I'm a magnetic field madman

"No! You're still too lazy! Starting today, increase your sword swings from 300,000 to 500,000—no, 700,000!!"

"Oh no? Teacher, no, people will die!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka screamed in agony. These seven hundred thousand sword swings were not something that could be easily accomplished with magnetic field power—his training required him to be thrown into a training room where magnetic field power was suppressed!

"Stop talking nonsense. I've already been merciful enough by not sending you to kill those invading enemies for training."

Qianjun reprimanded his disciple without any politeness, while on the other side, Bai Wunan's "battle" had already ended.

Of course, he didn't do any DOI (Doctor of Independence) work.

He still couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, not just because of morality, but also because—Aige was only fourteen years old at the time!

Fourteen years old, still in the prime of youth, still a middle school student, still a girl far from adulthood—she could even be considered a loli!

How could Bai Wunan do something so depraved and despicable, to prey on such a young girl and have relations with her?

Released his grip on Aiko, ceasing his lewd actions, Wu Nan suppressed his sexual desire, gazing at the slightly panting, flushed-faced, and teary-eyed beauty. He released his hold on her and whispered…

"Aige, I'm not sure if my feelings for you are love."

After much deliberation, Wu Nan decided to speak frankly, even though what he said sounded like the words of a scumbag...

"What I did just now was what I wanted to do, but I still can't make you any big promises. And perhaps... perhaps when all this is over, if I'm still alive, I will definitely give you an explanation."

"You ran into someone's room, kissed them, and just ran away? You're really irresponsible."

Aigo, her face flushed, gave him a coquettish glare, then stroked Takeo's chest and whispered...

"Yes, I will wait for your answer. But I will only accept the answer I can accept, Wu Nan."

"Then I'll go first."

Faced with Ai Ge, Bai Wunan ran away once again, like a useless virgin, like an irresponsible scumbag, and slipped out of his room in an instant.

Running under the bright moonlight, Wu Nan, having released some of his desires, felt much more comfortable!

Of course, that's all. He didn't experience the same vengeful release of desire he felt when he had his affair with her before!

Watching Takeo's cheerful figure disappear into the moonlight, Aika let out a giggle of laughter...

Although it's good, and although Takeo has made great progress, but—

True love can only be regained after it has been lost.

"Tsk, this kid, what a disgrace! Even if you were my descendant, I would still look down on you, you nagging old woman!"

Three days later, after Leonardo da Vinci announced that he had recovered from his injuries, he immediately began working with Aika to create the flat moon.

With the support of governments around the world, construction on the massive parallel world teleportation device began several months ago...

After the two most crucial individuals recovered, they immediately completed the final calibration work in a short period of time.

Thus, the gate to the battlefield was opened, and a strange signal came from the other side—

The world began to connect with the world.

104. Miracle Child

"Broken Dream, get out here! I, Bai Jingtian, Emperor of Heaven, son of Bai Cinan, will today utterly crush you!!"

Above the Vatican, Bai Jingtian, who had used the giant nuclear missile as a vehicle to shatter the final high wall, looked down at the holy city below and let out a beast-like roar and challenge!

It was no longer the small city-state it once was; it had become a giant holy city that occupied half of Rome and was not destroyed by White House's nuclear bombing.

This city, perched atop towering clusters of thorns, appears to be protected by another golden shield.

The source of this magnetic force is no longer the suffering of the believers, but rather the force emanating from the towering thorn tower.

And without a doubt, the enemy that Bai Jingtian was going to bombard was right there!

Now that he has found an opponent, why would Bai Jingtian still have any fuss about anything?

"Six hundred and fifty thousand bolts of power - Heaven-shattering Thunder Arrow!!"

Another extremely violent attack was launched, and Bai Jingtian transformed himself into an arrow and smashed into the golden holy city!

The moment he broke in, Bai Jingtian immediately sensed it!

A silent, terrifying, and immense thought emerged at the top of the thorn tower.

It was far more enormous, far greater, and far stronger than the aura and power that had once struck the heavens!

