I'm a magnetic field madman

But he wouldn't choose ordinary people, because actions that are too easy wouldn't bring him great joy.

Moreover, if one wants to sculpt a work of art, is there any material in the world more suitable for sculpting than the one before you?

What could be better than a "sacred child" as the source of a work?

Moreover, Kirei Kotomine doesn't think he's doing anything wrong!

If the Lord desires salvation, then let the Lord fully "save" these tragedies!

"Your Majesty, our grain reserves have decreased by 20 percent compared to last week."

Kirei Kotomine looked at Jesus Christ on the throne and quietly reported this terrible news...

"If this continues, within two months all the country's grain reserves will be depleted due to accepting refugees... and before the next harvest, we may very well run out of all our grain reserves."

Feeding a large country with 50 million people is by no means an easy task... especially now that refugees are constantly pouring in.

Italy is not an agricultural civilization; its food self-sufficiency rate is only 57%, which means that 43% of the country's food depends on imports.

In fact, Italy is a major agricultural country in Europe, with approximately 910 million hectares of arable land, more than 2000 agricultural machinery manufacturers, and even 100 million hectares of grape cultivation area.

Although Italy, located in the Mediterranean, often evokes the image of a maritime civilization...

Italy, once the heart of the Roman Empire, has a typical Mediterranean climate with many plains and valleys, and hilly areas account for 60% of the country's area, making it very suitable for crop growth.

Italy produces 1600 million tons of grain annually... While it may not be comparable to those truly agricultural superpowers, it has absolutely no problem feeding the entire nation without considering diversity.

But all of this is predicated on the premise that farming proceeds smoothly and the total population remains unchanged.

And clearly, the result of a nuclear war would be a massive influx of refugees into Italy...

The destruction of agricultural activities due to war has led to a severe decline in the efficiency of agricultural production.

Moreover, it's only January now, and last year the Italian government deliberately sold a large amount of its harvested grain to Greece and France, resulting in a significant decrease in grain reserves...

The initial impact of the sudden nuclear war also led to the complete collapse of the Italian government, making it unable to coordinate food shipments with NATO. Coupled with Jesus Christ's hardline stance, obtaining food from NATO was virtually impossible.

Most of Italy's farmland is used for growing grain crops such as wheat, corn, and rice. This means that even the earliest winter wheat cannot be harvested until at least May.

As Kirei Kotomine said, Italy's food reserves are unlikely to last until May.

This is a conservative estimate. If the influx of refugees continues unchecked... even if they were spread across the entire territory of Italy, the amount of food lost wouldn't even be enough to sustain them until the end of March...

And that doesn't even take into account the worse situation: the severe pollution caused by the modified nuclear bombs that the Red Bear has been carelessly throwing around.

The technology provided by the gale came from his masterpiece, which imitated the Nuclear King, a vessel belonging to the Bai royal family...

This super weapon of the Bai royal family not only possesses the power to wipe out 2000 million people in a single strike, conservatively estimated...

It also has the ability to render a large, vibrant area barren for hundreds of years to come.

Furthermore, the radioactive waste has a terrifying pollution ability that causes disease and even mutations in any ordinary person who sets foot in it.

Moreover, if that special "added ingredient" is combined with the magnetic field virus researched by the Blue Country, the effect will be even more powerful.

These pollutants are not only extremely effective, but their spread is also incredibly wide.

Although the effects of the nuclear bomb that recently struck the Swiss capital have not yet manifested, it may not be long before the contamination of the land spreads to Italy...

"It is said that some people have already spotted tiger sharks larger than whales in the sea." Kirei Kotomine looked at the expressionless and silent Jesus Christ, and continued his description in a gentle tone, emphasizing his words...

“Some other, even more terrifying, radiation-mutated life forms are emerging… Lord, this means that even if we survive this year, there is not much hope for the future.”

"..." Jesus Christ did not speak, but he gripped his second-in-command's hand tightly.

He nearly crushed the gilded ornament, and Kirei Kotomine, watching all this, had a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth...

This is what he has been doing all along: constantly using rhetoric and reality to increase the psychological burden on Jesus Christ... and this can't even be called a conspiracy, because everything he says is the truth.

He doesn't need to worry that the Lord will spy on his heart, because Jesus Christ is such a kind person.

