I'm a magnetic field madman

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How can we help Po Meng break through to the final realm?

In fact, he had known all along how to break through. Ever since he broke free from his identity as Jesus Christ and regained his memories, he had already realized how to reach the final realm.

However, this "shortcut" is an utter disgrace to Broken Dream!

For him, a believer, this was no less than the ultimate humiliation that Bai Cinan had suffered! And such "humiliation" was something that he, as a believer, had to complete!

Is it difficult? No, it's not difficult.

All you need is one thought, one way of thinking that follows your heart...

It can be accomplished without being humiliated by four gay men hanging in an Amazonian cave for three months.

Wow!! It's so simple. Doesn't Breaking Dreams mean you can become the strongest whenever you want?

No, that's impossible. Sometimes, for the strong, the difficulty of having an idea can be greater than the difficulty of suffering physical humiliation and harm.

For Bai Cinan, was the ultimate humiliation he suffered being raped by a gay man for three months?

No, of course not. Even if the invincible Shiro was just a little devil back then, his temperament wasn't that pathetic and fragile.

What truly broke him was that one look from Lan Tongtong; that blow to his spirit and self-esteem was the real humiliation.

But what was the real humiliation for Broken Dream?

That's of course...

"As a devout believer, he would deny the existence of God."

Inside the movie theater, Da Neng chuckled as he watched Kirei Kotomine place his hand on Broken Dream's face...

"Only by completely denying the existence of gods can he truly achieve his ultimate state! Only by completely facing himself and acknowledging that the voice is not the voice of the Lord can he step into his own ultimate state."

Why? That's because the feeling of being accompanied by the god along the way of Breaking Dreams is essentially Breaking Dreams' own feeling.

His kindness, his compassion, and the wonderful qualities he acquired through education—all of this has absolutely nothing to do with any bullshit God; it's just his own feeling of breaking through the dream.

What is there to speak of innate nature? Whether a person is kind or not can always be guided and determined by their upbringing. While some inherent traits are hard to erase, emotions are never fixed!

The powerful figure himself had a deep understanding of this, not to mention that he himself had personally taught a worthless person to be a discerning judge...

But Broken Dream denied these feelings. His acquired kindness was filled with ignorant faith, and he categorized these feelings as the companionship of God... and then categorized his true nature as simple anger and destructive desire.

From another perspective, he is very similar to Bai Wunan—except that Wunan never separated the two feelings from the realm of self, while Po Meng categorized his kind self as the feeling of a god.

Ah, so Bai Wujie's assessment of him as cowardly was not wrong.

The weakness of others lies in their constant rejection of others, while the weakness of Broken Dream lies in their unwillingness to deny God, thus denying themselves.

Therefore, the only way to break through the ultimate realm of dreams is to deny the existence of God and realize that the good part is actually just his own feeling—only then can he truly unify his thoughts and face himself!

This is a height he could never reach, whether he considered himself a god or created a god himself.

On its own, Po Meng could never escape this path. But in this game orchestrated by a powerful being, Po Meng finally had the chance to transform from a caterpillar into a butterfly.

"Don't disappoint me." The powerful figure raised his glass to Broken Dream, smiling merrily...

Kirei Kotomine took a deep breath and used a Command Seal.

He summoned the only thing he knew related to the Dream Breaker, and that only thing was—the Dream Breaker itself.

It is not Jesus Christ, because that fabricated god is something that even a dreamer would never dare to imagine "possessing"...

At this moment, he would never think about the holy son who had rejected him... Therefore, breaking through the dream of thought was Kirei Kotomine's only choice!

"There is no pain, no sacrifice, no nonsensical biblical stories, only the single good that you do from your own ego."

"Return from death if you still wish to save this world. So, return to yourself from destruction..."

Kirei Kotomine murmured to himself, unsure if he had lost his mind...

Or perhaps he simply wanted to bring his "faith" to a truly perfect end.

