I'm a magnetic field madman

Until those extraneous thoughts began to burst forth in my mind.

He began to savor it carefully, slowly experiencing every killing he had committed since birth.

Whether it was a powerful foe or something weak, what did it feel like to kill them, no matter what kind of opponent they were?

What does it feel like to defeat them?

It's not long, nor is it numerous. In a space where time doesn't flow, reminiscing about one's life may not really take much time.

Savoring the feeling of each victory, Bai Wujie began to ponder whether those killings and victories were truly indispensable to him.

Yes, it is essential.

No matter how he thought about it, he would always give this answer—killing was an indispensable thing for him; defeating powerful enemies was for survival, while slaughtering those who didn't know anything was for his own pleasure.

He has no regrets about any of his killings or victories, and he would never do anything so pointless as to lay down his sword!

Before him, the countless blood gods' battle postures seemed to have become his every opponent.

Whenever he wanted, the Blood God's form would transform into an even more powerful form, allowing him to experience even greater thrills of killing, and fight against him!

but……

He had begun to lose his joy and felt an immense sense of calm towards the act of killing itself.

I no longer feel anything about playing this meaningless game against the Blood God.

But he will not stop killing, nor will he allow himself to be bound by the rules and cease his killing.

In countless battles against the Blood God, Bai Wujie's soul shattered countless times, experiencing the pain of death and rebirth, returning through his own will to continue the fight.

That's enough, more than enough.

The killing may continue, but he has moved beyond the simple pleasure of freedom that comes from breaking free from pointless rules.

I have given up the pursuit of killing, but I can still pick it up at any time.

Despite countless acts of killing and experiencing pain, Bai Wujie's soul still exists and continues to engage in self-reflection. Amidst those countless sensations of his soul being torn apart, he completed his self-reflection.

He has put some things down, but putting things down also means that he can pick them up again at any time.

But... he has already possessed a more transcendent mind and soul.

Victory and slaughter, these things are no longer important.

Even if he slaughters all life in the universe, so what?

He no longer feels anything about things at this level.

He would no longer feel any joy or sorrow; he had seen through the pleasure inherent in killing, the cycle of life and death.

Is this how the ultimate powerhouse views life and enemies?

Is this the feeling that comes from gradually and completely transcending the category of "human"?

However, he still kept his sole purpose firmly tied to the depths of his heart—to win the ultimate battle of the Martial Gods and become the ultimate supreme being, this single purpose…

It is a relationship that anchors his self so that he will not be scattered with that ultimate power!

boom!

Ultimate power appeared within him as his soul comprehended it... This powerful ultimate power further transformed Bai Wujie's life essence.

Seeing this, Khorne flew into a rage and brandished his demonic sword, trying to interrupt him!

"Stop! Coward! Keep going! Kill!!"

"The law of the jungle is the only law of the universe; the strong must kill all the weak! The final victor will emerge, the sole survivor will be chosen!!"

Khorne would not allow his enemies to leave halfway; he would kill, he would fight, either he would be killed or he would kill his opponent!

This is the essence of Khorne, this is the entirety of this cosmic evil god—no one can deny Khorne or consider his existence narrow-minded... because Khorne himself is a distorted manifestation of the rules of life.

But Bai Wujie no longer cared. His soul had already comprehended the process of breaking and sublimating through constant killing and death with Khorne. With the ascension of his soul, he would go to accept the second trial, allowing his soul to usher in a deeper level of transcendence.

He has completed half of the path to becoming the absolute ultimate powerhouse, and he will complete the remaining half!

Just as Khorne's roaring demonic sword was about to strike, a wicked laugh rang out... accompanied by a warp rift suddenly opening in Khorne's domain.

As the fissure opened, countless "life forms" seeped into Khorne's realm, and through the crack, you could see the ancient garden, a tapestry of decay and renewal, teeming with flies and insects, a testament to countless cycles of decay and rebirth.

