I'm a magnetic field madman

Leon roared, unleashing his full power to unleash his magnetic field strength—999,999 horsepower!

In addition, the psionic manifestation of his original nature attempted to balance the two forces and force the singularity to close!

But he couldn't do it! The twisted singularity generated by the ether phase engine was too enormous—the strength of the bridge connecting the two worlds, and the twisting force that bore the world's correction, caused Leon to explode like a blood mist in an instant!

"No one can stop the calamity from ascending!!" Peturabo roared.

"The sheer size of the virtual realm and reality is beyond our capacity to bear! Just wait, it will utterly destroy us, turning the existence of everything into a transmission of information! No one can stop us, no one can stop the purification of the world!"

Koz remained silent, but the mad Midnight Ghost must have been thinking to Peturabo, "You're too extreme—he really is more like a madman than himself."

Leon instantly recovered through cellular recombination; Peturabo was right…

He alone could no longer stop the Ether Phase Engine from forcibly tearing the two worlds apart.

What should he do? Father, tell me what to do? How can I stop the world from going to extinction?

Leon, you can't lose like this! There's still time. Use your mind to think about what you should do!

Thoughts, activated in a fraction of a second. The Primarch, who had vowed to make humanity great again and to complete the Great Crusade, pondered this final possibility.

Suddenly, he let go of his hands.

He released his grip in front of the Ether Phase Engine, which was about to be fully activated.

Has he already given up? Has the mighty lion already decided that he has lost and is unable to correct all these mistakes?

Whatever the case, it has already started—the engine of destruction has begun to turn.

Is the world destined to be buried in these waves of destruction?

178. Endless Primarch

Morality and strength, life and dignity, loyalty and reward...

What kind of person am I, Leon Al Johnson?

I believe I am incredibly powerful, therefore I must shoulder a great deal of responsibility and obligation—the strong must protect the weak, the strong must go further; this is an honor, but even more so, a responsibility.

This is the education I received from childhood, but despite my knightly facade... I am still, in essence, that child who wandered the forests of Caliban, raised by wild beasts.

I actually hate all of this. Whether it's taking on responsibility or accepting honors, those heavy burdens weighing on my shoulders don't bring me any joy.

But when all the consequences were presented to me, I told myself that I had to take responsibility.

A beast in the guise of a knight, a mortal bound by responsibility... I always end up making the wrong choices time and time again.

Perhaps I am just an ordinary person, perhaps I have nothing extraordinary about me.

Perhaps that's just how it is...

But whatever the case, the Empire needs me now, and humanity needs me to make a judgment. Whether he succeeds or not, whether he is right or wrong, I must do it without regret!

I'm in Caliban just like I'm in Terra! Instead of discussing the consequences of failure, let's just keep going!

The Ether Phase Engine was activated at full capacity, and in an instant, the gap between the virtual realm and the physical universe was completely torn open!

Before that darkness that was about to expand infinitely, beyond that boundary line, at the end of that matter—

Leon saw the truth of the world.

He saw the gods behind the celestial canopy, and he saw countless thrones within the enormous palace in that illusory realm.

Each throne is occupied by a being, or a great deity—but some are now forever silent, merely corpses on the throne, while others are just clinging to life on the throne.

They were the gods of the past, deities belonging to many races in an era before the birth of humankind!

Regardless of their past, present, or future, the one thing these once-existing deities have in common is—

They gathered around a long table called Reality, enjoying a feast called Soul and Life.

Leon's gaze was inevitably drawn to the four largest thrones—they occupied almost the entire space of the Void Realm.

He saw the controller of love and desire, the youngest of them all, sitting on his own throne, manipulating the emotions of all beings in the universe.

He saw the master of the cycle of life and death, the eldest of them, sitting on the same throne as her, controlling the cycle of life and death in the universe.

He saw the master of natural selection, the most cruel one, standing on his skeletal throne, deciding the survival of the fittest in all things.

