care about the lives of ordinary people, would probably be the "extinction" of more than 90% of humanity.

This was the case when Lanmeng attacked Heaven. His father, Bai Cinan, fought with his biological father, Bai Shounan, while the remaining members of Lanmeng went to attack Heaven...

This will lead to the further slaughter and extermination of a population that has already been severely damaged by the disaster.

This is the consequence of ordinary people living next to those with strong magnetic fields... Even if you have done nothing wrong, even if you are filled with awe for your ruler, the fate of death is not something you can control.

Bai Jingtian listed so many examples not to suggest that every person with a strong magnetic field is a madman.

He was simply stating a fact: to the strong, ordinary people are truly insignificant and not even worthy of being mentioned...

"That's why I said our wars are like this: even if feelings of pity restrain us and we choose deserted battlefields, the probability of ordinary people being affected is still extremely high," Bai Jingtian said calmly.

Kiritsugu Emiya fell silent. He had probably never seen such a self-righteous and complacent "tyrant" in his entire life.

No, they shouldn't be called tyrants. These beings probably consider themselves true gods!

What's even more terrifying is that they don't just consider themselves gods... they truly possess godlike power to wreak havoc at will without being punished...

"Don't dwell on these things. Their lives and deaths have nothing to do with you," Bai Jingtian said sternly, looking at the silent Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Stop talking nonsense about carrying all the responsibility on your shoulders! Perhaps in your eyes we magnetic field experts are like gods... but there are things we can't do, and we don't need to bear so much responsibility!"

"To wantonly take someone's life, shouldn't one bear any responsibility?"

"No need," Bai Jingtian sighed softly...

"Perhaps this is a cruel way of putting it, but it is the truth. Unless a force comes along to restrain and punish us, when we, being extremely powerful, kill and harm those around us for our own purposes and desires, we almost never want to take responsibility."

"Because responsibility can disrupt our thoughts, oppress our emotions, and bring the possibility of failure in the struggle between the strong."

Regardless of the sacrifices made by ordinary people, as long as we achieve victory, we can bring the order and outcomes we desire to the world.

His words were incredibly cruel, but the simple truth Bai Jingtian spoke of was the ultimate principle of the world, or rather, the jungle.

Kiritsugu Emiya silently lit a cigarette. From this perspective alone, he, the former "Libra," was no different from these lunatics, and perhaps even worse.

He simply lacked the power to do what they did, or rather, if he had successfully seized the Holy Grail, the resulting catastrophe would likely have been no less devastating than that of these madmen.

"So what are you planning to do?"

"Focus on your cultivation; that's what we should be doing right now," Bai Jingtian said softly.

Now that the two people besides himself have formed a high-profile alliance, all his advantages have vanished.

Since he can no longer use his advantages to restrain the enemy, or even has the advantage taken over by the enemy, then all he can do is strengthen himself!

The only thing you can truly trust is your own strength. Only when you are invincible will all your schemes, conspiracies, and strategies vanish!

In the end, only the victor can decide their fate!

14. Going to the Moon