I'm a magnetic field madman

Daolong trembled, and so did the people watching the live broadcast on their television screens!

They watched the man laughing maniacally on the screen, the man they despised, mocked, and insulted for a year with all sorts of jokes they thought were brilliant.

He just stood there laughing wildly.

Behind him are millions of people easily annihilated by his terrifying power.

Mountains crashed into the earth, destruction swept across the grasslands, and millions of lives were killed before they could even cry out, leaving not even ashes behind, by the terrifying shock and damage.

Devil, demon, serial killer, butcher, tyrant!

No title can adequately describe such a person, but strangely enough, right after the white-haired man did these things, he gained immense respect, unparalleled admiration, and reverence.

As Hell says, people should not be respected. If you respect them, they will only think you are weak and challenge you.

Only by demonstrating invincible power and using the bloodiest results can you prevent them from doubting your strength and questioning your abilities.

Only then will they be obedient and become good people.

This is by no means a good concept of rule, but it is the ruling philosophy of those with a strong magnetic field—pain and bloodshed are a thousand times easier than respect and forbearance!

Moreover, any form of rule always begins with pain and bloodshed.

Only when your people realize that they mean nothing to you will they obey you, accept your rule, and refrain from doing things that are meaningless and will anger you.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the autumn, the politicians who were just engaging in nonviolent non-cooperation with autumn are now changing their attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.

They expressed their unwavering support for the autumn ruler and pledged to dedicate their last breath to the future of the Kingdom of Heaven.

No one would question whether they would not do it.

Because such blatant disobedience and excessive enforcement, which occur in normal human regimes, would never happen here.

As for the possibility of orders from above being maliciously misinterpreted by those below—it cannot be said that this will never happen, but all those who implement regimes will try their best to prevent it from occurring.

Because if they dare to do that, they will definitely die!

And their deaths were extremely tragic!

No law or anything else can help them... because their ruler, the powerful being who controls their magnetic field, will not reason with them or follow any laws.

They are reason! They are law! Their morality is the sole standard by which everything in the Kingdom of Heaven is measured!

If you can't do it, then get out; and those who dare to cause trouble, their fate is already laid out.

Autumn ignored the politicians' attempts to curry favor.

Her beautiful face was only looking at the man laughing wildly, but it seemed as if she could see the bitterness beneath the man's joyful laughter and the... anguish that followed the release of pleasure.

He was not troubled by the rebels who died at his hands, but saddened by the people who were loyal to the Kingdom of Heaven, yet still perished in its aftermath.

This is why the first man wanted to become the leader in the fall.

The First Man doesn't possess the power of Hell, nor can he find an Oga to fight him and let the people know about his astonishing power.

Therefore, he can only, and will only, take action against the rebels.

But no matter what, they were all once people of the Kingdom of Heaven... and they are all things that can give the remaining people of the Kingdom of Heaven a sense of belonging.

Therefore, slaughtering them would leave a huge stain on one's reputation. The rulers of Heaven, especially the heirs of Hell, should not bear such an obligation.

Perhaps the first man had foreseen this outcome a year ago... so he handed over the leadership to Qiu Tian, ​​and he took the blame and stain as the white-haired man.

Of course, some people might think that this is an irresponsible act by the white-haired man, a way for him to be unwilling to bear the stain as a leader.

But Qiu Tian knew perfectly well how much the first man valued the heavenly kingdom left behind by his adoptive father.

Perhaps it is because of this place that they are unwilling to be tainted by excessive stains.

Autumn sighed softly to herself, turned to look at the powerful figures who were hiding their fears, and said calmly…

"From this day forward, I declare that the Kingdom of Heaven will enter a state of true war preparedness. All resources, politics, and business outcomes must serve the purpose of war. Who agrees, and who disagrees?"

There was complete silence, but it was clear that the place had become a one-man show in autumn.

"Very well, then you may leave."

With a soft voice, Autumn dismissed all the politicians. After they left like fleeing dogs, Autumn looked at King Kong, who had remained silent, and asked helplessly...

"Uncle-Master Vajra, what will Master think of what Shou Nan and I have done?"

