I'm a magnetic field madman

The appearance of this power is random, but it is highly polluting... Generally, the appearance of one magnetic field power holder will quickly lead to the appearance of another.

This percentage isn't high; it's roughly between one in a million and one in ten million.

To be honest, this rate is quite low, even much lower than that of psionicists.

But the problem is that this power is far more destructive than psionic energy!

Psionicists are a menace, and most naturally awakened psionicists lack the ability to control their powers... so they often end up becoming human bombs themselves.

However, psionicists are also very weak. Except for a very few who are born strong, most psionicists are wiped out by a single burst of explosives.

Moreover, even in the most extreme circumstances, the Empire has plenty of methods to deal with psionicists, and the Assassin's Court has the Churisas assassins who specialize in dealing with psionicists.

Magnetic field power—which is much more stable than psionic energy—won't turn a person into an extremely troublesome bomb... nor does it pose the same danger as psionicists: being devoured by demons and then having their skin replaced.

He is perfect, but it is precisely because he is perfect that he is terrifying.

Fadimas had once made a rough calculation of what would happen if magnetic forces appeared in Terra.

The answer is disastrous—Terra, with its population of hundreds of billions, would produce at least ten thousand individuals with magnetic field abilities, even at the lowest possible frequency.

However, if only one hundred of these ten thousand individuals are selected who possess the strength of two hundred and fifty thousand horses, the problem will become very complicated.

But if it continues to climb upwards, even if it only pulls out a true master...

Oh wow.

We all have weapons of mass destruction, but you can't just throw them at Terra, can you?

Fadix, who realized the problem was serious, had mentioned it at the Highlords Council six months earlier.

However, the conservatives' answers to the Grand Master were ambiguous, or simply their usual procrastination tactics.

In reality, these well-informed individuals are secretly searching for and raising individuals with magnetic field abilities...

They attempted to cultivate powerful magnetic field beings who served their interests as their private army.

Actually, there's nothing wrong with that, but the problem is that they rejected Fadix's plan to use viral bombs to clean up the nest.

Yes, Fadix knew what a cesspool Terra was; he himself had come from that cesspool. Therefore, he knew just how extreme the lunatics that emerged from it would be!

Of the hundreds of billions of people who descend into the nest, out of ten thousand magnetic field experts, at least nine thousand will inevitably recklessly seek revenge and plunder after gaining unimaginable power.

Terra's internal individual defenses are simply insufficient to protect the factions of the nobility and high lords... unless they receive help from the Imperial Guard, but that is clearly impossible.

The Royal Guard had no need to protect the Terran nobility, and even the lives of the High Lords were of no concern to those Gold Corns.

They only care about the palace and the emperor.

The Imperial Guards may leave the palace, but they will never leave to protect them. They are the Emperor's Imperial Guards, not the Empire's!

If they don't kill all those hundreds of billions of people, when the time comes... Fadix can foresee a massive upheaval that will occur in the empire!

The plan was rejected, and Fadix had no choice but to abandon it for the time being. The Assassin's Court had the power to oversee the High Lords' Council, but he was not Vangelich and did not have the ability to act arbitrarily.

He just didn't expect that in just six months, the situation would have deteriorated to such an extent.

"Deploy all the Iversons to those chaotic areas, and the rest to protect the Temple of Assassins."

Upon receiving the communication for the High Lords' emergency meeting, Fadimas immediately put down his work, gave the extremely ruthless orders, and headed towards the High Lords' Council Hall without hesitation.

"This is an outright act of treason!!"

At the Highlords' Council, an enraged Talion gritted his teeth and coldly berated all the Highlords present...

"This is the rebellion that occurred after the Primarchs returned. We should be wary of whether this is a power grab orchestrated by the Primarchs. I suggest that the Astronauts be mobilized immediately to suppress the rebellion and subdue the Primarchs who have arrived."

"Chief, your actions may only be emboldening the traitors."

Cleopatra Ers, the High Lord of the Inquisition, fiddled with the rose rosary in her hand and said softly…

"The immediate priority is to suppress the rebellion on Terra and stabilize the situation at Starlight."

