I'm a magnetic field madman

The heart of a raging storm!!

"Roar!!"

He roared, his eyes bloodshot, and the silver moon mark on his head suddenly shattered like porcelain!

At this very moment, the raging wind, with its immense power and a tormented heart, prepares to unleash its strongest attack!

At this moment, even Bai Jingtian in the sky changed his expression drastically—because the force of the raging wind had begun to seriously affect the earth's magnetic field balance!

Gaia could no longer control the vortex of this power, and the violent magnetic field spread across the world at an extremely fast speed... And at this moment, unimaginable disasters broke out all over the world!

Wherever people live, whether they are in a safe haven or beside a warm fireplace.

In the instant the violent magnetic field swept through, they all lost control of themselves—

A chef who was chopping vegetables suddenly unleashed an attack with the force of over 300,000 horsepower the moment he swung his knife down!

The violent force tore through the outer wall of the shelter in an instant, blasting out a gap over a hundred meters deep!

"Ah, this..."

The dumbfounded chef stared at his palm, not understanding what had happened, but fortunately, he no longer had to think about it.

Uncontrolled magnetic field forces surged into his body, and his untrained physique met its fate of exploding and dying!

boom!

With his explosion, the entire shelter was shattered by the violent magnetic field force—and such tragedies are happening all over the world!

Because the stable magnetic field has been disrupted, the raging Earth's magnetic field is now uncontrollably drawn to those with "talent."

However, the unstable magnetic field force will only cause these people who have never been trained to absorb the magnetic field force without restraint, just like a flood encountering some bottles.

Those with talent explode in an instant, becoming terrifying human bombs!

But that's not the most terrifying part; the violent magnetic field environment is undoubtedly fatal to ordinary people as well.

Some stared blankly at their burning hot hands, while others had already noticed the abnormal arc of electricity in the air...

What did you do? What exactly did you do?

Bai Jingtian felt the strange power binding him. With his abilities, he could instantly force these magnetic forces out—but what about those ordinary people?

"Cuck!"

They screamed in agony as the magnetic field force that had invaded their bodies tore them to shreds in an instant!

Death was constantly surging towards them, even where Bai Jingtian couldn't see it!

Even though he couldn't see it, Bai Jingtian already knew what had happened! Without hesitation, he immediately flew towards Moscow without looking back!

Shouniang watched Bai Jingtian leave, sighing softly at the tragic scene. But this was reality; the world would become like this under the influence of a violent and unrestrained magnetic field.

If their emperor hadn't launched the invasion and hadn't strengthened his own planet with other planets, they would have ended up in the same situation.

So, perhaps they are an absolutely evil bunch... but to their people, they must be saviors!

However, at its core, all of this is ultimately due to these magnetic field martial gods.

And perhaps for the world, for nature, for all things—

The rotation of magnetic fields is the greatest poison in the world.

In a brief moment, the gale below unleashed its most powerful and concentrated ultimate technique!

One of the last attacks he unleashed before his last "death"...

"Eighty-Five Heavens Power - Imperial Supreme, World-Shaking, Unwavering!"

He exhausted his life and his heart in the process. The final move, unleashed by the raging wind, was without regret and was a move that concentrated all his strength!

His life, from being persecuted by his elder brother to wandering the moon, to joining the Silver Moon Faction. He killed his mentor, lost his people, lost his lover, lost his elder brother, lost everything…

All the pain, all the entanglement—how could he say he had no regrets? But it was precisely because of his unwillingness to accept defeat, precisely because of his remorse, that he was determined to unleash this attack—to reclaim all the blows he had ever dealt!

"Eat!"

Without hesitation, he chose to confront Jesus Christ head-on with all his might, but the broken dream suddenly broke free from his control and stood in front of Jesus Christ!

"Run, Master!!" Broken Dream roared, his wings completely shattered by the power of the attack. Even so, this special "God of War" continued to speak to his master.

"You are the savior of the world, you should live, you should go and save humanity! Go, hurry!!"