"I don't know. If we're talking about relationships, your relationship with Shou Nan and my junior brother is much closer than mine," Jin Gang replied calmly.

"But I know one thing: if the same situation were to occur, my junior brother would do no less than Shou Nan. Or rather, if necessary, he would do it even more thoroughly."

Hell is undoubtedly the "philosopher king" among those with strong magnetic fields, but that doesn't mean he's kind or nagging!

On the contrary, whether Hell was once "Black Commander" or when it was building the Heavenly Kingdom, life in Hell was always accompanied by the word "killing"!

Those who do not obey him, who disobey his rule, who defy his commands, who are his enemies, who insult the Kingdom of Heaven—

kill!kill!kill!

The beauty of heaven was born amidst countless deaths, like a towering throne... beneath which lay mountains of all sorts of bones.

King Kong was one of the elders who, together with Hell, built the Kingdom of Heaven. He understood all of this and comprehended everything... He had absolutely no objection to the white-haired man's actions.

Just as he unconditionally trusted Hell in the past, he also unconditionally trusted the First Man, so he would obey Autumn's orders.

"When a person is sick and develops a harmful tumor, the smart thing to do is to remove it."

Looking at Autumn, who was still somewhat lost in thought, King Kong continued...

"In my opinion, Shou Nan and you are too compassionate. If it were Junior Brother, he would probably give up the entire Seventh District of Heaven under such circumstances."

Because a rebellion has broken out there, because it is no longer trustworthy.

For Heaven, which is about to engage in a decisive battle with Blue Dream and the Lion Society, keeping that place would only disperse Heaven's power.

Therefore, in King Kong's view, cleaning up the entire area with overwhelming force was the absolutely correct approach. And from King Kong's perspective, the first man's method was indeed somewhat merciful.

However, considering that Darkness, the true leader of the Seventh District of Heaven, has not expressed any opinion so far, King Kong can understand the First Man's actions.

The millions of people and the army in the Seventh District of Heaven are not important at all; all of them combined are not as big as the problem of darkness.

As long as darkness does not become an enemy of the Kingdom of Heaven, then it is permissible for the First Man to achieve his goals through benevolent means.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master."

After hearing King Kong's words, Qiu Tian's mood improved considerably. She let out a soft sigh, looked at the first man on the screen, and said with a worried expression...

"But it's not over yet. The first man's task... is still one last step away."

……

Heaven's First District

On the site of the former Shaolin Temple on Mount Song in Henan, a huge magnetic field academy has been built.

Today, this place is the most desirable holy site in the entire Kingdom of Heaven.

People then knew that the master of the Magnetic Field Academy, who was also the leader of the First District of Heaven, was a man called the Ultimate Monk, who possessed incredible power.

Or rather, the ultimate boundless skill he passed down has the ability to turn ordinary people into magnetic field powerhouses.

And this is why it has become a place that ordinary people all over the world yearn for and crave.

Those who haven't experienced this era will never understand how powerless and pathetic ordinary people feel when faced with the threat of someone with a strong magnetic field.

No matter how eloquently it's described, this world where the strong rule everything is ultimately a paradise for the powerful.

The weak? They can't control their own destiny here, they can't control anything.

Within this magnificent building, as vast as the Potala Palace, lies an opportunity that can change the fate of ordinary people!

Even the ultimate, boundless skill has very high requirements for ordinary people...

Only one in hundreds or thousands of people can cultivate to the point of mastering the power of electric current... Even so, it is still an unimaginable thing.

The ultimate monk selflessly passed on all that he knew... and in doing so, this unknown monk, who did not pursue power and had never displayed any extraordinary strength, gained countless admirers and followers.

What once stood between ordinary people and those with strong magnetic fields was an insurmountable chasm, but the Ultimate Monk came and opened up a path.

Even though it was narrow and dangerous, what shone through that crack was a ray of hope.

Therefore, at any time, there is an endless stream of visitors in front of the Magnetic Field Academy, forming a seemingly endless queue, waiting for a chance to change their destiny.

But today, an uninvited guest has arrived.