That place leads to Nurgle's domain, but now such a rift has appeared here—whoever did it, it's highly unlikely to be Nurgle himself, who is currently under siege.

But it doesn't matter. For Khorne, who is already engrossed in killing, all he needs now is an evenly matched opponent!

"You plague-ridden pig, you're asking for death!"

The enraged Khorne roared as it watched the Nurgle power gradually infect and erode its domain through the rifts, and the demonic sword suddenly slammed down onto the wasteland beneath its feet. In the next instant, it created countless new Khorne armies!

This is the essence of chaos: no matter how many demons you kill, it's meaningless. As long as the evil god exists, these demons are nothing more than ice shards falling from a colossal iceberg to him.

Countless hordes of Khorne's demonic forces surged towards Nurgle's plague demonic army, and faced with the sudden attack from his "brothers," Nurgle could only offer a simple, honest explanation...

"I am not, because I didn't..."

Nothing? It doesn't matter. Khorne doesn't care; he just wants rivers of blood to flow!

Nurgle's forces were significantly weakened by their conflict with Tzeentch and Slaanesh, and this was further compounded by the warp rift that opened directly within Nurgle's territory...

This caused countless scarlet Khorne demons to rush directly into Nurgle's Garden through the rift!

The fact that Nurgle's power crumbled so easily, even though it's currently at a low point, is clearly not normal.

The truth is that a large number of new units have appeared in Khorne's demonic army.

They resembled the demonic army created by Bai Wujie, and similarly, the power they emanated was—

Magnetic field rotation

Without any Grand Magi as their leader, these new Khorne demon armies have demonstrated superior strength compared to other Khorne demons... and these new warrior armies are what they rely on to break through Nurgle's defenses.

Before the real universe even began to tear apart, the subspace was already scarred and torn open by the forces of magnetic fields, and the forces that appeared in the subspace meant that they would eventually appear in the physical universe.

The war between Bai Wujie and Khorne ended without a clear conclusion, but even so, their battle brought Khorne a new seed of power.

Khorne is war itself; every war is a tribute to Khorne.

When the killings of those with strong magnetic fields began in the universe, Khorne had already begun to acquire this new method of warfare.

"Kill! Kill them all!" Khorne roared, commanding his demon army to wage endless war and slaughter!

"Hee hee hee……"

A cunning laugh echoed through the endless warp, and then Tzeentch's demonic army ceased its invasion of Nurgle, abandoning all its territories, and began attacking the rampaging Khorne's army!

The cunning and ever-changing master has already devised countless schemes and plots... and all of these will be applied to the war on their chessboard.

As always, the four things in the warp are still playing their endless great game.

After breaking through the blood sea of ​​terror, Bai Wujie's soul entered that deep purple soul domain without hesitation.

But before entering, Bai Wujie seemed to sense something. He looked towards the other side of the boundless subspace and gently made a few gestures with his hand.

He left some small gifts for his younger brother.

"Oh, darling, you've finally come..."

Then, amidst the slug's panting and loving laughter, he fearlessly stepped into the hazy, purple realm of chaos.

The second trial is love and desire...

46. ​​Unparalleled power, emerge!

Bai Qianshuang was not afraid of death.

He has already died once. In his previous life, he lived a long enough life and experienced everything he was meant to experience.

He had already accepted death once and slept in eternal silence once, so he was not afraid of death coming.

But now, he has been reborn, living a new life in this terrible universe in his brother's body.

Why? Why did my brother do this?

Does he need me to do anything for him?

I don't know, he left nothing behind, he just entrusted this body to his younger brother and dumped this mess on Bai Qianshuang.

As always, a jerk who talks to himself and doesn't care about anyone else!

Bai Qianshuang cursed under his breath. His elder brother had always been like this, always acting like the patriarch, never giving him any excuse or reason to refute!

Bai Qianshuang was already quite adept at dealing with her older brother's behavior—he wouldn't listen to her unless she punched his crazy head.