Po Meng withstood the raging wind's ultimate move, while the greatsword in his hand, burning with holy flames, was rapidly annihilated along with his body by the raging wind's supreme, world-shaking, and unrepentant attack!

For Jesus Christ, who has transcended the dream world and no longer has countless believers to continuously provide him with a source of inspiration.

Once the special "God of War" Broken Dream dies in the outside world, he is truly "dead".

Even if summoned again, what is awakened is nothing more than a simple war god.

Yes, just as Broken Dream said, people like Jesus Christ deserve to live on! This world, so ravaged and devastated, needs him to save it!

He has to do great things; he has to leave, he has to be ruthless, he has to—

"Heavenly Father's Creation Fist!!"

Without any hesitation, Jesus Christ not only did not flee, but instead joined forces with his God of War to meet the raging wind head-on!

"Nonsense—No way! I will not run away, I will not abandon any of my believers!!"

"Devil, go to hell!!"

116. The voice of the Lord, the voice of the patriarchs

When the raging wind unleashed its final attack, and when Jesus Christ refused to abandon his "war god" and charged forward, the outcome was already predetermined.

Above, watching all this from the sky, the First Lady sighed with emotion... perhaps Jesus Christ, such a special "strongman," was an unprecedented and unique example.

Shou Niang still remembers that when Bai Wujie was evaluating all the contestants and selecting his opponents, his evaluation of Po Meng was quite unique.

He is the "greatest" of all the strongmen... but he is also the "weakest" among them.

Po Meng is a kind person at heart, not just because of his faith, but because of his own personality.

His greatness lies in this: while ordinary strongmen might care about ordinary people, which could be considered a form of character assessment, Po Meng could sacrifice himself for the weak without hesitation.

However, his faith led him to a flawed fallacy—that relinquishing power would prevent him from embracing faith, while embracing power would contradict faith.

The nature of magnetic field forces prevented him from changing this paradox... Therefore, deep down, what he longed for was to no longer need to think about this problem, to escape and confront this painful dilemma.

He longed for the gods to truly descend to earth, so that he could entrust all his thoughts to God and do everything for God with a clear conscience.

Essentially, this is a manifestation of the characteristics of a believer in the dream-breaking phenomenon.

Regardless of the religion, its followers share this characteristic—they are unwilling to think or take responsibility, entrusting all problems and difficulties to God.

Religion essentially develops through this method...

By exploiting people's fear of the unknown and the price they would have to pay to seek knowledge, a so-called god was created, and believers were then given all the answers.

Isn't that easy? Believers don't need to explore the answers to questions, they don't need to know why 1+1=2, they don't need to know where the end of the universe is, and they don't need to explore why they exist in the world. All they need to do is say "God created everything, God knows everything" to answer all questions.

Essentially, religion is an organization that provides psychological comfort to lazy people... But it is precisely because it hits the sore spot of humanity that its development has always been so smooth and unshakable, and it still exists even hundreds of thousands of years later.

Because of human development, whether it's civilization or technology, one of the fundamental driving forces is laziness.

That's why Bai Wujie said that Broken Dream is a "cowardly" thing.

When he entrusted all the answers to God, he was destined for his limits. He was unwilling to explore the true meaning of magnetic field power, so magnetic field power would not reward him with real power.

While Po Meng's two "outbursts of madness" seemed to have broken through his limits, he was actually just trapped in another vicious cycle.

He "created" a Jesus Christ in this world... but in reality, it was just a fabrication of his own making, a god he idealized, created by combining his self-sacrificing thoughts with the characteristics of this world.

Therefore, he can comfortably act as the archangel of his own "god".

But look at the present: this Jesus Christ completely ignores Broken Dream's words and stubbornly goes up to fight the raging wind. This is enough to show that Broken Dream is just creating another version of himself.

In reality, his "God of War" was his true form; he simply voluntarily relinquished his physical body to his Hellish God of War...

This resulted in a unique case that is probably unprecedented among all those who cultivate the Hell War God.

It was very interesting, and Bai Wujie found it very creative. But for Po Meng, how could he break through the ultimate realm of magnetic field power by deceiving himself like this?