He glanced at the seemingly endless line of people, frowned slightly, picked up his backpack, and quickly made his way to the other side of the mountain.

In this place filled with magnetic field detectors and security robots, the man climbed the vertical mountain wall with a backpack in one hand, and incredibly, he did not use any special strength.

Using only his muscles and skills, he bypassed all the probes and robots, rapidly flipping and soaring upwards on the vertical rock face.

Soon, he arrived at the towering Magnetic Field Academy.

But this was not his destination. He bypassed the sacred place that countless people yearned for and came to an inconspicuous bamboo forest in Songshan.

Here, he sat cross-legged, looked at the unremarkable Buddha statue in front of him, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

Just then, a voice came from the other end of the bamboo forest...

“Amitabha, Brother Tiandao, if you wish to pay your respects to Master, please proceed to the main hall, where Master’s relics are enshrined.”

A calm voice rang out as Tian Dao raised his head, looked at the newcomer, his gaze softening slightly, and calmly said…

"It is enough for me to keep my master in my heart. Relics are nothing more than the remains after cremation."

The newcomer sighed softly, and when he revealed his face, he was none other than the saint worshipped by countless people around the world—the Ultimate Monk!

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93. Senior and junior brothers

Few people know that Lan Daotianwu, who once founded the Blue Dream Organization and dominated the world, once spent a period of time at the Shaolin Temple.

He studied there, learning the power of martial arts, and trying to combine the treasures he gleaned from the ancient wisdom of the Imperial Supreme Book with more modern knowledge...

At that time, Shaolin Temple was the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, comparable to the Absolute Sword Manor created by the later genius Wu Ren.

At that time, Lan Daotianwu was studying under the former abbot of Shaolin Temple. Several years after he left Shaolin Temple and embarked on his own path to power, he brought back a foreign child.

His name is Tiandao.

Lan Daotianwu entrusted the Heavenly Dao to his senior brother, Monk Zhenyan, who was the former abbot of Shaolin Temple and a person who was stronger than Lan Daotianwu in both martial arts and mental state.

Lan Daotianwu was someone who understood earlier than anyone else how much effect the combination of martial arts and magnetic field power could have.

He improved the Imperial Supreme Book, combining books on destiny with martial arts to create this Magnetic Field Divine Skill.

He was the first to explore the idea of ​​combining magnetic field power with ancient secret manuals... and he was also the first to attempt to systematize the "cultivation" of magnetic field power...

Therefore, when facing the Ghost King and the God of War, Lan Daotianwu could easily tear them and their army apart.

Even though Lan Daotianwu ultimately failed to master the magnetic field rotation technique, he can still be considered the undisputed ancestor of magnetic fields.

If these Shaolin monks were to have a magnetic field, wouldn't they become formidable enemies for Lan Daotianwu?

But no matter what, as long as these monks don't understand the rotation of the magnetic field, they won't be his enemies.

That's probably what Lan Daotianwu was thinking at that time... Perhaps it was out of gratitude for his education, or perhaps it wasn't the right time for him to eliminate this threat.

And then? There was no "and then".

Of course, there is no afterlife for the dead.

Lan Daotianwu was a very perceptive person. Compared to his son Lan Meng, Lan Daotianwu was actually quite aware of the hatred that Tiandao and Dongni harbored towards him.

He knew his destiny and told Tony that he was a reincarnation of the Star of Power, warning him not to pursue power that did not belong to him.

He understood that Heaven both hated and loved him, yet still gave him an opportunity to strengthen his own power.

During those ten years at Shaolin Temple, Tiandao learned martial arts and created the Tianwu Killing Fist.

Unfortunately, before he could even make a move, Lando Tianwu died at the hands of Oga. From that moment on, Tiandao lost his way.

Then, when Tiandao visited Shaolin Temple again and met with Abbot Zhenyan, it was when his invincible heart was shattered by Qin Hong, the Wild Leopard.

His master once again showed him the way, enabling him to shatter the bladeless weapon and comprehend the true meaning of victory and defeat.

Today marks his third visit to Shaolin Temple.

But this time, everything has changed.

"At the end of the first month after you left, Senior Brother Tiandao, Master passed away."