“We are doing our best to maintain stability,” sighed Leopold Frank, the director of the Starlight Academy.

“We have filled the ranks with more than twenty times the number of psionicists we used to have… but the Star Torch’s swaying is still severe, and perhaps we will need to make more sacrifices…”

"How's the situation on Mars?"

"Star communication is disrupted, but the wrath of Om Messiah will surely fall upon the heretics."

The forging general spoke calmly, using a fake puppet.

The high lords spoke one after another, exchanging their interests and expressing an inexplicable, immense confidence in the current situation.

Meanwhile, Fadix, the silent commander of the Imperial Guard, Trajan, stood up and said in a deep voice…

“I think we must immediately stop the spread of that magnetic field force. I suggest restarting the plan I mentioned six months ago.”

“Fadix, you’re going a bit too far,” sighed Sirius, the representative of the court.

"Why wipe out 99% of Terra's population just for a rash, heretical force? When did you become so extreme?"

Fadix narrowed his eyes. Being called an extremist by a member of the Inquisition wasn't what disgusted him the most... but rather the confident words of the Pope Bardos Lester, the head of the State Church.

"Our forces, composed of those redeemers, are more than enough to crush them, even though they are also heretical forces... The equipment we provide and our faith in the God-Emperor are enough to make up for everything."

The Pope's ideas were not actually wrong. With the high lords' resources poured into nurturing him, coupled with the empire's most advanced weaponry...

What reason do those magnetic field powerhouses they cultivated have to lose to wild weaklings?

Just as every rebellion is easily suppressed by the regular army, how can mere unorthodox rebels be compared to the regular army?

"They have failed."

Trajan, who had remained silent until now, spoke up. The Guardian's spirit calmly observed the Pope of the State Church and this group of people who secretly kept magnetic field ability users, his eyes filled with a mocking tone...

"It's obvious you don't understand this power, and the 'regular armies' you've trained have been almost completely wiped out."

Confinement and breeding actually weaken magnetic field forces.

True strength comes from fighting your way out of the weak... and to the strong, the weak are nothing but a bunch of cannon fodder that can be blown up at any time!

"That's absolutely impossible!" Talion retorted, his eyes wide.

“Those rebels are just lowly slaves from the lower lair; how could they possibly defeat us—”

boom!!

An even more terrifying roar resounded in the sky, followed by an emergency communication being established. Admiral Mereday Perez, a high-ranking naval officer, appeared with a grim face at the center of the High Lords' meeting.

His very first words brought a shockwave of bad news to the entire High Lords' Council...

"The Dark Angels' flagship launched a surprise attack on the Solar Navy... The war has begun."

133. The Chaos of Terra - Deteriorating Magnetic Field

The chaos on Terra spread faster than anyone could have imagined. The rebels that emerged from the lower lair toppled the once-solid order of Terra like dominoes.

The order built by those bloated bureaucrats and rigid legal departments collapsed faster than Lego bricks... and the blockade lines maintained by the Terran Astral Army would soon be overrun by the rebels.

Terra has ultimately enjoyed peace for far too long, even though the power of the Solar System surpasses that of the entire Empire…

However, their overly bloated system and the fact that they had not been at war for a long time made them too complacent.

Moreover, they never realized that the light that enveloped them would one day cease its protection.

The faith in the Emperor united the people of the Empire, but it also taught them weakness. Faced with an invincible enemy, they habitually prayed and begged for the Emperor's help.

But the God Emperor is not here.

Tzeentch had already intervened in all of this, causing the light of the Star Torch to flicker and hindering the Emperor's main forces from returning to Terra. During this time lapse, the remaining evil gods, especially Khorne, began their vigorous campaign.

A large number of cultists lurking in the lower lair began to act. They burned, killed, looted, and used the dead and souls to summon evil beings from the warp, spreading pollution with contamination, and creating death with death.

Ultimately, the biggest problem causing Terra's current chaos is not the evil gods, but themselves.

To sum it up in a simple sentence, it is actually—

Everywhere is an enemy, everywhere is a lunatic!