He saw the master of change, the most cunning of all, laughing on his crystal throne, setting the stage for a grand symphony of change.

These are the Four Chaos Gods, four evil gods that humans loathe and fear.

In truth, what evil can there be? Their true form is always a reflection of the appearance of all beings in the universe. The so-called soul is merely a term—gods are the collection of thoughts and souls.

Their appearance is the appearance of all beings in the Milky Way; their wickedness is merely a reflection of the wickedness of all beings in the Milky Way.

The moment Leon saw them, they also saw him...

"You possess a strong sense of self and passion, and I grant you permission to accept my love!"

The master of love and desire laughed and said, "He showered Leon with pink light, granting him the power of emotion..."

“You have the wisdom to see through the end of this crisis, so I allow you to accept my wisdom.”

The one who made the decision for change spoke wise words, bestowing upon Leon a reward for his insightful wisdom…

"You possess the compassion to save lives, so your grandparents have decided to give you the blessing of life!"

The master of life revealed a kind smile and bestowed upon Leon the precious gift of life...

"You possess the courage to face any formidable foe. Take it and slaughter them all!!"

The master of natural selection, with a furious roar, bestowed upon blood-red power!

The power was so strong that Leon's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it—accepting it would allow him to ascend to godhood in an instant!

To become a being as great as the emperor!

Only in this way can he save the world and extinguish the destruction brought about by the Aether Phase Engine!

The thought crossed Leon's mind, a whisper devoid of any temptation... because it was not a lie, but an absolutely undeniable fact!

The truth is often more destructive than a lie... especially when you're doing something big for a big goal.

People can always deceive themselves, even those with strong wills.

It is not uncommon for people to deceive themselves into sacrificing themselves for a grand purpose.

Leon was almost moved; he was almost ready to accept the overwhelming power.

But his hand stopped abruptly!

He saw another, completely different throne beside the four thrones. Seated on it was a pitch-black, still-forming "deity".

But the thing was so terrifying and dark that Leon was jolted awake from his hallucination after just one glance.

It was a human instinct that made him fear that thing.

That… was the Emperor? Was he his father? Was he the human lord who did not become the Dark Lord?

No, it's not Him!

Leon roared inwardly, "That's not an emperor, not the ruler of humanity! That's a crisis, a dangerous entity about to be created and brought to the world!" And upon seeing it, Leon saw, for a fleeting moment,... his own face!

The lucid Leon instantly rejected the power shared by the four gods!

The Lion King, now with a clear head, realized that the real conditions they were offering were nothing more than delicious bait!

In reality, what difference would it make if they didn't take the bait? The fact that the Four Gods have appeared means that they also have to stop Perturabo from detonating the Aether Phase Engine and overturning the world!

This world is a chessboard for them, and the galaxy is the main battlefield of this game they started. They cannot allow Peturabo to smash the chessboard!

Once he calmed down, Leon forced his attention to completely withdraw from those four things and look at the other targets!

Who else could he turn to for help? His father?

The cold sun remained unresponsive, and there was no doubt that his father was busy with his important business—Leon knew he couldn't rely on him!

So, is it a slightly smaller guy sitting next to the throne of the four gods, with a look of amusement on his face?

Even more impossible! Leon calmly looked at the mocking Bai Wujie. This god of unfinished magnetic field was probably the mastermind behind Perturabo's huge commotion!

These gods are all unreliable, none of them are worth relying on! So, who will Leon rely on, and what will he rely on?

Leon didn't give up. He pondered, and among the many thrones, his gaze finally settled on the twenty-two empty thrones…

Leon's gaze was immediately drawn to the thrones. He lingered on the first throne, engraved with a lion, then the second with a gear, the third with a phoenix, the fourth with steel, the fifth with lightning, and the sixth with a wolf...

In that very first instant, Leon understood everything.

He finally solved the biggest secret in his heart and learned why Horus's soul was tempted by the four gods—one of the truths they presented to him was the origin of the Primarch!