He was releasing immense pressure on Bai Jingtian, exerting terrifying might on Bai Jingtian's primordial spirit! But even more terrifying was the "infection" of his thoughts and soul that existed beyond the pressure.

Countless thoughts, countless voices, men, women, young and old all reside here!

Countless voices converge to form countless languages ​​and words, but the information they convey is unified...

"devil!"

It was undoubtedly a reprimand, or rather, a voice full of hostility!

For Jesus Christ, who protected his believers with almost indulgent affection, such severe rebuke and hostility was a remarkable thing.

Perhaps to his believers and people, Jesus Christ is a great and gentle Lord... but to his enemies, Jesus Christ is anything but gentle!

Countless converging thoughts, under the command of a unified message and intention, struck Bai Jingtian's mind like a giant hammer. In an instant, his eyes went blank and he was momentarily dazed.

That blaming mindset, that hostile attitude, and most importantly...

The heartache and admonitions hidden beneath this hostility are undisguised and absolutely present!

It's like a priest rebuking your sins to your face, but at the same time, he's advising you to accept his advice and become part of the community.

He had no murderous intent, no hostility; he simply wanted to persuade himself to stop the act of aggression—to stop all these devilish actions.

Bai Jingtian could sense that Jesus Christ's exhortation contained absolutely no conspiracy or other factors; it was truly out of pure compassion.

Even though Bai Jingtian launched the final war, and has already slaughtered nearly ten million people and exposed the whole of Europe to the destruction of nuclear flames.

Even if Bai Jingtian came here to kill him and to end the earthly divine kingdom he created.

Even so, Jesus Christ was still willing to forgive him and give him a chance.

Our Lady, this is the true Our Lady!

But such a saintly figure is far superior to those hypocritical so-called saintly hypocrites...

Even more chilling is Kiritsugu Emiya's nonsensical Libra ideology!

Because in the eyes of the Son, the lives of millions are equal to the life of one person.

He could save Bai Jingtian even if he had killed millions of people, he would still try to "save" him.

That's because under this absolute love, there is no such thing as "punishment"...

Those believers who call themselves the Son of God might punish the heretics with death and slaughter... but the Son of God himself would never punish anything.

To view all things as equal is to view everything as nothingness. To love everyone is to love no one.

To condone all bad deeds done in the name of love is to be tantamount to committing evil.

Such terrifying thoughts chilled Bai Jingtian to the bone the moment they met and became understood.

Without hesitation, Bai Jingtian expressed his attitude in the most straightforward way.

"Damn you, you missionary pig!!"

Without any hesitation, Bai Jingtian unleashed a Power Sword Cannon straight at the thorny tower, intending to express his beastly nature through destruction and slaughter!

kill!!

Bai Jingtian's murderous attack was destined to fail. Just before it arrived, a sigh escaped as a golden barrier of light in the sky blocked its path!

Meanwhile, inside the Vatican, amidst the dazzling brilliance of countless golden miracles, Bai Jingtian found himself surrounded by enemies!

The brilliance of a miracle descended, and the reality of suffering became the true miracle.

To atone for her sins and serve the Holy Son, the beautiful woman poured molten gold over her face. The scalding gold destroyed her beautiful skin, turning her into a charred monster.

As the miraculous light descended, the head of the Madonna of Targaryen, whose half-face was covered in gold, transformed into a giant, standing in the sky holding a scorching golden cauldron.

In an attempt to recreate the saint's miracle, the devout girl chose to burn her own body with flames. The scorching flames devoured every inch of her flesh, turning her into charred remains amidst her wails.

And the light of miracles transformed this suffering into a silent divine act. Waving the banner of the wailing saint, the fervent saint, shouting praises, led her anointed army forward in a charge!

Besides these, there are far too many.

An angel with its skin peeled back, its ripped ribs supporting its blood-red wings; a holy child covered in venomous snakes; a nun who starved to death and turned into skeletons, lying serenely on her coffin…

What Bai Jingtian saw before him were miracles transformed from the realities of suffering.

Believers torture themselves to the best of their ability, serving the Son with pain and demonstrating their determination to follow Him through suffering!

