I'm a magnetic field madman

"Quack, Luo Jia, help me!!"

When Mortalian was forced to his knees by Guilliman's Second Reich, and when he realized that his physical form was about to disintegrate, he finally roared at the sky...

Although it was a plea, Mortarion remained as obnoxious and arrogant as ever.

"Heh heh heh, Mortarian, my brother, didn't you say you were enough on your own?"

With a low laugh, a dense, impenetrable shadow appeared out of thin air behind Mortarion...

Immediately afterward, Mortarian felt a tightness all over his body, and the face beneath the respirator instantly understood what Loga was about to do.

"Nonsense... You can't, you fucking can't do this!!"

Mortarian shrieked, but suddenly countless black tentacles burst forth from the shadows, tightly binding the weakened and helpless Mortarian!

"Why not? I not only want to emulate Fugen back then, but I also want to record your pathetic state and send it to every great demon in the Nurgle realm."

From the shadows, Loka let out a low, mocking laugh; clearly, he too loathed Mortarian…

And what is it that he is going to do?

Fugan once deceived Perturab, telling him that there was a weapon called "Angel of Extinction" in the world of Ryderlis, the world of the Old Woman of the Eye of Fear, and then lured him there...

He extracted the essence of Perturabo through something called Moggata Stone and used it to complete his ascension.

But for Luo Jia, he didn't need to go through all that trouble.

Fugan went to great lengths to lure Perturabo to Ryderlis because he needed Eldar Soulstones there as materials to please Slaanesh…

Then, relying on his own Mawgate Stone, he seized Perturabo's Primarch essence and sacrificed it to ascend to demonic power.

Koroga, he had already ascended to demonhood.

He simply needed the Primarchic essence of Mortalian.

In exchange for something simple, Loka was simply using this to make a deal.

Not to any of the four Chaos Gods, but to that new god rising in the warp... that being who doesn't care about any believers and doesn't respond to any summons!

Yes, that new god doesn't care about any faith at all; he can hardly even be called a god.

However, when he fought against Khorne and became entangled with Slaanesh, his pure soul had become one with the Warp.

Therefore, he cannot refuse some of the simple rules of the subspace.

For example, the principle that offering sacrifices will inevitably bring rewards.

Loka, however, was willing to use the essence of Mortalian, the defeated Primarch, to exchange for something simple: power—a practically applied magnetic force!

"Luo Jia, I'm going to kill you!!"

Mortarian screamed madly, but he could not resist being drained of his sacrificial essence by Logar using his most proficient warp evil power!

A tremendous sense of weakness instantly enveloped Mortali. This was not the feeling of instability in reality due to the thinning of warp energy, but rather the intense sorrow brought about by the thinning of his very essence.

"Don't worry, Mortarion, you won't die. You're Nurgle's favorite."

Loka feigned concern for Mortarian, but his actions became even more ruthless...

"You'll simply return to Nurgle's realm to await resurrection, but you might have to stay in his clutches for a very long time, hehehe..."

"Luo Jia, die!"

After confirming that Loja and Mortarian were fighting like dogs, Guilliman, standing nearby, charged in without hesitation!

However, his Second Empire's offensive was actually blocked by the barrier generated by that dark shadow!

Although the psionic barrier composed of countless souls began to shatter with a single punch... it was clear that Guilliman's power was starting to decline!

"Heh heh heh, Guilliman, my brother... or should I greet our charlatan father who's attached to you?"

Feeling the power he gained through Mortarion's sacrifice, Loga became increasingly arrogant and confident... and his figure gradually emerged from the black mist!

He offered up the Primarchic essence from Mortarion as a sacrifice... and the unfinished god gave Logar the response he desired!

A drop of blood fell into that black mist, into the subspace energy that was originally used to shape the physical entity of the demon prince!

However, what appeared was not the form of Luo Jia after his ascension to demonhood; what emerged from the black mist was merely the appearance of a "mortal."

He wore a black priest's robe, was tall but not nearly as tall as Astartes or Primarchs, and had his golden hair tied in a ponytail at the back of his head.

This form was shaped by blood, a gift from Bai Wujie, from the body of a strong person who met Luo Jia's requirements!

"Not bad, this physical form called 'Dreambreaker' feels really good."

Loka felt his own body, feeling the powerful body fed back from the warp, a body that could easily contain even a Primarch!

More importantly, Luo Jia could sense this idea called "Broken Dream." His piety, his faith—aside from worshipping the wrong object—was something Luo Jia simply liked!

But it doesn't matter, because when I, Lojia, control the body, I can bring you someone truly worthy of your faith and following!

Praise the Gods

100. Loka's Victory

"Luo Jia!"

Guilliman let out a roar of hatred and rage through his teeth, and the magnetic force once again formed the posture of two war gods beside him.

But facing these two war gods, Luo Jia didn't care at all... His scarlet eyes looked at the pale-skinned Guilliman with a mocking gaze, tilted his head, and sneered...

“Guilliman, my brother, my father’s model son. Ten thousand years have passed, and you still look so weak, so vulnerable.”

“Even though our hypocritical father cares so much about you, you still look so…weak.”

"Luo Jia, traitor, despicable wretch, vile coward...you deserve to die!!"

The Son of Vengeance roared and charged forward; his condition was very abnormal...

Even Calgary could tell that his father, who was known in legend for his wisdom and composure, was acting very strangely.

Of course, just as Evelyn said.

The power of death could put Guilliman into a cycle of life and death... but the deadly poison left by Fukugan's sword still remained in Guilliman's body.

The Emperor's spiritual power protected his soul and life, but Slaanesh's poison still eroded Guilliman's life and mind.

