I'm a magnetic field madman

The Heavenly Dao's expression hardened once more. He stepped forward, subtly standing before the lion, and coldly looked at Hell, saying...

"With me here today, you can forget about your scheme succeeding! Raven will not become a burden to me in your hands!"

"Is that so? That's quite a pleasant way to put it." Hell laughed, his sharp eyes filled with cunning and wisdom...

"Even if that bitch is no longer provoked into launching a reckless challenge against me, do the two of them, Oga and I, really have the confidence to defeat me in a short time?"

This presents another dilemma in the game, as Oga and Tiandao, who are enemies by nature, are destined not to trust each other.

If Hell were to exert pressure on the slightly weaker Heavenly Path, then even if it were to win, Oga would ultimately be able to deal with the severely injured Heavenly Path and Lion!

And the same applies in reverse!

"Both of you are strong and upright individuals, so I have no doubt that you are prepared to fight me to the death. But since you have chosen the path of intrigue, you are destined to be unable to be open and honest in front of me."

Hell looked at the two of them with a mocking gaze, and what he said was incredibly hurtful, yet also incredibly true!

Just as Hell said, they are all strong and upright, they are all aware of the need to fight Hell to the death, and they all have the courage to live in the face of death!

If they were to openly and honestly challenge Hell... then both of them would be formidable opponents in Hell's eyes!

However, they chose to join forces and launch a siege!

This makes them inherently inferior to those in hell!

Oga and Tendou are just going through the motions, not only because they want to, but also because they have no other choice but to.

How could someone who fights with confusion and self-deprecation, who fights with self-doubt, possibly be a match for someone who is destined to die on the road to hell?

"How can a petty, scheming person become a strong person? And when a strong person does things they despise for the sake of a so-called great ideal, how far can their strength go?"

As Hell spoke, a powerful magnetic field and an invincible aura emanated from him!

"And my Hell not only possesses invincible power, but also an invincible state of mind compared to all of you!!"

"You might be right, hell." Heavenly Dao clenched his fists and said in a deep voice...

“Then Oga and I will not continue to gang up on you. Oga and I will take turns attacking you, using a war of attrition to wear you down! And since this is a one-on-one fight, it won't make us feel ashamed of ourselves!”

Roar! !

Accompanied by the surging magnetic field ocean behind the Heavenly Dao, the great white shark amidst the undulating waves let out an angry roar!

And the ultimate power of the Heavenly Dao has now emerged!

Nine hundred and eighty-nine thousand horsepower!

With a power infinitely close to 990,000 horsepower, this is proof of the Heavenly Dao's might! Even without walking the Heavenly Martial Killing Path, even without severing emotions and nature!

Even though he is the Heavenly Dao, he still possesses the strength of the world's strongest being!

"Hahaha, what a shameless excuse! Heavenly Dao, do you know that you are actually the most wavering one among us?"

Hell laughed wildly, looking up at the Heavenly Dao with nothing but intense mockery in its eyes...

"Is your Heavenly Martial Killing Path right or wrong? Should you take another path? You are questioning yourself, so in my eyes, you are not a great white shark at all."

"You're nothing but a fucking goldfish!"

"Say what you will, but when I tear you to shreds, we'll see if you can still utter a word!" Heavenly Dao said coldly.

"So why would I care about you two idiots? Oga, you come at me too!"

Hell drew his sword, looked at Oga who had been silently waiting beside him, and laughed wildly with glee...

"Hell, you're courting death."

Faced with Hell's challenge, Oga's eyes gradually turned cold—because Hell had already issued the challenge, and under such circumstances... Oga's mindset would no longer be so restrained in participating!

"Yes, come on then! A little goldfish, a female dog, and a nagging whale—what do I, in hell, have to fear?"

Hell grinned menacingly, its malevolent aura chilling, filled with murderous intent...

"Ready to go to hell?"

Without further hesitation, since Hell had already issued such a humiliating challenge, how could the three powerful figures possibly back down?

"Ninety-eight hundred and eighty-nine thousand bolts of power - Divine Thunderclap!!"

The Heavenly Dao was the first to approach, its hands crackling with terrifying lightning, and it reached straight for the top of Hell's head!

