I'm a magnetic field madman

Finally, the false anchor point was created and transferred to this body the instant the soul entered the warp.

It has absolutely no connection to psychic powers, yet it can resurrect a dead person.

Interestingly, Fabius Bayer, who was taught this technique by the Bloodwalkers, could safely resurrect himself countless times, even arrogantly activating multiple bodies simultaneously. However, even the Dark Eldar, and even the Bloodwalkers themselves, dared not use it so recklessly.

After all, their souls had already been labeled by "His Thirst," and each resurrection would be accompanied by an unstable risk.

Now, many of the Bloodlust lords have deciphered the mysteries of the soul...

However, they saw something in a particular sample that overturned their basic understanding of the soul.

“Even in a single drop of blood, we observed traces that appeared to be related to the flow of the soul.”

The Bloodlust Lord said in a low voice.

"It seems that as soon as we complete the cloning, a complete soul will instantly grow from that body—this is very abnormal, and it even reminds me of the Primarchs."

"He is indeed similar to the Primarch, possessing a unique soul, but—completely different." Lacas nodded in response, slightly satisfied…

The Bloodwalkers' flesh magic is unparalleled throughout the universe, so why have they never tried to clone a human progenitor and do something as audacious as Bayer?

It's very simple, because it's impossible for them to do it.

The Primarch of the Human Empire is not like their crude biological weapon offspring...

When the sorcerer on that throne recreated his "sons," he made a deal with the Four Gods in exchange for some "things" from the warp.

It was around these things that they created the so-called Primarchs—these Primarchs were the biggest problem on the Warp, more so than their power on the material plane.

You can clone their genetic entities, but even Bayer produced a large number of failures before having two successful ones—and unsurprisingly, even his clone, Fuggen, suffered from the same problems he had in the past.

Bayer's ability to clone the Primarch was purely due to incredible luck that even he couldn't understand, and because of this... Bayer never tried to recreate the Emperor's perfect creation again.

Something with such a special "soul" cannot be easily cloned... And in the eyes of these Blood Spirit Lords, Bai Qianshuang, this magnetic field madman, is also the same as the original.

“This body has only one soul, but its master is not here,” Lakat explained slowly.

"And the soul that controls this body in the arena is actually the soul's owner who, through his own thoughts, has completed multiple cultivations of the soul within the body in a way similar to subspace projection... but more inclined towards the material universe."

"After the owner of this body left, one of the souls born from that thought took over the body. The other thoughts lay dormant in every cell of his body."

The Bloodwalker lords exchanged bewildered glances. Such an absurd, even ridiculous, statement... if it hadn't come from Lacas, they would have scoffed at it.

"So, Grandmaster, what is the principle behind it?" A Bloodbringer lord looked at Lacas with eager eyes, asking like a studious student...

"How did he accomplish such an incredible feat of principle... As far as I know, no normal race in the physical universe can do this."

“Yes, of course,” Lacas said quietly.

"Have you forgotten? Where did the consciousness of those stellar vampires come from, and what exactly is their 'soul'?"

The Blood Spirits did not answer, because even they were completely ignorant about the ultimate secrets of their ancient enemy—after all, long before they were born, there had been no trace of the Star Gods in the universe.

"You mean... he's a star god?"

"They merely used similar powers, but their physical structure remains 'similar' to that of humans," Lacas said calmly.

"Alright, the question-asking opportunity is over, time's up, you should leave now."

The expulsion order was issued without mercy, because this public research project was a "gift" granted by Lacas at the strong pleas of these Blood Actors, and their time had come; they should leave.

Despite their burning desires and thirst for knowledge, these Bloodwalkers could only obediently leave this place.

With the example of that unfortunate Biltram, they wouldn't dare to challenge a Grandmaster.

Even so, based on the data collected from the sample study just now, these Bloodlings have already generated a wealth of inspiration!

As he watched the wayward students leave, a strange smile spread across Lacas's face, which was covered by a leather mask. He stood up, turned, and went deeper into the operating room.

Inside a cold, artificial womb, a human-shaped "thing" was sleeping quietly.

As Lacas entered, he opened his eyes and looked at Lacas.

It carries an obvious cruelty and unbridled pleasure.

36. Those without rules

What a peculiar power, what an interesting life! What exactly is the principle behind this force called magnetic field rotation?

Having lived for countless years, Lacas displayed boundless longing and a thirst for knowledge in the face of wondrous experiences and new knowledge that he hadn't encountered in a long time.

