I'm a magnetic field madman

Nine hundred and fifty thousand horsepower—absolutely powerful, absolutely domineering! A merciless strike is enough to easily destroy Macragge, fucking easily destroy it!

And what about Angron? He stretched out his hand and conjured his black sword, absorbing and feeling the pain and loss he had once experienced.

Those appalling scenes only fueled Angron's arrogant laughter. So, he immediately condensed his black sword, channeling his strongest power into it!

"Wow, 950,000 horsepower. How powerful! Is this the strongest power that body of yours—that powerful being named Dreambreaker—can unleash?"

"But have you truly grasped its essence, truly understood the philosophy of breaking dreams, and truly integrated yourself into the life of this believer?"

Luo Jia roared, refusing to answer!

Just as he disdained to learn about the life of this foolish believer called Broken Dream!

He is the Primarch, a future god. Why should he bother to understand the insignificant, brief, and meaningless life of a mortal?

“Is that so? What a pity. Luo Jia, you not only don’t understand chaos, you don’t understand magnetic field power either… you don’t even know that bastard.”

Angron grinned maliciously, his black sword wreathed in the light of lightning, which was undoubtedly the purest form of antimatter!

But the antimatter power on it is ten times stronger or even greater than what Angron once comprehended!

Because this is not his power, it is the power of the giant shark!

But Angron didn't care, because he had experienced the life of the giant shark; Angron's life was intertwined with the giant shark's life, and vice versa.

Even though this is exactly what that bastard wanted to see, so be it, because that's what Angron wanted to achieve too!

Having tasted the sorrow and pain of helplessness, this time, he is going to do whatever he wants—slay!

"Ninety-three thousand bolts of power - Divine Thunderclap x12!!"

"Luo Jia, then lose!"

104. Angron's Victory

Nine hundred and fifty thousand horsepower is undoubtedly stronger than ninety-three thousand horsepower.

Even a difference of just two horses means a world of difference! But even so, what will be the outcome of the battle when Angron goes all out and attacks in the form of a giant god?

That is of course--

Angron, fucking absolute victory!

"Cuck!"

With the power of 950,000 horses, the combined assistance of the four gods, all their attention, and their complete mastery, this was the strongest attack that Luo Jia could unleash!

But the moment it touched Angron's sword—it was broken!

It's been completely ruined by that damn thing!

The twelve divine lightning bolts wrapped around the black sword, instantly shattering Luo Jia's full-force attack and causing his body to shatter like a porcelain doll!

Moreover, the rampant magnetic field forces coiled like snakes around all the orbital defense devices outside Macragge. Those star fortresses that were either destroyed or captured, those refined gold and billions of tons of matter that could withstand the temperature of a star's blazing sun, were annihilated to the atomic level in an instant!

But that wasn't the end of it; those Divine Thunderbolts that had breached Luo Jia's defenses still lingered...

The terrifying antimatter energy surged towards the star where Macurag's star system was located.

They frantically attacked the eternal, blazing sun that had existed for billions of years!

The raging antimatter forces, like their master, were frantically and unrestrainedly trying to tear apart the blazing sun.

But even this power is not enough to destroy an ancient star!

Although not enough to destroy it, the terrifying antimatter energy slithered into the star like a snake... instantly causing the massive plasma to burst into a dazzling light, creating a brilliant flare and unleashing an incredibly violent solar storm!

Enhanced electromagnetic radiation, high-energy charged particle streams, and plasma clouds...

The energy flow emanating from the sun, stretching for millions of kilometers, made it appear as if countless tongues of fire were rising from the entire surface of the sun!

Immediately afterwards, a violent jet of matter and energy shot straight to Macurag, easily piercing the planet's magnetic field, and then passing through the ionosphere and atmosphere...

The electromagnetic pulse, amplified billions of times, instantly destroyed all the still-functioning electronic components on the planet Macurag!