"Those believers, those followers, they thanked not Jesus Christ, but you… So, break the dream, Ancestor, yourself—"

"That is your god!"

Just as the broken head of the broken dream was reduced to a single fragment, Kirei Kotomine's words fell—and it was at that very moment!

A dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky!

118. I am God!

Eek!!

When Zu awoke from a moment of extreme pain, he opened his eyes to find himself in a peaceful meadow with blue skies and white clouds!

His strength was still waning, or rather, he was still suffering from the same torment that Shiro Cinan had been relentlessly tormenting him.

"Relax, relax."

A cheerful voice rang in his ears, and Zu turned his head sharply, only to see a mysterious figure of light and shadow, whose appearance he could not make out, appear beside him...

"Hey!! Who are you?!"

The intense pain caused Zu's eyes to turn bloodshot, and under such pain, Zu was clearly not in a state of rationality.

He stared fiercely at the light and shadow, and hissed...

"Me? Strictly speaking, you should call me Master."

The powerful being grinned maliciously as he opened his arms, and just as he said, the Kingdom of Heaven truly descended the next moment!

Countless angels surrounded him, and brilliant holy light shone down from the sky. The famous "Hallelujah" even echoed throughout the space!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah...

"Devil! How dare you blaspheme my Lord!!"

The grand concert was instantly shattered by the dream-breaking. Faced with this thing that dared to blaspheme his gods, the extremely violent Ancestor raised his hand and unleashed a world-saving and demon-slaying fist!

However, no matter how much power he mustered, his fist could not reach the person in front of him!

It's as if there's an infinite distance between you and him, no matter how much effort you put in to move forward, no matter how much you want to get closer—you can't do it in the end.

"You believers are truly strange," the great being sighed.

“When God does not appear before you, you eagerly want to summon him... but when God actually appears, you shout and kill him.”

"Is this your attitude? You believers are all just hypocrites who only pay lip service to something."

The powerful being feignedly wiped away nonexistent tears, then chuckled at the furious, flushed-faced Broken Dream...

How can you assume I am not your god?

"Shut up! My Lord, how could you be such a licentious person!"

"You've never even seen your Lord, so how can you be so sure He isn't a libertine? Is it based on your Bible? Or perhaps on your own ideas?" The powerful figure smirked, speaking in a sarcastic tone...

"So that's how it is. So all the gods in this world must be like the image their followers have of them. Otherwise, how can they be considered worthy gods? Aren't they all just damned devils?"

The powerful man's sarcastic remarks undoubtedly infuriated Po Meng—but he also knew that such a debate would not yield any results.

After a few heavy breaths, Broken Dream quickly recovered from the shock and confusion caused by the extreme pain. After a moment of silence, he spoke to the powerful being…

"I don't know who you are, but please send me back quickly! First Man, and the people of Heaven need me!"

"No rush, no rush."

The powerful being chuckled and waved his hand, conjuring a stone table and two stone chairs. He gestured for Po Meng to sit down, then casually produced a pot of tea, slowly sipping it while laughing…

"Broken Dream, do you have a dream?"

Asking someone named Broken Dream if they have dreams is a question that carries a hint of mockery and nitpicking.

But Po Meng knew he had no choice but to endure it—simply because the other party was far superior to him!

That was a power far more despairing than facing Shiro Cinan, even greater than the gap between him and Oga, the biggest psychological shadow of the broken dream!

Po Meng had no idea where this unknown powerhouse had come from... but he knew that if he wanted to go back and help Shou Nan, he had no choice but to obey.

"My dream is simply to bring peace to the world."

Po Meng sat down and answered in a muffled voice, but his answer was rather cliché...

"Hahaha, world peace? What a common dream, but for upright people like you, it is a timely answer."

The powerful figure smiled slightly, then changed the subject, adding a playful tone...

"But Broken Dream, don't you want everyone in this world to believe in your God? To create a beautiful, peaceful earthly kingdom?"