If it weren't for the presence of an enemy, the Holy Son, who respects others, would never have taken the initiative to pry into their hearts.

What a kind person he was, and what a wonderful...material he was.

With the idea of ​​sculpting a work of art in mind, Kirei Kotomine stood up and said in a low, sorrowful tone...

"Lord, please lead us out of this hell. We can persevere, but if you have a way to bring hope, please give us a revelation!"

He remained silent for a long time, but the intense tyranny and murderous intent in Jesus Christ's heart became even more severe!

Kirei Kotomine sensed the faint killing intent emanating from the man, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Even with the Lord's great self-control, is he already struggling to suppress such murderous intent?

Excellent, excellent, absolutely excellent!

Kirei Kotomine almost foresees that when the Lord, under the oppression and coercion of reality, transforms into a mad and tyrannical ruler—

No matter which side of the two camps he attacks, or whether he kills both, Kirei Kotomine will derive unparalleled joy from it!

Savior, my Lord! You must save the world!

In order to save the world, you must kill tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of lives, using their deaths and corpses to create the peace and heaven in your heart!

Ah, this kind of defiled bliss, just thinking about it makes me tremble with pleasure!

Jesus Christ slowly stood up, and just when Kirei Kotomine thought he was about to say something, his gaze suddenly locked onto the other side of the hall!

There, a dashing young man with shoulder-length white hair, wearing a black vest and jeans, was leading a disheveled man who was smoking and looked wary.

Kirei Kotomine drew his black key almost instantly; he couldn't sense the other's presence at all.

Although he knew that whether he drew his weapon or not made no difference to his master, he still had to maintain the proper attitude.

Bai Jingtian looked at Jesus Christ before him, or rather, at the broken dream. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward and spoke first…

"Mr. Dream Breaker, or should I address you as Jesus Christ?"

"I'm here to cooperate with you. My name is Bai Jingtian, and I am—the son of Bai Cinan!"

36. I am the son of Shiro Ci'nan!

Looking at the uninvited guest before him, Jesus Christ slowly stood up, and strangely, a feeling of familiarity arose in his heart.

Looking at the young man's face, even though they had never met before, and even though he felt a sense of danger from the other man that he had never felt before... he still felt a strong sense of trust and familiarity with him.

Is it just because of that face?

Jesus Christ was puzzled because he was certain that he had never seen this person before, let alone had any intimate relationship with someone who looked like him.

But—feelings are just something that's hard to explain!

Even as the revered Son of God, Jesus Christ was, in a sense, no different from ordinary people.

Especially when acting on instinct, a strong person like him seems to be more easily dominated by his feelings.

But all that goodwill was destroyed the moment the young man spoke.

"I am Bai Jingtian, son of Bai Cinan!!"

The moment the young man named Bai Jingtian uttered that name, Jesus Christ's expression changed almost instantly—a mixture of disgust, hatred, pain, and hostility.

It seems that the owner of this name gave him extremely bad memories.

Some memories seem to flash back, but they are scattered and inaccurate, like pieces of shattered glass.

Jesus Christ did not like this feeling, he disliked it very much.

His expression twisted, all his previous goodwill towards Bai Jingtian vanished, and he looked at Bai Jingtian coldly, saying...

"You brat, I hate you! Get out of here!"

Kirei Kotomine looked at Jesus Christ with great surprise, even shock, at his reaction. He had never seen anything like it before, not even when the Holy Son faced those who deserved to die!

What exactly is the relationship between this young man named Bai Jingtian and his father, Bai Cinan, and the Holy Son?

He was seized by a gossipy impulse, but then a startled realization struck him, and he decisively cleared his mind of all thoughts—

Even if there's only a slight possibility that this young man named Bai Jingtian can also read senses like the Holy Son, then the plans and ideas in my mind would be in danger.

“Senior Broken Dream, my father has a blood feud with you, and I will not deny that nor will I deceive you.”

Faced with Jesus Christ's cold reception, Bai Jingtian spoke frankly...

Yes, he knew that if he didn't have to be open and honest, or even lie, he could better cooperate with the other party by simply concealing the fact that he was Bai Cinan's son.

However, Bai Jingtian would never do something so sneaky!

Bai Cinan was his father, the father he was most proud of. Even if he was just an adoptive father, Bai Jingtian would never regret being Bai Cinan's son!