In another stage of breaking through the dream, when he truly transformed into Jesus Christ and walked the world to save people, was he able to break through to the final realm?

No, that's even more impossible.

It seems that when he was Jesus Christ, he reached a power of 940,000 horses without any obstacles...

However, he was still stuck at the hurdle of confronting his true self and could not truly move forward.

Because he didn't actually become a god; he was just acting according to the remnants of his memory, the descriptions in the so-called "Bible," which he felt were right... He was just a puppet who called himself a god.

What controls this puppet is still his faith, and in this respect alone, he is not even as good as the Holy King of Bright Moon.

At least the Holy King of Bright Moon had always faced his true self. Although his overall cultivation level was somewhat lacking, he was still able to raise his power to 990,000 horsepower later on.

So, what methods can Po Meng use to help him break through to the final realm?

Yes, but for Broken Dream, this idea is nothing short of an ultimate insult!

This is a painful choice, and breaking through dreams to achieve this is incredibly difficult.

But in any case, the focus of the head maiden's work this time will no longer be on breaking dreams.

Below, as Jesus Christ faced the raging wind with unwavering resolve, the shattered dream, which was on the verge of destruction, stabilized the existence of its primordial spirit!

Jesus Christ, who became the most direct target of the gale force... his body began to uncontrollably collapse under the powerful magnetic field force!

Broken Dream looked at the severely injured Holy Son with pain, but he was powerless to push the Holy Son away, nor was he qualified to persuade the Holy Son to give up on himself.

So in the end, am I just a useless failure who accomplishes nothing and can only fail?

"Damn it, shut your mind!"

Jesus Christ amplified his power, letting his own body crumble and disintegrate like dust, and roared at the broken dream...

"You place all your hopes on me, asking me to save the world! To bear suffering! But I am not the Son of God, I am not the son of Mary Magdalene!"

Jesus Christ's sudden declaration not only shattered the dream, but even the First Lady was taken aback.

What's going on? Could it be that the dream is really going to be shattered here...?

“I am not the Holy Son! I am not God! I am your thoughts! I am your desires! I am your feelings! I am…”

"Go to hell!"

The raging wind, disregarding its own shattered body from the burst of power, poured all its strength into its intent to kill Jesus Christ before it, and in that very instant—

Jesus Christ's face shattered instantly, and what was revealed... was the broken dream.

"Devil, I will perish with you!!"

Without hesitation, Jesus Christ pulled into the attack of the raging wind, letting his imperial supreme wisdom pierce his chest, while at the same time, he and Broken Dream punched the raging wind's heart one after the other!

"die!"

boom!

The terrifying force that erupted almost instantly created even deeper debris on the already massive crater-covered remains, forcing even the First Lady to fly upwards to avoid the force of the erupting magnetic field!

But she still rushed to the battlefield immediately—and the result was not beyond their expectations.

The body of the raging wind dissipated and vanished, as did Jesus Christ. The two powerful beings, in their final battle, perished together!

The First Lady sighed with some regret, then took out a dazzling deep purple gem from her bosom.

He placed it in front of the gale, and the dying gale felt his consciousness rapidly blurring before it went black.

"Very good, the primordial spirit has been successfully captured."

The First Lady looked at the shimmering purple gem in her hand and nodded in satisfaction. She then glanced at Jesus Christ, whose eyes were lifeless as he awaited his passing, bowed deeply, and departed…

The moon is still waiting, waiting for her to speed up the process of sending the moon away from this world.

He had no time to waste here, and strangely enough... her bad premonition did not seem to disappear because of the deaths of the two powerful figures.

She dismissed this unnecessary premonition and hurried away, but almost at the same moment she left—

Kirei Kotomine, who peeked out from the edge, walked to the shattered dream that was about to dissipate. Seeing that this great saint was about to leave this world, Kirei Kotomine lowered his eyes and shed a tear.

He wasn't being sarcastic; he was genuinely saddened and regretful about the Lord's impending passing.

Faced with the passing of such a great person, even a nobody like Kirei Kotomine would grieve and shed tears for this great sacrifice.