And just as he told those good-for-nothing disciples, the life cloned through Bai Qianshuang's blood will give birth to a new "soul".

No, calling that spirit doesn't seem quite right either...

Because these souls strangely lack any subspace projection, just like those "untouchables"—

However, unlike others, their sense of emptiness is not a lack of soul, but rather the inability to explore the location of their soul.

Just like those star gods.

No one knows where the Star God's consciousness is stored.

There is no doubt that these cruel stellar vampires possess their own consciousness and emotions... even to the point of being exceptionally active, to the point that they are terrifyingly evil gods of the physical universe.

But no one knows where the Star God's consciousness and soul are stored...

And in what manner do they wield the living metal bodies forged for them by the fearful dead?

As is well known, the Star Gods cannot enter the Warp, which is why they can never defeat the Ancient Ones in a one-on-one fight.

However, the Ancient Ones could not completely destroy them, because consciousness was unrelated to the Warp, so they had no way to completely annihilate it.

Perhaps only the space necromancer who once truly killed a god knows this secret... but after many years, the only one who knows this ultimate secret is probably the Silent King Szalak who left the Milky Way.

Amazing and fascinating, Lacas became completely obsessed with his cloned work.

Even Lacas, who hadn't felt desire in a long time, suddenly had a strong possessive urge, something that hadn't been seen before.

This research, this secret, this answer will be treasured forever, and will forever belong to me...

The intoxicating, irrational desire quickly vanished, and Lacas's reason returned with astonishing speed...

Especially when the "experimental subject" in front of him was looking at him with that mocking gaze.

"What? You want to clone a few more of my 'friends'? Old Ghost, why don't you just stop now?"

A mocking yet cruel voice, like a cat playing with a mouse, echoed in Lacas's mind—undoubtedly, this was also part of that magnetic field power.

"What kind of force is responsible for the rotation of the magnetic field?"

Lacas was silent for a moment, his sharp fingers tracing the lines of his wrinkled, stitched skin, and he murmured softly…

“Your Primarch is quite interesting, but I think he is someone that I, and even the entire Comoros, cannot afford to offend. Yet the secrets of the universe are so captivating to me…”

"I should destroy you, but I don't want to do it. But I can't create another 'trouble'... I'm so confused..."

"You want magnetic field power? It's simple, just let me out, and I'll let you experience the endless joy of magnetic field power firsthand..."

He grinned maliciously and said, "It's not Bai Qianshuang. The thing cloned from that body is neither Bai Qianshuang nor Bai Wujie!"

Their appearances, body types, and even genes are completely different.

Cloning a completely different thing from a single biological sample... Without a doubt, this guy's skill is a product that subverts the common sense of biology!

Lacas couldn't understand it, but it was precisely because he couldn't understand it that he wanted to unravel it like a madman!

The immeasurable length of his life had long since erased all of Lacus's other pleasures and desires... He didn't even crave the torment of pleasure as much as the other Dark Eldar.

Lacas was acutely aware of just how dangerous what was in front of him was!

Bai Qian Shuang took a drop of blood from him and cloned a completely different person who called himself the Blood Shark King. And undeniably, that incredible magnetic field power also appeared on his body…

Through what means does this power spread?

What methods did they use to manipulate the fundamental laws of the universe?

Countless secrets, countless puzzles that Lacas wanted to solve... and this desire to explore the unknown made Lacas completely ignore the blows and disasters that Comoros might suffer.

He probably didn't care anymore. He had witnessed the decline of the entire Eldar Empire, from the Phoenix King's court to those virgin worlds, even before the Great Fall. Indulgence and pleasure were everywhere, until the birth of the Evil God brought everything back to a pitiful nothingness.

A detached figure, uninvolved in any political struggles in the Comoros, Lacas appears like a terrifying yet aloof sage—

But it is precisely people like him, just like that old prophet, who actually desire more and more than anyone else, and are far more terrifying!

Lacas sealed Blood Shark here, employing numerous techniques to restrict his movements—from the Veil of Zero Thought to the Stasis Field, and then to the Torture Archangel that restricts his mind…

However, he can still make expressions and communicate with Lacas using his incredible power.

What does this mean? It means that even Lacas couldn't completely "collect" him.

This is definitely not good news. When an experimental subject gets out of control and you can't bring him back under control, the most sensible thing for a researcher to do is to destroy him.