Moreover, even with the emperor's "transmission of power," this body, weakened for ten thousand years, could not contain too much of that violent magnetic field power.

After all, compared to his brothers, Guilliman was never known for being a strongman.

It's not that he doesn't want to be rational, but that he's unable to be rational.

When Slaanesh's deadly poison constantly interferes with his soul and mind, any lapse in vigilance could lead to chaotic contamination.

The decline in his strength also made Guilliman realize that he didn't have much time left.

We must go all out!!

"750,000 horsepower of power - Ultimate Explosive Fist!!"

Using a move that was completely copied from a madman by the Emperor and given his own name, he threw a punch at Luo Jia!

Although he had never trained to reach the full potential, with the Emperor's help and Guilliman's own powerful mind, he was able to wield this power that could easily shatter a star core...

By focusing it on his fist, he achieved a partial mastery of the complete realm of martial arts!

"What? Guilliman, this is the trick you thought would defeat me? You're just trying to make me laugh!!"

Luo Jia laughed wildly. He followed the instincts of this body, his soul controlling everything in the body to push and unleash that powerful move!

"Eight Hundred Thousand Horsepower Power - World-Saving Demon-Slaying Fist!!"

Even though it is given such a sacred name, this move is incredibly evil and bizarre when it comes from Luo Jia's hands!

The energy emanating from behind him showed no trace of the compassion and determination of Breaking Dreams... instead, it carried immense chaos and malice. The four colors of power seemed to be concentrated on Luo Jia's fist!

Moreover, the complete realm possessed by the body that Lo Jia obtained was so strong, a complete realm etched into his instincts... Even though it was under Lo Jia's control, it was still far superior to Guilliman's short-term comprehension!

boom!!

With a single punch, the Hel Fortress, which covered several mountain peaks, was instantly blasted into the sky by the aftershock of the punch!

And who stands tall amidst countless ruins—

Loka, without a doubt, standing before Guilliman, who was kneeling on the ground, was the Primarch of the Word Bearers—Loka!

When the two punches landed, Luo Jia instantly gained the upper hand.

His victory was due to his power, and his complete mastery of the realm made him even stronger. In fact, even the flow of power he possessed far surpassed that of the sickly, immortal man.

What reason did he have to lose? No, absolutely none, not at all!

break!!

Guilliman's fist was shattered in an instant, and even though cell regeneration allowed him to repair himself, Kroga had undoubtedly gained the upper hand!

Even a fleeting advantage, or a moment of sudden power, can be enough to determine the outcome of any battle.

"What's wrong, Guilliman? Did sleeping for ten thousand years turn you into a spineless wimp?!" Loka laughed wildly.

"If you keep going like this, all you'll end up doing is eating shit!!"

With a burst of laughter, Loka sent Guilliman flying back. The fact that this was done in the blink of an eye already showed that Loka had the upper hand!

How could Loka possibly let this opportunity slip by? His right hand formed a claw, and with an incredibly ruthless motion, he stabbed Guilliman into his chest cavity!

"Guilliman? You can't possibly be this bad at handling this, Father? You can't be the only one you can help him with!!"

Loka laughed wildly, mocking Guilliman and the emperor within him!

"If that's really the case, what right do you have to be the emperor of humanity? You might as well abdicate and die, hahaha!!"

The power was immense, even more so than when I was in the warp!

The power of magnetic fields, which is completely unbound by anyone and uncontrolled by any god, gave Lo Jia endless confidence and ambition!

Emperor? Bah! Just a piece of salted meat!

"Eight hundred thousand bolts of power - Extreme Pain God's Hand!!"

Using a name chosen arbitrarily, Loka is a combination of the power to reduce pain and the Hand of God.

The claws piercing Guilliman's body twisted and contorted his internal organs and bones, inflicting even greater pain!

"!!" The excruciating pain made Guilliman's eyes widen; the combined agony of the Slaanesh poison was something even a Primarch would find unbearable!

If it weren't for the Emperor's blessing and Guilliman's unwavering resolve... all of that just now would have been enough to make him lose his composure and fall flat on his face!

—We can't keep fighting like this. We must seize the opportunity as soon as possible and defeat him here!

Guilliman's thought process was completed in a nanosecond. With his already weakened body, he once again unleashed his killing move!

Second Reich! !

Freed from Loka's restraints, Guilliman immediately unleashed his strongest and final attack.

Then the Lion King and the Angel of War appeared beside him, and together they attacked Loka!

"Wow, is this the invincible God of War from the broken dream memories?"

Luo Jia looked at his brothers who were attacking him with amusement, gathering the strength in his hands, and he was not flustered at all!

Because in Guilliman's final episode, the number of horses had already dropped to 700,000. But Loga's power is far more than just 800,000!

"But even the most powerful techniques are meaningless in the face of absolute power!!"

"Nine Hundred Thousand Horsepower Power - World-Saving Demon-Slaying Fist!!"

Full power! Luo Jia used all his strength, and the punch he unleashed was incredibly powerful and incredibly strong!

Moreover, in places unseen by the physical universe, in that high, supreme heaven…

The cold, golden sun was struggling to hold on as it faced the attack from four different colors!

Loka is a chaotic and undifferentiated demon prince, which prevents him from gaining the favor and power of any chaotic evil god in ordinary times.

Conversely, the state of chaos and indivisibility also means that he has the ability to gain the collective favor of the four gods!

Just like... Horus!

The four forces of subspace evil instantly dispelled Guilliman's imperial protection, and also caused Loja's punch to become much more powerful!

"Cuck!!"

Finally, unable to endure it any longer, when Loka's punch shattered the God of War of the Angel and the Lion King and broke through Guilliman's fist imprint on his chest, Guilliman could no longer bear it!