I'm a magnetic field madman

Admiral Burda, his eyes bloodshot with rage, was the only person in the entire United States to rise from a sailor to a four-star admiral. His love for his country was beyond question, and he was absolutely furious when he encountered an enemy attack on New York right after becoming a four-star admiral.

Of course, due to his background, he obviously had no access to some of the real secret intelligence coming from the White House. He didn't know who his adversaries were, or what terrible things they had just done; he only knew that he had harmed national interests.

As a soldier, he could only do what he was supposed to do.

"General! I must remind you that ordering the launch of nuclear weapons at New York is punishable by treason..."

"I don't know what superweapons our enemy has... but he's right here in the heart of New York, and five minutes ago he sent the entire island of Manhattan flying!" Burda interrupted the staff officer, speaking coldly...

"I'll talk to the president! I'll take responsibility! All I need now is for you to carry out my orders!"

Just then, the satellite imagery finally recovered from the severe electromagnetic interference, and the camera switched over to show the view—

However, in just a moment, the entire screen, and even all the playback devices in the world that could receive the signal, were hijacked.

The scene on screen showed only one man, floating on the massive crater in Manhattan Island that had been completely submerged by the sea, his cape billowing in the wind...

"I am Bai Chou."

He spoke calmly, as if addressing everyone behind the screen...

"You don't need to know who I am, but from today onwards, this country belongs to me, the Sea Tiger Martial God Bai Chou. You may refuse to submit, but you must get out of my country. Those who refuse to submit will pay the price."

His words were arrogant, almost like the ravings of a madman. Even the most fanatical conqueror wouldn't speak with such arrogance!

But the next moment, the man proved that he was not joking.

Bai Chou casually extended a finger in the direction of New York. General Burda's eyes narrowed slightly. Just before a bad premonition came, a beam of light shot out from Bai Chou's finger.

Another simple Sea Tiger World Destroyer Sword strike.

This time, it was even more terrifying than the previous Sea Tiger World-Destroying Sword...

The violent magnetic field power driven by the force of 500,000 horses instantly destroyed the area centered on the Brooklyn Bridge, encompassing a large part of Brooklyn. The terrifying explosion cloud instantly covered and destroyed everything!

But this is just the beginning!

The violent magnetic field force instantly destroyed all matter... shattered glass, torn asphalt roads, and even people blown to pieces, all of which turned into "swords" that then scattered and fell.

Upon impact, these "swords" exploded like bombs, causing even more violent destruction!

The entire Brooklyn area, and even most of Long Island, was completely destroyed by this Sea Tiger World-Destroying Sword!

Silence, absolute silence, except for the spectacular sight of countless particles, shattered and separated by the magnetic force, turning into towering dust and being sucked into the sky.

General Bulda's mouth dropped open. He had grown up watching Superman, Batman, and Captain America. Suddenly, he remembered a joke.

Why did you send Superman to court?

Because he could endanger us!

Why don't you take Darkseid to court?

Because he really could harm us!

When they consider a powerful group to be a collective of countless weak individuals bound together by a concept to form a nation.

They both crave and fear a transcendent and powerful being; an absolutely ruthless and powerful figure terrifies them, yet they also admire and idolize him.

Just like Hitler, just like Stalin, and undoubtedly the "Superman" floating in the air is something ten thousand times more terrifying than any leader!

Countless people in front of their screens were terrified!

Because this era didn't have so many overused special effects, it was an era where if someone on the radio said that Martians were attacking, a large number of people would believe it.

Moreover, after living in fear for the past few months that their city could be razed to the ground by a nuclear bomb at any moment, isn't it perfectly normal for them to believe that a "superman" destroyed Long Island?

Countless cries of anguish, countless pleas, countless expressions of rage…

Destroying things is such an easy thing, just like ruling them. It's so simple and casual, as easy as eating a date.

Bai Chou closed his eyes and took it all into his mind, but he didn't care. These vivid thoughts and ideas just flowed through his mind like water.

Those lives, their so-called joys and sorrows, were as meaningless to Bai Chou as leaves falling in the wind.

He was never a magnetic field martial god who cared about these ordinary people... Except when he deliberately restrained himself for his son, he was someone who regarded human life as ants, a complete and utter top-level madman.

Moreover, he is now "ordered to slaughter," and their collective consciousness, Alaya, approves of Bai Chou's actions and agrees with Bai Chou's purpose of slaughtering in order to save others.

Alright, then let's not waste any more time.