Since the great Son must bear all the suffering of the world, then they, his followers, must also, like the Son, demonstrate their purity through suffering.

These saints in the Vatican who received such miracles even refused to let the Lord bear their suffering—instead, they prayed that the Lord would share their suffering with them.

The more suffering one experiences, the more strength one gains.

Burns, bites, cuts, poisoning, injuries from illness, blunt force trauma... Hunger, thirst, heartache, grief, serious illness, scalding!

Countless kinds of pain and countless kinds of injury have once again condensed into so many miracles. These miracles have created these terrible miracle offspring—the pain-sharing power of the Lord, each possessing no less than half a million units of pure power!

They can then regard him as the "God of War" of Jesus Christ... or rather, as the "kin" born from his share of power and suffering, who dedicated their souls and thoughts to their Holy Son, ultimately transforming into the Holy Spirit of Suffering!

"Blasphemers are unforgivable!!"

"Pain, use pain to atone for sins, only those who have atoned their sins can ascend to heaven!!"

"Burn your flesh and cleanse your soul of its filth!!"

These frenzied miracle infants, writhing in anger after Bai Jingtian rejected Jesus Christ's demand for atonement, transformed into their own forms of suffering miracles and attacked Bai Jingtian!

"Damn it, is this your compassion and holiness? It's utter nonsense!!"

"All I see is fucking pain—pain that spreads endlessly because of your pampering!"

Looking at them, Bai Jingtian, whose whole body was covered in goosebumps, cursed loudly and then charged into battle without hesitation!

"Burn you alive, you heretic!!"

The first to attack was the Scorching Saintess, who commanded hundreds of Holy Ointment soldiers who resembled burning skulls. She laughed wildly and waved the banner with the image of a wailing saintess. Rolling flames and intense heat enveloped Bai Jingtian.

The total strength is 530,000 horses, and each of these Holy Ointment Army soldiers with burning skulls has a strength of about 100,000 horses!

The miraculous power obtained from Jesus Christ through the inhuman torture of burning at the stake was so immense!

However, Bai Jingtian is undoubtedly stronger than them!

More powerful! And even clearer!

What kind of nonsensical faith could compare to Bai Jingtian's grand ideals and goals?

He would never waver; his only clear objective was to blast away these manifestations of suffering!

"Six Hundred Thousand Horsepower Power - Ice and Snow Explosion Fist!!"

What Bai Jingtian unleashed was the final move of the ultimate martial art "Wind, Fire, Thunder, Lightning, and Snow" created by his grandfather Haihu. After being modified by later generations, this move incorporated the Ice and Snow Explosion Fist of the Imperial Ice Seal Break, making it even more terrifyingly powerful!

As Bai Jingtian's fist landed, the violent magnetic field instantly halted the movement of molecules in the surrounding area...

The extremely low temperature instantly froze the flames of the Holy Anointing Army that had enveloped them!

The flames remained burning, like ferocious beasts baring their fangs, until they, along with their skeletal masters, were frozen into immobile blocks of ice.

After Bai Jingtian's punch, he immediately unleashed his next attack on the Scorching Saintess's body!

Even if she were a woman, Bai Jingtian would never hold back—he would make her understand what gender equality truly means!

"Heaven-Shattering Thunder Blade!!"

With a thunderous roar, his right hand formed a blade, instantly enveloped in dazzling magnetic and electric power... The flashing lightning extended his arm into a forty-meter-long lightning blade, which he then slashed horizontally towards the scorching saintess!

The scorching saint waved her flagpole, and the wailing Joan of Arc unleashed even more engulfing flames...

However, all these flames were easily frozen by the power of the Ice and Snow Explosion Fist before they could get close to Bai Jingtian.

The sword that stretched across the sky severed the banner of the Scorching Saintess in an instant, and then annihilated the skeletal Saintess in the next moment!

"Pathetic and utterly nonsensical!!"

Bai Jingtian roared and continued his relentless attack on the Scorching Holy Mother, who was showering him with countless streams of liquid gold from the sky.

Gold? Damn it, since you're going to offer me such an expensive gift, then I, Bai Jingtian, will return the favor with the same grand gesture!