But would Lacas be willing to destroy such a precious research specimen?

Absolutely not! Because compared to the desire to explore the unknown, the safety of the Comoros is utterly insignificant!

What is it that you truly crave? Freedom? Power? Or desire?

Faced with his own dangerous experimental subject, Lacas strangely had the idea of ​​having a proper conversation with him.

It seems he simply wanted to understand what an individual with absolute power would do in this chaotic universe.

Lacas has seen many humans in this utterly rotten galaxy.

Most people don't have any ideals or goals at all...

Their lives and goals are simply a matter of the difference between believing in and dedicating themselves to one golden evil god, and believing in and dedicating themselves to four other evil gods.

Individuals with absolute power are almost non-existent in the galaxy today, and even if they do, most of them, like Lacas, have completely disregarded race and the future.

"There aren't that many nonsensical things," Blood Shark scoffed, curling his lip.

"If I escape, the first thing I'll do is kill a few more people! I'm so bored being locked in this jar for so long!"

"There was an indescribable feeling and voice in my head that wanted me to kill more people. But I didn't care if it was a temptation or not, because I could already derive immense pleasure from it."

"I get happiness by slaughtering all of you who make me unhappy, hee hee hee!!"

"Do you worship killing? Or do you find some kind of pleasure in destroying life?" Lacas asked curiously.

If this is true, then these individuals with strong magnetic fields may soon become messengers of Khorne.

"You know nothing! Old ghost, I love life!" Blood Shark laughed maniacally.

"But I know my 'life' might not be real, I might not be the person I remember, or I might really be him—but so what? For someone who loves life, the prerequisite for experiencing joy is not being held back by anyone!"

"People like us are all like this, old ghost! If you want to use my blood to clone more powerful beings, then go ahead... because you'll only find that, in the end, not a single one of the powerful beings with magnetic fields will be willing to follow the so-called rules and constraints!"

"I understand. Things like yours will definitely have a very bad relationship with that witchcraft-infused salted meat." Lacas smiled maliciously.

After all, the human empire always talks about sacrifice, and this pathetic, corpse-like empire can only barely exist by relying on the sacrifice of a large number of humans and the glorification of courage.

Ultimately, however, what sustains this enormous, decaying corpse is still the countless insects on the million planets of the human empire. Some of them rely on that decaying and enormous system of rules to constantly study and use so-called rules to constrain others, and then exploit and enjoy things with a clear conscience.

Throughout the entire human empire, there are far more insectoids like those planetary governors than loyal victims. And which of these lawless lunatics would willingly listen to the orders of a bunch of lousy bureaucrats?

Ha! Isn't it the same for other races? The Eldar are like this, the Titans are like this, and even the Deathbringers have countless rules and mischievous insects.

Even if they've all been to space, even if they've all been galactic overlords, it seems that whenever politics and rule are involved, there are always complicated and disgusting things that people find annoying.

If I had to say, the only ones in the entire universe who fit the thinking of these lunatics are those green-skinned people.

As for chaos... to be honest, these magnetic field lunatics might actually fit the doctrines required by those evil gods...

But their absolute self-centeredness will inevitably make it impossible for them to kneel down to a bunch of dogs who only know how to babble in their heads!

"If all of you magnetic field powerhouses are truly like this, then the universe will definitely be very lively in the future."

Lacas now has something to look forward to—what changes will occur in this stagnant universe, which is constantly heading towards sustainable death, with the addition of such a group of extremely powerful and almost incurable beings, who are also extremely self-centered?

It's as if the Star Gods from the War of Heaven have been brought to this era...

It's like letting things that are potentially more dangerous than the Four Evil Gods compared to real life in the universe run rampant.

Unfortunately, there are no more Ancient Saints, no more Space Necromancers... no more Ancient Spirits, no more Ancient Orks. All the races that participated in the War of Heaven have declined.

And these guys are bound to bring about absolute chaos and change to the entire universe!

Lacas didn't care whether the Dark Eldar could rise to power in that chaotic era; he only felt an unexpected pleasure and an anticipation for the future of the universe—a feeling of anticipation he hadn't experienced in a long time.

A cosmic wasteland era? Thinking about it this way, Lacas actually became more excited and intrigued by the prospect of such a catastrophe.

And who knows, if this magnetic field power could really spread like an infection—

It may not be long before the entire galaxy and even the universe will usher in its "end".