"Ninety-seven thousand horsepower of power - Peerless Lion Fist!"

The lion followed closely behind, but since he could no longer act like a brute, he did not foolishly confront Hell head-on. Instead, he followed behind Heaven, choosing to seize the opportunity to strike Hell's weaknesses!

And finally, and most terrifyingly, was Oga's punch that went straight for the heart of hell!

"Ninety-nine thousand horsepower of power - Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist!!"

The three powerful figures then displayed an attack style that was completely different from what they had shown at the beginning.

While it cannot be said that they have truly achieved a unified cooperation, they have absolutely blocked all possible escape routes from hell!

Does this mean that hell is a place of ugliness?

No, the next moment, he roared and, in a frenzy, shattered the Hell Swords in both his hands!

Having abandoned its strongest move, what exactly is Hell trying to do?

The strange behavior was astonishing, but an incomparably domineering aura appeared on Hell! Following closely behind, two figures emerged from behind Hell!

God of War! Ghost King!

Two figures who should have been dead long ago! Two people who should have died more than a decade ago, and now they appear behind Hell and attack the powerful figures!

67. A conversation between brothers

While war raged outside, another place, the battlefield specially set aside for the three brothers to fight, was also doing its own thing.

In front of the Moon Tiger Moon-Gazing Eye Stone Statue

The first and second sons, who had been thrown here by the rift, had barely settled down when Wu Nan casually walked out and looked at his two elder brothers, saying indifferently...

"Eldest brother, second brother, this is the place where we brothers can clear things up and settle our grudges. Don't even think about leaving before the problem is resolved, because you two simply can't do it."

Yes, the first man could also feel it after stepping onto the moon...

The impact of the magnetic field force within his body being forced out is greatly reduced.

Let alone leaving the moon, he couldn't even "fly" using the magnetic field, let alone escape the gravity of this modified moon and head to Earth.

"Young man, why did you do this?"

The eldest son remained remarkably calm, simply looking at his third brother and asking in a deep voice, while the martial man merely shook his head and said calmly…

“Brother, as I’ve said before, this is the place where we brothers settle our scores and clear up our grudges. I know you want to help your godfather, but you can’t help the senior in Hell.”

"Furthermore, we need an environment free from outside interference, a place where only our 'family' can explain everything, without any external interference."

"Nonsense! Bai Wunan, aren't you supposed to be neutral with your adoptive father?"

Bai Cinan interrupted Wu Nan, who was already filled with resentment. He looked at his third brother and shouted, "What do you mean, 'I'm filled with resentment'?"

"Neutral? Of course I am neutral. Neither my godfather nor I will fight for your so-called bullshit power."

Wu Nan frowned as he looked at the second man and said in a deep voice...

“Second brother, I consider myself neutral once I've achieved this. But even as a neutral brother, I am still your younger brother, and I still have the task Father entrusted to me—to mediate the conflict between us brothers!”

"Eldest brother, second brother, tell me right in front of Father and Mother! Do you really have to fight like dogs, to the death?"

"..." The second man's expression calmed down a bit. Perhaps because he was really in front of Haihu, he slightly toned down his arrogant attitude and simply said coldly...

"It was the white-haired man who betrayed us! He betrayed us by acknowledging a traitor as his father, rebelled against the Lion Society and against my godfather. He is the one who created the situation where we brothers must kill each other!"

Wu Nan didn't speak, but looked at Shou Nan, who simply replied calmly...

"Hell is my adoptive father. I would never betray him! I, Baishou Nan, would never do such a despicable thing as kicking someone when they're down for the sake of so-called power or even for those who have treated me well by blood!"

A gentle breeze blew by, as if Haihu and Guanyue Tong had actually heard the two brothers' conversation and were responding in some way.

Wu Nan pondered for a moment, then said softly...

"Second brother, you're not telling the truth."

The second man's expression changed, but before he could explode in anger, Wu Nan continued...

“Second brother, you said you wanted to fight eldest brother for Uncle Lion. That’s not wrong. If that’s the case, it’s perfectly reasonable for you to fight eldest brother or even kill him. No one can criticize you for that.”