Fadix's prediction about Terra was correct. If less than a billion out of hundreds of billions of people in Terra are treated as human beings, then many of them are filled with resentment and hatred.

After they gained magnetic field power, each of them became a time bomb on Terra.

Faced with the defensive lines maintained by the Astral Army, they would often have their lines torn apart halfway through the rebel assault by a magnetic field user who broke in.

Even those with the ability to propel themselves by electricity possess physical strength and destructive power comparable to Astartes... let alone those with the ability to generate magnetic fields, who were pulled out of the cruel Lower Nest.

They may not have any strong beliefs, but they certainly have a cruel heart and the ability to survive in harsh environments.

And those who possess power must obtain authority commensurate with that power.

If those in power don't give it to them, they'll just steal it!

The missionaries' old rhetoric about sacrificing themselves for the empire has now become utter nonsense...

That kind of nonsense might fool people in other places, but it's completely useless for fooling people in Terra.

The emperor is right in front of them, preventing them from entering the factory before they are ten years old and turning into corpse starch before they are twenty.

They could feel the emperor's aura, but in the end, they still sold their lives to well-off gentlemen.

The place closest to the emperor is precisely the place where the proportion of people who believe in the emperor is the weakest.

Compared to Terra's population of several hundred billion, what is the size of Terra's permanent military force?

Excluding the Solar Navy headquartered on Mars and a series of troops stationed outside Terra's orbit, the number of troops on Terra itself is just around one billion.

This is still a very optimistic estimate. If we include those who are receiving salaries without working and those who are not fully staffed, the number will drop further.

Can this garrison of one billion people contain at least ten thousand magnetic field ability users?

Theoretically it's possible, but in practice it's almost impossible.

War, especially war that takes place in important domestic cities, cannot be compared simply by numbers and the amount of arms on both sides.

The lunatics don't fight the main force at all; they just go and cause chaos in key areas.

As for Astartes? That's an even bigger joke!

The Astartes were originally positioned as a group of special operations forces serving as the spearhead of the Imperial Army. Their forte has always been infiltration and assassination. How could you expect them to be stationed in areas with hundreds of billions of people?

The Imperial Fist forces remaining in Terra simply couldn't do it.

What's more, there are also those chaotic evil gods involved, and a large number of chaotic sects have risen up as a result... Some madmen simply ascended to become Khorne's demon prince on the spot!

And then? Just fucking kill them all!

And who says that madmen only spawn in the middle and lower nests?

The nest is never short of filth and filth, and it's never lacking in environments that breed lunatics.

Chaos is a virus, and a virus that, once it spreads, has no cure whatsoever.

The chaos created by hundreds of billions of people has become a situation that cannot be suppressed by ordinary methods.

Therefore, the Highlords of Terra adopted Fadix's suggestion.

Unfortunately, the virus bombing campaign is over, and those lunatics have already escaped their lair, so they've settled for second best—

A large number of fusion nuclear bombs were launched from the orbital warships toward Terra.

This was not a rational decision; in fact, Fadix strongly opposed using weapons of mass destruction to suppress the rebellion of the magnetic field users. Yet once again, the interest groups among the High Lords rejected the Assassin Grand Master's proposal.

They didn't believe that any rebellion couldn't be suppressed with weapons; as long as the body was eliminated, any problem would cease to exist!

They were targeting some of the worst-affected areas in Terra.

Tashkent, Salvador, Jericho, Novijung (the first city)...

These are all the largest and most populated hive cities on Terra...

But when the fusion nuclear bomb, dragging its flames, exploded inside the hive city amidst industrial toxic gases, even Magnus on the moon could see it clearly.

"Hahaha, it's exploding! It's exploding!!"

Magnus's single eye watched as the white light bulged on the golden planet, and as the cities roared and were destroyed in pure light and flame, and he laughed maniacally...

See that? He accomplished by himself what only Horus could have done back then!

Moreover, he didn't do anything himself; he only needed magic and trickery to make everything go as he wanted!

The Chaos Wizard beside Magnus chanted a blasphemous incantation over loud, blasphemous wrinkles…

The Crimson King, laughing maniacally, drew the souls of the tragically deceased humans into his grand spell.