Bai Chou's figure vanished into the sky in an instant. Burche, realizing what had happened, anxiously ordered the radar to track the other party's whereabouts. However, they quickly found Bai Chou.

He was just outside the Pentagon, and it took him less than ten seconds to travel from New York to Virginia.

At the very center of American military power, the supreme God of War sees no one else in his eyes.

"Coward! Trash who only knows how to prey on civilians..."

Burche roared and shouted hysterically, as if only in this way could he vent his fear and demonstrate his courage.

If it were a very traditional, passionate storyline, Bai Chou would probably say something to him or agree to something at this moment.

Completely bewildered, Bai Chou saw nothing but the boredom and monotony of doing mechanical work. Then, with a single finger, the entire Pentagon, along with most of Arlington, was destroyed and covered by a massive explosion!

Next, Bai Chou went to the White House, to Houston, to the Rocky Mountains, and to all the important facilities and places in the country.

He killed all the country's top officials, from politics to military to economics... because this was the quickest and easiest way, according to Bai Chou, to conquer a country.

An individual conquering a group doesn't actually require such trouble, does it? If there are 100% of people, you don't even need to kill 10%; just eliminate 1%, and the remaining 99% will kneel down and submit to you.

From the perspective of equal strength, the individual is always stronger than the group.

There is still room for maneuver in the clash between groups, but the supremacy of a superhuman individual over a group is a dimensional reduction attack on existence.

You can bravely throw a punch at a superpower, but you would never dare to act recklessly against Thanos.

On January 1, 1992, after twelve hours of massacre and declarations, the United States of America was declared extinct. On the same day, the Sea Tiger Empire was established!

Maris Billy reveals to the world the existence of magicians and all their secrets...

He then called upon the magicians of Atlas Academy and the Wandering Sea to join the Sea Tiger Empire, and gave them three days to think it over.

Three days later, Atlas Academy was breached, the Wandering Sea was massacred, and all the "secrets" of the old world fell into the hands of Animusphia. On the same day, he began to build the "Chaldea" he had always dreamed of.

The same situation exists in other countries as well.

Just the next day, Bai Jingtian, having fully recovered from his injuries, traveled to Moscow, which had been destroyed by the storm and the battle with Jesus Christ, to join his allies who were on the verge of collapse...

With his overwhelming strength and methods that were "slightly inferior" to Bai Chou's, he began to reclaim his rule.

On what was originally Lucia’s territory, Bai Jingtian planned to rule this country, which had been ravaged to the brink of destruction by the battle between the gale and Jesus Christ, within half a month.

After a two-week campaign of operations and conquest, and after countless assassinations and massacres, Bai Jingtian managed to forcibly reunite the fragmented alliance and establish the "Heavenly Kingdom," declaring his protection for all those who entered it.

On the same day the Kingdom of Heaven was established, some countries experienced rebellions and coups, breaking away from the Kingdom of Heaven's rule.

Bai Jingtian adopted the same attitude as his father towards these countries.

Kill! Slaughter en masse!!

Absolutely ruthless, absolutely cold-blooded, and absolutely efficient.

Regardless of the reason for the rebellion, such defiance deserves death from the king's eyes!

Moreover, Bai Jingtian didn't have the time or energy to do all that nonsense!

If it weren't for his sense of responsibility and the desire to better protect his master and his family, Bai Jingtian wouldn't even have needed to rule over these nonsensical things.

During the two-week trial, Bai Jingtian realized that there are always clueless scoundrels in this world who are self-righteous and court death. Although he is not as extreme as his father, Bai Cinan, he has also lost patience.

He slaughtered the rebels and then banished those nations from the Kingdom of Heaven, no longer protecting them.

This was already Bai Jingtian's greatest mercy, and he knew that those who were cheering for no longer being citizens of the Heavenly Kingdom would soon realize how tragic this was.

Thus, the existence of individuals with strong magnetic fields was officially announced on the world stage...

In a very short time, it completely shattered the ruling model and social structure that humanity had maintained for thousands of years, announcing that all mankind had entered the era of "superhuman rule"!

And it was not long after that, in Europe, which was already completely corrupt, in the holy city that had lost its Son and was on the verge of collapse, that the great Son descended from heaven and returned to his loyal Rome.

However, the return of the Holy Son did not bring these faithful believers anything to feel good about.

53. The Advent of the Holy Son

In the boundless depths of space, a figure stands atop a dark meteorite, sailing towards the azure planet before it.

The magnetic field force evenly propelled the meteorite beneath their feet, and the figure traveling in this special "vehicle" was none other than Jesus Christ!