Having already experienced death once, Bai Qianshuang felt no fear whatsoever even if she had to go through it again.

Yes, he is not afraid.

When her own magnetic field was suppressed, leaving only the power of electric current to flow through her body, Bai Qianshuang could already smell the aura of impending death.

His premonition was indeed very accurate; after being tricked like this, he might really be doomed here.

On the boundless stage before us, sparkling light like diamonds dazzled, and slender dancers draped in seven colors moved with graceful steps.

The Eldar sang their poems to one another, reaping and slaughtering their enemies as they moved through the shadows.

More than half of Bai Qianshuang's Space Marines have been killed or wounded; Guo Zhen and Yin Zhi have died in battle...

Krom and Beoric were rendered immobile, leaving only furious, desperate, and resentful roars...

Freed from his restraints, Jomond charged through the clowns like a wild beast, only to be hunted down... while the two dark angels were caught up in a battle on another street.

They fought in the ruins of Spalos, far from the center of Comoros, where they would certainly receive no support.

Or rather, do they really expect any reinforcements in Comoros?

Bai Qianshuang recalled An Shi's past. Before the gladiatorial combat began, because he wasn't a Space Marine, he wasn't on the gladiatorial stage that night... So he simply killed Evelynn's jailer and released the Tau alien directly.

Will he be able to escape this dark city?

Could he be the only one among their group to survive?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

The cutting and killing continued. Even though Bai Qianshuang's body was strong enough, and he had pushed his electric current propulsion and ultimate realm to the limit, he still could not withstand the clown troupe's encirclement and annihilation.

But he was by no means without any results.

Just like now, his left hand was tightly gripping a Death Jester wielding a Screamer Cannon...

This thing that annoyed him kept ringing the bells hanging on his black trench coat as he moved quickly, driving him crazy.

This morbid and foolish thing even wants to turn Bai Qianshuang's death into some kind of art... otherwise, his move just now could have actually hurt himself.

But now he has been captured by Bai Qianshuang, who has seized his skull-like white mask and held it tightly.

The resentful Death Jester wanted to throw his vortex grenade to kill Bai Qian Shuang... but before he could finish, his head was completely crushed by the grinning Bai Qian Shuang!

"Another pointy-eared girl dead. I wonder if your clown leader can pull her back from Slaanesh's clutches?"

Bai Qianshuang hung the shattered mask on her face, gave an exaggerated salute to the clowns around her, and mocked them maliciously...

The clowns didn't react; they simply and steadfastly continued to play their roles in this Twilight drama.

Their enemy was already at his last gasp; the single-fiber metal wire injected into his body was dissolving his bones and muscles... If it weren't for that special ability, he would have already turned into a pile of mud.

He was indeed very strong, even with his terrifying power restricted...

It is incredible that it can kill people with just the "bioelectricity" in its body.

The Twilight shows, a collaboration between the Frosty Stars and Midnight Mourning theater companies, have lost over a dozen actors so far, but their prey has yet to be captured.

However, it won't be long.

No one can escape West Lego's prophecy; everyone will play their part in this absurd theatrical performance set in the universe, and the discordant notes that break this grand ensemble must be put to rest here!

Bai Qianshuang tried his best to use the electric current to counteract the single-fiber metal wire that had been injected into his body. It was very difficult. He was constantly feeling the excruciating pain of his bones being dissolved, as well as the pain of his body gradually decaying.

And these clowns seem to have brought their drama to its final stage.

The actors who danced with Bai Qianshuang also came out.

The colorful holographic floral dress, adorned with the Joker's Kiss and Joker's Touch, and most importantly, the demonic mask on his face, brimming with brutality and chaos, reflecting Slaanesh's exaggerated androgynous features.

The clown, the most unique actor in a clown troupe, is often also the strongest actor.

Because they were responsible for playing the role of Slaanesh in all the plays rehearsed by the Laughing God.