I'm a magnetic field madman

Although the injuries were still there, the pain seemed to be under a spell, impossible to hide from. To her surprise, Hiel found that she could move again, but when she raised the Seventh Holy Scripture once more, she couldn't even pull the trigger.

Their gazes were all fixed on the man they had just called a heretic, on him and the crown of thorns above his head.

Without a doubt—

This man is using that "crown of thorns" to bear their pain, using the crown formed from those painful thorns to bear the suffering of everyone.

He is not Jesus.

Hierre thought to himself that it could not possibly be the real Crown of Thorns... because the real crown worn on Jesus' head had long since become a historical artifact housed in Notre Dame Cathedral, thanks to the passage of time and the manifestation of miracles.

Therefore, he must not be Jesus, even if he wove a crown of thorns... even if he chose to bear the suffering of the masses, even if he used miracles to save those innocent people...

Therefore, he must not be Jesus.

At the very least, it certainly wouldn't be the Son of God described in the Bible...

All eyes were on him, as if waiting, or perhaps anticipating, as if they would become his fanatical followers without hesitation the moment he opened his mouth!

No doubt about it, because he has that kind of charisma, doesn't he? Even without any ideological dissemination, but simply through his actions—or rather, that's why he has such an infectious power!

However, Jesus Christ remained silent, simply turning around and silently setting off with his ragged followers toward the end of the sea.

This time, many church members who had originally condemned heresy chose to follow him.

He abandoned his weapons and his duties in the church, and like his followers, he followed him solely as an ascetic.

Is this betrayal? No one knows, because if they are merely followers of God...

So at this moment, they have simply chosen to move forward from a position that is closer to the Lord in their hearts.

From a secular perspective, this is undeniable betrayal! But then again, as a clergyman, isn't it a violation of doctrine to regard oneself as part of a secular organization?

Hier did not follow; she, along with most of the members of the Thirteenth Division and a small number of others, remained where they were…

But no matter who they were, they couldn't bring themselves to raise their weapons against those traitors, let alone open their mouths to hurl insults at that saint once again.

They lost, both physically and mentally.

They and their Lord have been utterly defeated.

26. The True Holy Son

"Wow! It's a ghost! A ghost has possessed Bo-zai! Oh no, oh no!!"

The powerful being was shouting at Jesus Christ on the screen in an exceptionally wise voice, but this idiotic performance... apart from Bai Wujie who was watching coldly, no one else was supporting it.

Seeing that Bai Wujie had no intention of playing the straight man, the disheartened powerful figure pursed his lips and sat back down. At this moment, Bai Wujie leisurely began to speak...

“Something’s not right with him. Could it be, as you say, that he’s possessed by a ghost?”

During the brief disappearance and reappearance of the powerful figure who claimed to be Jesus Christ, Bai Wujie noticed a strange change in his soul.

He couldn't explain what the change was like, but could it be that he was really possessed by a ghost?

"Ghost? Hahaha, that's a very broad term, especially in this world!" The powerful figure pointed to his temple and laughed maliciously.

"But rather than calling him a ghost, I'd prefer to describe him as a kind of 'collective consciousness'... Remember those powerful beings I told you about who transcended that planetary world?"

"Often, powerful beings who transcend the world leave behind some interesting remnants in their own world. Some of these remnants will dissipate without reservation, while others, through the intertwining of thoughts and numerous fantasies, will transform into some interesting things."

"Moreover, in our world, the soul itself is attracted to similar bodies, even if it's just 'playing a role.' But is there anything in this world more similar than him?"

Bai Wujie nodded as if he understood, pondered for a moment, and then asked...

"But looking at the crown of thorns he wore, the principle behind that thing is irrelevant... yet I sensed that he seemed to have grasped some kind of power from it, something..."

"The power of pain." The powerful being continued Bai Wujie's words with a light laugh...

"You're quite perceptive. That's right, he must have unintentionally mastered the use of the power of pain. It's a wondrous power, an extension of the magnetic field power, insignificant compared to the power of black holes, invisible creation, and the power of fate. It can't even compare to the four fundamental forces of the total magnetic field power. It's just a lower-level power that has been extended from it, but it is indeed a useful power."

"As its name suggests, the power of pain grasps the concept of 'pain.' But it doesn't merely remain at the level of the physical body; in fact, if it were just physical pain, such a power would be far too easy to master."