If Bai Jingtian were to conceal this fact in order to win over his father's former enemies, even if his father could not know, he himself would not be able to get over this hurdle in his heart!

The strong and powerful young man stepped forward and shouted...

"But Senior Broken Dream, you can vent your hatred for my father on me... but at least for now, we must save this world from some unscrupulous people first!"

"Broken dream?" What is this brat talking about? Is he talking about himself?

Jesus Christ frowned, as more and more fragments of memories flickered in his mind. He hated this feeling, yet he instinctively craved more secrets.

Who am I, really?!

He calls himself Jesus Christ, but that's just what others call him... He only voluntarily accepted this title because he followed his inner guidance to do good deeds.

But deep down, he probably doesn't consider himself the son of God.

"Senior Broken Dream, although I don't know why you lost your memory, I can tell you some things about your past."

Seeing the change in Jesus Christ's expression, Bai Jingtian immediately seized the opportunity and stepped forward, speaking frankly...

"Go to hell, you brat!" Jesus Christ replied rudely, veins bulging on his forehead...

"Nonsense—I don't need to listen to this, fucking, I don't want to listen!!"

Bai Jingtian paused for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding what breaking the dream meant, but he still continued speaking.

"But no matter what, I only hope to cooperate with you to defeat the mastermind behind all this—the magnetic field expert hiding in Moscow, just like us!!"

"You mean the mastermind behind all this is hiding in Moscow? And he... has the same power as us?" Jesus Christ frowned, asking sharply...

"Without a doubt," Bai Jingtian said with absolute certainty.

Unlike Broken Dream, who is blinded by his own memories, Bai Jingtian's wisdom and vision allow him to see that the super weapon flying out from the red giant bear contains a trace of Blue Dream Technology's groundbreaking technology.

He didn't know who his enemy was; Bai Jingtian had guessed many people...

He even thought it might be his master's good brother, Tony the Electric Eyes, or even his uncle, Lan Meng... After all, the style of these two people is very much in line with the current situation of doing things behind the scenes.

But no matter who it is, Bai Jingtian must stop them from doing so! It is his duty, and it is also an effort he must make to win the war!

"Senior Broken Dream, a battle between us is inevitable, but I don't want to involve any innocent people."

Bai Jingtian answered frankly, even opening his heart completely without any defenses, showing the utmost sincerity to Po Meng.

"No matter who's stirring things up behind the scenes, if this continues, human civilization in this world will probably be doomed. He's already killed tens of millions of innocent people. Senior Broken Dream, can you still allow him to continue stirring things up so recklessly?"

Jesus Christ's hands trembled slightly as that intense feeling of the devil surged into his heart once again, almost dominating his senses!

Charge! Force your enemy out from the skies over Moscow!

Force the culprit who caused all this to come out!

If he enjoys destruction so much, then he should raze the entire city of Moscow to the ground! Damn it, he wants that bastard to pay the price for so many innocent souls!

This time, the devil's feeling was so intense that even Jesus Christ could not completely suppress it.

He took a deep breath and looked coldly at Bai Jingtian in front of him...

"Whether what you say is true or false, I will verify it immediately. But I will never be your ally!"

"Because you said you're Bai Cinan's son, I don't know who he is... but my intuition tells him that your father is an absolute monster, an enemy of the world!!"

To insult one's father is extremely rude—Bai Jingtian should have been furious, but his gaze merely turned cold.

It wasn't cowardice, but rather that what Po Meng said was absolutely right. From his perspective, his father, Bai Cinan, was undoubtedly a devil and madman who was an enemy of the world, even the epitome of madness!

He saw in the Great Power what his father had done after his death... Although it was to alleviate his grief, it was still in stark contrast to Uncle Darkness's inhumanity, his casual slaughter of millions upon millions...

Their later actions, including the extermination of 90% of life on Earth for pre-war celebrations, were absolutely monstrous!

No, even Satan would have to call his father a devil if he saw this!

Therefore, Bai Jingtian would not refute Po Meng's statement. But since he had already said it, Bai Jingtian would no longer exist as his ally.

Having uttered those words, Jesus Christ immediately shot out of the church like an arrow, piercing the white clouds in the sky and heading towards distant Moscow.