Their souls belong to the Warp, their essence symbolizes their self... and both their essence and the Warp are members who reside on the throne!

The Primarch is essentially one of the gods of the Warp!

But they were not yet fully formed; they might have been merely a concept, or the remains of the dead. Ultimately, the Emperor acquired them through a transaction, then bound this essence to flesh, making them humanity's strongest guardians.

Having understood all this in his contemplation, Leon instantly felt a liberation of his soul, followed by an indescribable and intense feeling!

"Leon, do you understand all of this?"

Before the Lion King appeared his deceased brother, Saint Gilles! Waving his pure white wings, his compassionate and handsome face remained unchanged from his life, gazing at Leon and softly saying…

"Understand what? Understand our predetermined fate?" Leon laughed self-deprecatingly.

"We don't need to worship our fathers, we just need to love and respect them. And we don't need to worship any gods, we just need to believe in ourselves!"

Saint Gilles said seriously

"We cannot change our fate. Perhaps being obtained by our father and becoming the Primarch is our destiny that we cannot change. Everything is destiny, but we can still change it!"

"As long as we are strong enough, as long as we believe in ourselves enough—we always have to make some sacrifices, but we must believe even more in our own power. Leon, trust your feelings, let them drive you!"

Even knowing your true nature, I believe we brothers will still be willing to help you!

Trust your feelings? Leon knew how to do that, he thought, and on that throne, one after another, the figures of his brothers appeared!

Those brothers who supported him: Chagatai, Lemanus, Don, Feralus, Guilliman, Saint Gilles…

Even Angron, Coz, Loga, Magnus, and Fugrim, whom Leon considered enemies, were also his brothers who regarded him as an enemy!

This is not so-called love, but trust in him—the Primarchs may not be so-called "brothers," but they are willing to believe in their brother... believe in his power, believe in his fighting spirit, believe in what he can do!

The ultimate secret of magnetic field power is not so-called love and hate, but driven by pure, sincere heart!

Whatever the emotion, that's the absolute sincerity, the absolute correctness, the absolutely unquestionable interpretation of oneself—yes, that's how it feels!

Then go and save the world, Leon!

Endless Primarchs, emerge!

In a fraction of a second, Leon had achieved this final enlightenment, and his eyes shone with a dazzling light!

He succeeded! The Lion King turned the impossible into the possible, and with the help of his brothers, he accomplished something that seemed impossible!

His utmost sincerity enabled Leon to successfully unleash the strongest punch of his self-destructive realm!

The Primarchs' help and trust lifted Leon's psionic energy to the heavens in that instant, making the lion's throne shine brightly!

He is neither the Lord of Darkness nor any of the Chaos Gods!

The dim throne suddenly shone with its true light, and in that brief moment—Lion Al Johnsen, the First Primarch, raised his throne high!

For a moment, the dazzling light actually suppressed the brilliance of the cold sun!

And just as Leon thought, the Four Gods would never allow Perturabo's plan to succeed!

They could not seduce Leon, yet they still had to do everything in their power to prevent the shattering of the heavens!

The power of the four gods is constantly squeezing the miracle node induced by the Aether Phase Engine in the warp, while outside, what awaits is a punch of ultimate power!

Leon has pushed his illusory power to its limit, and what follows is the strongest power of his physical form!

"One million horsepower!!"

He unleashed his full power, and the self-destruction realm caused Leon's entire body to explode in an instant! The Lion King roared, like a mad lion, a madman, a madman who was saving the world!

He didn't care about the possibility of self-destruction; he only wanted to end this world-ending crisis—to save the world!

He did it! The ultimate level of self-destruction didn't destroy Leon's body; he unleashed this punch, this ultimate punch!!

The realms of substance and nothingness reach an ultimate balance, and an absolutely violent punch strikes the black hole singularity that is squeezing out all things!

Ding……