Bai Wujie smiled knowingly. If causing only physical pain could grant the mastery of a special power...

Wouldn't every martial god on earth then possess this so-called "power of pain"?

"Mastering the power of pain lies in understanding the 'pain' of the primordial spirit," the powerful being said leisurely.

"The physical body feels pain because of its neural mechanisms. But where does the pain of the spirit come from? How can a soul, which doesn't even have a physical form, 'feel pain'?"

"The principle of this power is to understand, master, and utilize it. The power of pain isn't an extremely powerful force, but it can certainly play a significant role in combat. This is because the intense pain it causes is not merely 'pain,' but also 'interference' with perception."

At this point, the great being paused, his expression towards Jesus Christ slightly amused…

"Generally speaking, the key to mastering the power of pain lies in experiencing pain firsthand, both physically and mentally, and comprehending this power through real, intense pain. This guy, however, took a shortcut, relying on that crown of thorns to bear the pain of others in order to comprehend this power."

"I'm tempted to try everything you've said," Bai Wujie said with a smile.

"Boundless, you may go if you wish," the powerful being grinned.

"When the time comes for something interesting, I will naturally call you. Besides, don't you need more time to mobilize your eternal kingdom?"

Bai Wujie slowly got up. He could sense that the powerful being was intentionally trying to get him away so he could do something.

But he couldn't insist on staying, after all, Bai Wujie wasn't an unreasonable guest.

And he's right, he's given his people about three months of revelry vacation...

Although Asia is rapidly expanding its territory and building legions... the leisurely vacation should come to an end now, no matter what.

It's time to tell his people that they should go to war for their emperor!

After seeing Bai Wujie off, the powerful figure waved his hand and opened another screen. When he saw the familiar face in it, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He hadn't experienced this intense urge to curse in many years.

It's not that seeing this guy broke his defenses, but rather that it was precisely at this specific time that he was caught...

Damn it, I shouldn't have trespassed on other people's territory so casually—or rather, I should have been more decisive from the start!

Damn it, the Chaos of Lurking!

Jesus Christ landed in Europe

The Vatican received the news half a day later.

Pope Pius X was well aware of what this meant: this audacious heretic had landed in Europe without any hindrance...

This only means the undeniable failure of the "slayers of heretics" they sent to intercept them.

This matter caused the Pope immense heartache!

The entire Thirteen Divisions, the Knights of the Inquisition, the Burial Agency... they were undoubtedly the elite of the Church's inner forces, and their loss was a huge loss to the entire Church.

What's more, there's also Elena's Holy Nail, one of the very few relics in the Eighth Mystery Society capable of inducing miracles, gone just like that...

But while feeling sorry for him, the Pope had to face an even more terrifying reality.

That heretic has already arrived at their headquarters.

Although this assassination was a covert operation, those in the inner world knew that allowing Jesus Christ to set foot in their stronghold was a loss of both face and substance for the Church!

As a result, Pius X had very few options left.

He cannot allow this heretic to come to the Vatican, because losing God's last secular dwelling place or having a heretic set foot in his territory would be an irreparable disgrace to the entire Church!

Moreover, if the Roman Catholic Church is so easily defeated and its stronghold is invaded, then even if the Church of Christendom wins in the future, it will not be them who will ultimately be in power.

Whether it was the Anglican Church in England, the Orthodox Church in the Soviet Union, or even the Puritans and Jews in America, none of them were tolerated by Pius X.

The struggles within religious orders are often incredibly cruel and bloody, and heretics are always more hateful than heretics!

However, the Church's secret forces have failed, and with the enemy already in Europa... even if the Church still has some trump cards, they are now unusable.

Therefore, the Holy Church has very few cards to play!

Then let's use secular power to solve this problem, at the very least to "contaminate" this heresy!

In the secular world, although the Holy Church does not have the excessive influence of the Magic Association, it can easily control the decision-making of political figures from the shadows.

And so, amidst the whispers of the cardinals in this sacred hall, in this place where the Lord's glory was most abundant, orders for conspiracy were sent out.

The French government will take the toughest measures to stop Jesus Christ's advance... and they do not expect to kill this heretic, or rather, those soldiers and those who block the way were there so that Jesus Christ could "kill" them!

Let bloody deaths tarnish his reputation, and let the reality of slaughter make people realize who the true shepherd of the Lord is.