"But what you're doing, is it out of love for Uncle Raven? Or is it for your lust for world domination? Or perhaps..."

Wu Nan paused, then said in a deep voice...

"You just want to become your master, a powerful figure like the Great White Shark Heavenly Dao in your mind, just to please your master?"

Wu Nan's words struck at the heart, causing the second son's expression to change even more.

The saying goes, "Don't insult someone by revealing their weaknesses." The most damaging way to insult someone is never by repeatedly using a few dirty words to insult and repeat them. The most powerful insult is always directed at what the other person is thinking!

"If you want to fight, then fight! Damn it, Bai Wunan, why all this nonsense!"

Shiro's hands crackled with electricity as he growled furiously...

"You've always been on the white-haired man's side!"

However, Bai Cinan himself knew that he was provoked by such a simple sentence from his younger brother and reacted so strongly. Was that really what he was thinking?

"Second brother, you must first understand that if I were on the eldest brother's side, I wouldn't be following our godfather." Bai Wunan looked calmly at his second brother and said lightly...

“I never even thought about vying for power with you. I have been trying to find an opportunity to mend the irreconcilable conflict between you and my elder brother.”

“You are all born kings, a prophecy made for you by your father and mother before you were even born. But I am different; I don't have such a great destiny, so I have always tried my best to prevent my brothers from going down the worst path…”

At this point, Wu Nan looked at the head man and said softly...

“Eldest brother, you are not a power-hungry person. You should have yielded to second brother. But you chose hell. It was your choice that made the conflict between us brothers irreparable.”

“This may not be something you can decide, but Second Brother is right about this. It was you, Eldest Brother, who chose hell. You chose to go against the destiny that Father arranged for you, so struggle is inevitable.”

The struggle between the first and second sons is perhaps an unavoidable fate; it is not predetermined by birth, but rather an inevitable result of many choices made later in life.

If the eldest son remains with the Lions Club, then he and the second son will never have a power struggle.

Perhaps the second son craves power, but the eldest son's personality dictates that he will only give power to his younger brother.

Conflict may be inevitable, but it is certainly possible to prevent the situation from escalating to the point where each side fights to the death for power.

But the first man chose hell, a hell from which he was destined to be inevitably drawn.

Because the chief man is so loyal and righteous, and how can a loyal and righteous man who doesn't value power give up the hell that he is destined to be besieged by others?

The second man was right; it was the first man's decision to deviate from Haihu's that led to the current situation, and Bai Wunan had no right to criticize him.

Personal choices are never something anyone can criticize, and no one can say that the first man made a mistake. But fate is like that, pushing an individual's character to this point and gradually leading events toward a predetermined outcome.

How to solve this problem? Wu Nan didn't know; he really didn't know.

Only now, with things having developed to this point, does Wu Nan perhaps realize, with a sense of desolation, a truth.

Even with their own existence, it seems that the fact remains that brothers born to be emperors are destined to fight each other.

As for Shou Nan, he didn't seem to have any intention of wasting any more time with Wu Nan.

"Wu Nan, let us go back," the first man said in a deep voice.

“My godfather needs me, as you’ve seen. The second son is a completely unreasonable guy. Wu Nan, why waste our time?”

"How many times has this happened? Every time I try to communicate with you, you give me this kind of response."

Bai Wunan sighed softly, but his gaze remained unwavering...

"But not this time. We brothers must clarify some things this time, so—"

Bai Wunan suddenly raised the cloak on his back, and at the same time, a sharp divine weapon appeared in his palm!

That was a sharp samurai sword, with a golden hilt, a dark blue handle, and a blade that was so sharp it seemed it could cut through space!

"I once heard my godfather say that the best form of psychological therapy is for both parties to have a fight. So, since you want it, let's do it this way!"

Bai Wunan drew his sword from his robes and spoke in a sorrowful yet undeniably domineering voice...

"Big brother, second brother, if you want to leave here, then try to bomb me down!!"

Wu Nan's fingers traced the sharp blade as he whispered...

"This sword of mine is called Yama, and it is the sharpest of all the weapons I have collected... And you two, be careful!"