"No!" Broken Dream answered decisively.

"Such a dream is the greatest blasphemy against the doctrines of the Lord! The Lord's grace is everywhere, and the Lord's light shines throughout the world. To blindly force people to worship Him is the greatest blasphemy against the Lord!"

"Is that so? But that's not what your Bible says." The powerful being chuckled, conjuring a Bible, opening its pages, clearing his throat, and beginning to read aloud in authentic Hebrew…

The Lord said to Moses, “How long will this people despise me? How long will they not believe me when I have performed all these signs among them? I will strike them with a plague, so that they will not inherit the land, and your descendants will become a great nation, stronger than them.”

“Everyone who does not seek the Lord, the God of Israel, whether young or old, male or female, shall be put to death…”

"Bring to me those enemies who do not want me to be their king, and kill them before me!"

"These are nothing but false scriptures used by greedy hypocrites under the guise of divine command!" Broken Dream replied without hesitation.

"The Lord is not such a narrow thing; the Lord's faith is as vast as His mercy!"

"Yes, just like you feel." The powerful figure closed the Bible, a half-smile playing on his lips...

"Broken Dream, you said that the divine sense is always with you, so has the divine sense told you... the taste of death?"

Just as Po Meng was about to speak, the powerful words exploded in his mind like lightning!

The taste of death... This word is like an opening, suddenly unlocking the memories that Broken Dream had shut down due to unbearable pain!

Broken Dream's eyes were blank, his face deathly pale, because of his feelings... because of his memories, everything he recalled was telling him—

He is dead!

She died at the hands of Shiro Cinan!

The overwhelming sense of absurdity and disbelief made Broken Dream lose control, and upon seeing Broken Dream like this, the Great Power laughed wildly for a while, then savored the moment...

"So you've finally remembered that you're a dead person? Then why do you think you, as a dead person, are still here?"

Following Broken Dream's gaze, the powerful figure opened his arms wide, laughing with immense pride and unbridled joy...

"Although I am not the God you believe in, I do possess the power that your Lord has! Yes, I can resurrect you, and I can even grant your wishes—but what exactly are your wishes?"

"Look, if you don't tell me your wish, it will be very difficult for me to grant it..."

Broken Dream's expression shifted several times, a mixture of conflict, pain, and anger! But after a long silence, he gritted his teeth and said through gritted teeth...

"I...want to fight Shiro Cinan again! I want to defeat him! I want to..."

He wanted to say that he was doing it to save the world, because killing something like Shiro Jiro would indeed be a blessing for all mankind!

But could he really say such nonsensical, self-deceiving things here?

Ugh!! I absolutely don't have that kind of shamelessness!

Unable to utter such nonsensical words, and unable to deceive herself, Po Meng's face suddenly turned utterly dejected. It was as if she believed that her own nature was nothing but an incurable thing.

"How about this, I'll give you extra time to think," the powerful being laughed.

"You will be thrown into a war to compete for the chance to fulfill a wish. In return, I will give you a gift, a fun gift."

"Broken Dream, that thing you've always longed for but been limited by your beliefs, I will give you a chance to liberate it. But how you seize it is up to you!"

Having said that, the powerful being waved his hand, and before Po Meng could react to his words, he was suddenly sent away from there.

Before leaving, the powerful being gave him that "gift"!

Is this an opportunity for him to lose his memory and truly become Jesus Christ? Or is it an opportunity for his shattered dream to completely fall into darkness?

No, the gift of the powerful is far more interesting than mere amnesia or mere corruption.

There is no God, no Lord, no God in this world.

As Kirei Kotomine used his Command Seal, a broken soul returned to his shattered body.

But this is not just a simple soul; it is a broken dream that has gone through all of this, experienced the creation of gods, been rejected by the gods who created it, and truly recognized itself, facing everything under the true "gift" of the great power!

At the same time, an incredible magnetic field rotation force reshaped a body based on the primordial spirit!