Even if he doesn't intend to kill, the agents planted within the Holy Church will act on his behalf!

The time gained and the tarnished reputation are what allow the Church to bind more people to their faith chariot.

What a despicable and shameless tactic!

Even if Judas were to rise from the dead and Nero were to reappear, their wickedness and sins would probably not be comparable to those of the people in this most magnificent temple of God.

But this is inevitable. They call themselves God's shepherds and believe themselves to be God's representatives in the secular world. But once they become tainted by the secular world and merge with it, it is only natural that they become like this.

Night falls in Lyon...

Jesus Christ, who came from the sea, had already arrived here with his followers, outside this French city.

The dazzling, ever-present nighttime spectacle of lights did nothing to alter the expression of the blond man at the head of the procession. Wearing the crown of thorns, Jesus Christ seemed to grow even more silent and sorrowful.

And behind him, the number of followers has been growing.

From the moment we landed in Europe, people with all sorts of motives came every moment.

Some sought healing, others merely for amusement; whatever their thoughts and intentions, there were always those among them who truly became followers of Jesus Christ.

Walk with him to create miracles and heal suffering.

But after witnessing firsthand how terminal illnesses are cured and the blind regain their sight under the radiance of the Son of God, how many people can maintain their so-called rationality in the face of such miracles?

Jesus Christ never spoke or preached, yet his very existence became the best tool for propaganda.

But he didn't care and didn't take it to heart at all.

The sorrowful man continued to move forward in silence, no one knew where he was going, but his followers followed him in silence.

Today, what stands in the way of Jesus Christ is a wall of police and military.

The police officers in front of him were fully armed, holding riot shields and stun batons, while the soldiers behind them were also armed. They were all nervously staring at the man in front of them, their hands trembling uncontrollably.

Just by standing opposite Jesus Christ, their souls are subjected to incredibly severe trials.

Whether they are devout believers in God or not, the act of standing before this supposed Son of God and drawing their weapons is a tremendous test of their hearts and minds.

Especially assuming this man isn't a conman.

The news could no longer be completely blocked. Countless terminally ill patients and all sorts of unfortunate people who were healed by Jesus Christ, even if they did not follow him, were spreading his story and gospel everywhere.

If a holy son can truly create miracles, how many ordinary people would actually question his identity?

And perhaps these police officers and soldiers still believed their superiors' claims of an "armed cult" before they arrived...

But when they actually saw him, they all angrily tore the image of their boss, who was so open and honest, to shreds in their minds!

Nonsense! Is this the cult you're talking about? Is this the fraudster you all claim to be?

Even disregarding Jesus Christ himself, what about the vast and seemingly endless stream of followers who follow him?

You actually want to categorize such a large number as a "cult"?

Even when forcibly driven away by the police and military, the crowds of "pilgrims" who came from Lyon and even further afield were even more crowded and blocked the back. Some of them waved flags enthusiastically, while others angrily expressed that it was a fraud. But no matter what, their influence was already evident!

"The troops ahead! If they continue advancing, we will have to use force to drive them away!"

In the end, some people mustered up the courage to step forward and fulfill their duty... However, just as they were unable to raise their weapons in front of this saint, the other side completely ignored their existence and marched straight ahead.

They trembled; they couldn't even raise their weapons, and just getting close to him would cause them to involuntarily groan...

The immense pressure they were under, both mentally and physically, made them utterly unwilling to stand in the way of this saint!

They either covered their faces and wept, or pushed away with pale faces... In the face of Jesus Christ, worldly power was so vulnerable.

Even the harsh roars from their superiors over the walkie-talkie couldn't change their approach.

The silent saint advanced without a word, and the noisy crowd fell silent... Bathed in the light of faith, they were like lambs waiting for the Lord's preaching.

Having witnessed this scene firsthand, the French leadership felt even more apprehensive and anxious.

What they saw was the terrifying influence of this man who called himself Jesus Christ... and they were even more afraid of whether he truly possessed "divine power" that they could not comprehend.

Because they know that they will certainly not be qualified to pass the judgment on Judgment Day... that's why they try their best to deny and tarnish him!

How could he be Jesus? How could he possibly be the Son of God! The Son of God does not exist, and Judgment Day will not return! Those who outwardly revere God are precisely those who fear God the most!