Moreover, the energy impact of this extremely amplified electromagnetic pulse and solar flare is almost visible—

The dark clouds that had enveloped Macurag were instantly dispelled, but what followed was a rapid rise in surface temperature, like an oven.

Quack!!

Whether it was the human army struggling to hold out in the bunkers or the believers who had fallen into chaos, they all felt the rapid rise in the surrounding temperature, the increase in the ground temperature... and the unbearable discomfort of being in an oven under the ruins of their technological equipment.

The rapidly rising temperature, in a sense, exacerbated the rampant spread of the plague on Macurag...

However, it also killed the activity of some viruses that could have spread in the relatively cold environment of Makula.

With just the power of a single strike, the aftershocks of Angron's attack completely rewrote the ecological environment of Macragge!

And perhaps, in this unintentional and casual "aftermath," Angron had already indirectly killed millions of people.

Looking down over the land of Macuragh, Angron seemed to be able to hear and feel the moments when life was lost.

"Well……"

He let out a long breath, feeling in the cold space the power to decide the death of countless lives with his own strength... He knew that with just one attack from him, the entire Macragge would completely disintegrate!

Would he do that? Does he want to do that?

Yes, if it were a giant shark, he would definitely do it!

If Macragge displeases him, because if the Great Shark has experienced everything that happened in Angron... then he will not hesitate to embark on the path of slaughtering the entire people of the Empire!

Because if the Emperor made him feel oppressed and betrayed, then such a petty person as the Great Shark, such a colossal giant who loved life so much...

They would not hesitate to extend their revenge to the people of the entire empire!

He will spare no effort to slaughter the people on every planet, using their deaths to gain revenge and unrestrained pleasure!

Is it stingy? Perhaps it is, but that's how a giant shark operates!

If I possess unparalleled, earth-shattering power and still cannot do as I please, then wouldn't this power be as good as non-existent?

"Can you feel it? Luo Jia, can you feel how I'm feeling right now?"

Angron closed his eyes, embraced the earth, looked at the shattered body of Lojia, and laughed happily…

"I have achieved true freedom, fucking unparalleled freedom—I can even crush this planet, Guilliman's world, and the human world if I so choose!"

"So you're happy now? Satisfied?"

Lojia struggled to maintain the body from complete disintegration through cellular recombination, and growled at Angron...

"No, no, no, no, Luo Jia, you still don't understand."

Angron slowly shook his head. Then, the dark, thorn-like battle markings on his head slowly faded away, and at the same time, that astonishing power left his body.

This was a choice he made voluntarily.

“I am Angron, not some giant shark king.”

He looked at Luo Jia and said, word by word…

"Be yourself, that's the most basic definition of freedom—Loga, you think he's a god, and maybe you're not wrong, but you never understand what kind of thing he is."

"I don't know, and I don't need to know!"

Lo Jia roared, and cell regeneration restored his nearly broken body. His strength dropped by 50,000 horsepower... but it was still higher than Angron's strength, which was now only 750,000 horsepower!

He was filled with murderous intent, all traces of his brotherhood with Angron gone. He felt only the humiliation and rage of a believer and a powerful figure!

"But compared to this power, everything is illusory! Angron, you gave up a chance to defeat me, and you will never have a second chance!"

Having said that, Loja roared and charged towards Angron!

But this time, Luo Jia's hopes are destined to be dashed once again...

Angron neither dodged nor avoided, calmly looking at Lojia, because he already knew that he had won—an undeniable victory!

Sure enough, the moment Luo Jia gathered his strength, his expression suddenly changed drastically. Then, without hesitation, he punched himself squarely in the chest!

"Quack, what, what did you do?!"

Luo Jia roared in horror, but what had happened?

Why did he suddenly start self-harming?

"Demon, you are not worthy to talk about faith, you are not worthy to use my body!!"

Lorga suddenly unleashed a furious roar, but this was clearly not directed at Angron; it was a roar directed at Lorga himself…

Or rather—this is the will to shatter dreams' disdain and anger towards this false believer.