Or rather, judging solely by appearances, that is indeed the case.

She was dressed the same as always, and her appearance was more like that of a strange senior disciple from Fist of the North Star than a virgin Mary giving birth.

But his aura still makes people feel at first glance that he is Jesus Christ, the Holy Son who descended from heaven to bring blessings and goodness to the world!

In half a month, he spent half the time completely dissolving the power of the Celestial Venerable, and the other half repairing his body, so that he was no longer an empty shell made of thorns.

But isn't he the Ancestor? Isn't he the Ancestor who has regained his memories?

Yes, no.

When Zu's heart was shattered, and when his body gradually turned into countless magnetic field fragments and slowly dissipated, his life had come to an end!

But when his primordial spirit also waned and declined due to the passing of life, a completely new consciousness was "born" in his physical body.

It was a new consciousness born from the gathering of tens of millions of devout faiths and prayers, the convergence of countless beliefs, and ultimately under the guidance of a single will.

That was him, Jesus Christ.

This is an absolute "miracle".

The consciousness that governs this body is extremely complex. On one hand, it originates from the immense power of will that is gathered from the worship and cognition of countless believers, much like the Alaya consciousness. On the other hand, it is the thought generated by the convergence of the will of countless faiths into spiritual particles.

And this is only this part.

What followed was the blank spiritual foundation that naturally formed as the Ancestor used the "Six Absolute Techniques of Creation" to gather a large number of spiritual particles. This foundation condensed in his primordial spirit and ultimately became the place where this great power of will was concentrated.

But if that were all, this consciousness wouldn't be able to influence the ancestor.

Because his will is absolutely strong! A great person who once possessed the power of 950,000 horses and made a vow before his death to bear the suffering of the world has a strong consciousness that will never be "possessed" by some nonsensical wish.

However, the ancestor, whose heart had been pierced by a treacherous attack from the gale and who was already on the verge of death, could not help but cause the strength of his primordial spirit to drop, which gave the spiritual foundation an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

No, it can't be said that it took advantage of the situation. The birth of this idea of ​​"Jesus Christ" was partly due to the patriarch's own "vow".

Perhaps it was quite chaotic. Ancestor, who once played the role of "Jesus Christ," briefly attracted the soul of the real Jesus, but Ancestor is still Ancestor, not the reincarnation of Jesus.

Having come into this world and continued his cosplay work, after attracting so much faith and worship, he finally found "something" of this world for himself...

This soul is so complex, it seems to be the ancestor's entire life. It is the culmination of all his suffering, desires, and ideals.

Even while suffering from amnesia, he practiced the goodness of his faith and longed to become a holy son who would bear the sins of the world.

But he knew he wasn't; he was nothing more than an imposter, a hypocritical idol.

He knew that his true self was the "devilish feeling" that he most rejected, but the more he needed to change the world, the more he needed power, and the more he needed power, the more he had to accept this devilish feeling.

This priest, who suffered a lifetime of inner turmoil and torment, was tormented by the conflict between two opposing concepts!

The conflict between the domineering nature of the true self and the benevolence of faith, the innate versus the acquired, almost caused the ancestor to split apart.

The Jesus Christ he became after losing his memory was, in a sense, half of his ideal. A real, truly great Lord, a Lord for whom he could fight without hesitation to give everything!

Perhaps someone has been able to achieve this before, but no matter how much one searches for "meal replacements"...

Without a doubt, the Holy Son that the amnesiac Ancestor wanted to become was the truly great being in his heart.

So what is the other half of the grandfather's wish?

He has achieved the great being he longed to serve in his faith... So the other part he longs for is his "true self," a broken dream where he can unreservedly display the demonic feelings in his heart!

And this wish was "fulfilled" when he came back from the dead.

Stepping on the dark meteorite beneath his feet, Jesus Christ, without uttering a word, instantly plummeted into the atmosphere, falling into the turbulent Europa amidst the flames of burning friction.

At this very moment, the whole of Rome was engulfed in a massive uprising due to the unknown whereabouts of their great lord.

Believers who cannot see the object of their worship begin to feel fear and start trying to seek the Lord's revelation through self-harm.

Oh, great Lord, it must be that we believers have done something wrong that has caused you to stop favoring us!

Then we will punish ourselves, we will discipline ourselves, just so that you can return to us once more!

St. Peter's Square

Bare-chested Kirei Kotomine was leading a group of terrified followers. His body was covered in wounds, and he held a sharp piece of the Nine-Tailed Cat in his hand. He was whipping his back while loudly announcing...