"You look down on the will of these strong people. Yes, they may be a fraction of our age and their experience may be far less than ours... but the strength of one's will is never determined by experience."

Angron slung the black sword over his shoulder, stared intently at Lojia, and said softly with piercing eyes…

Just as the increase of age can only strengthen simple experiences, the steadfastness of will, like wisdom, cannot be replaced by mere age.

Angron knew perfectly well that he could not replace the will of the Great Shark King. In fact, if he were to merge with the Great Shark King, would the result be a Great Shark or Angron?

Yes, having experienced the life of the giant shark, Angron only needs one thought to merge with him and obtain his power and the Heavenly Martial Killing Path.

But Angron knew that after the fusion, he would no longer be Angron.

Ultimately, when it comes to the strength of will, Angron, who was nothing more than a slave his entire life...

How can it compare to the mighty shark king who possesses the ambition to single-handedly defeat the entire world?

Angron relinquished his power and chose his true self. But Logar, unwilling to relinquish his power, insisted on using it.

Now, however, comes the moment when the dream turns back on you.

Anglong looked up at the sky; this was undoubtedly a trap planted by Bai Wujie. Perhaps for amusement, or perhaps because he believed that cowardly trash was unworthy of bearing the power of the strong, he deliberately set up this situation.

As for Lojia and Angron, they are not qualified to swallow the will of Broken Dream and Giant Shark, and Lojia is now deeply entangled in it.

"Quack!! Stop it, you fucking stop it!!"

Loka roared shrilly, but the soul belonging to the Demon Primarch was being brutally beaten by the soul of the Dreambreaker.

In that instant of fusion, Luo Jia learned about Po Meng's life, and Po Meng also gained Luo Jia's memories—and Po Meng's only assessment of this guy was...

"You ignorant, cowardly, and fickle pseudo-believer, then die!!"

"God asked you to sacrifice yourself, but you chose to disobey God. What kind of devout believer are you? Damn it, you dare to call yourself Abraham!"

He was filled with rage and utter disgust. The broken dream of worshipping God and insisting on bringing kindness to the world was so filled with such loathing for Luo Jia. In the battle of consciousness, he completely suppressed Luo Jia, forcing him to his knees!

The excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart and the magnetic field disorder caused by his body's lack of cooperation directly caused Logar to fall into the atmosphere of Macurag, with Angron following closely behind.

After crashing through the highest peak of Makula, the tormented Loka plunged headlong into the melting snow and ice, convulsing in agony as the waves of his soul struggled and shattered.

Angron stood silently beside Lorga without saying a word, and then—raised his black sword.

He wanted to give Luo Jia a quick death and also give him a chance to be reborn.

Even if he returns to chaos and becomes his enemy, but—

This is what Angron returned to Loga!

105. When faced with the Emperor possessing Guilliman, Angron proposed the following conditions...

Are the Primitive Genes the ultimate life forms that are immortal?

Many people may hold this wrong view, but the reality is not so.

Primarchs can be killed physically; even a mortal wielding a weapon like the Phase Sword has the potential to kill a Primarch.

After all, Koz, who wanted to die, was beheaded by an assassin using a phase sword.

Primarchs' bodies also age. Perturabo was hit by Hrud's entropy weapon during the Great Crusade... and although it only added a few wrinkles to his face, he still aged.

Even Leon Johnson, the lion king who slept on the giant rock for ten thousand years, became an "old man" after he awoke, his body slowed down, and his senses and everything else were much worse than before.

Of course, this aging process is also reversible.

Unlike humans, whose lifespans don't naturally end due to the Hayflick limit after reaching their cell division limit... With proper adjustments, rejuvenation is a simple matter for Primarchs.

But this also proves that the mortal body of the Primarch is not the body of a "demigod" as the state religion has claimed.

Compared to the physical body, the soul of the Primarch is much more difficult to destroy.

If only their physical bodies are killed, like Feralus, the Primarch of the Iron Hand, their souls can still return to the Golden Throne and become part of the Cursed Legion.