I'm a magnetic field madman

Perhaps Haihu will do something after winning the final battle and gaining everything, but for now, he just wants to observe...

He waited there all night, but the person he wanted to see still didn't appear.

"Your father came all the way here to wait for you, and you still don't want to see him? You brat, how dare you!"

Haihu snorted unhappily. He was sure his losers knew he had broken the seal by now... but none of them had come to see him, which made him unhappy.

The displeased Haihu then conceived a simple method to bring them to him.

He silently and slowly raised his hand, and a power of ten trillion gathered in his palm.

With just a press of a button, he could destroy everything on this planet. And he believed that with this simple and brutal method, he could definitely make that loser who was hiding and didn't want to see him come looking for him!

As for those innocent lives that perished tragically? He didn't care. Haihu Baijunlang didn't care at all that he could casually kill billions of people in an hour.

It's not that he's become a madman, it's just that he simply—doesn't care.

The premise of going mad is that you care about the object of your madness, but someone like Haihu is simply someone who has lost interest in these lost lives.

Their lives or deaths made no difference to Haihu. He could bring them back at any time after winning the final battle. Moreover, because of his understanding of the primordial spirit, death was nothing more than a change in form in his eyes.

Life is simply a different way of continuing, whether it's the soul leaving the body or turning into ashes of equal mass to fill a part of the universe.

Life and matter are merely different forms of existence.

In the end, Haihu did not make a move.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar city, Haihu understood why his good-for-nothing son had deliberately spent ten thousand years guiding this civilization reshaping into its current form.

The exact same history, the exact same civilization, even the order of the stars has been adjusted back to its original state.

Is it a memory? Or is it just a bored act?

No.

He simply hoped to use this simple method to give the many returning ultimate warriors a feeling of "coming home".

This allows them to cherish this false hometown with just a tiny bit of preciousness.

As for whether it was effective? At least it was quite useful for Haihu. Looking at the "scenery" that had been carefully created for him, Haihu, feeling a sense of nostalgia, really didn't want to destroy them like this.

And it is believed that if it weren't for such arrangements and everything, Haihu, who had immediately sensed the offense from those ignorant mortals, might have indeed wiped out all life in the world in the first place.

"Hmph, you slippery brat, let me see how thoroughly you've restored it."

With a soft hum, the sea tiger leaped into the sea without hesitation, following the endless waters and heading towards the depths of the ocean amidst countless swarms of fish.

He wanted to see if the ocean of this era was the same as that of his past.

Of course, amidst such leisurely pursuits, Haihu was simply waiting for one person.

The rocket above his head has already gone up to the moon, and Haihu, how could he not know anything about it?

It didn't matter; he was now happily heading towards the depths of the sea, surrounded by a group of tiger sharks.

"This is the first step in our return to the moon, and the second step in making the Lighthouse great again!"

The live broadcast room erupted in jubilation after the NASA spokesperson excitedly announced their return to the moon…

"We've returned to the stars! The next step is to conquer Mars!"

"The world belongs to us, and the beacon of light is the most advanced and hopeful country in the world!"

"Let those fraudulent guys see what real aerospace is all about!"

Whether they were paid trolls or not, the atmosphere on YouTube and Twitter was quite lively, while on the other hand, the official Ceres team remained silent as always.

No one knows what they discovered or what... In any case, their lunar crew evacuated very quickly, and even the official announcement of the astronauts' return to Earth was very hasty.

Regardless, the Luna 9 spacecraft, carrying the hope of the lighthouse to seize new technologies from outer space, slowly landed, and four astronauts walked out from it.

A Black man, a transgender person, a bisexual person, and a Jewish transgender Muslim.

They are all "elites" carefully selected by the National Space Administration...

The landing site they chose was not the Tranquil Sea where they had landed before, but the same landing site chosen by the Seres astronauts.

The space agency made its judgment after distinguishing the footprints on the ground from the internal camera footage that detected the only remaining human-shaped stone statue in the distance, which was different from the live broadcast footage.

The cunning Seris must have hurriedly taken something from the moon!

That person's image might be a premeditated CG composite shot... just to cover up the fact that they stole precious alien relics from the moon!

The script had already been pieced together in their minds, and whether it was true or not, they believed it anyway.

What they need to do next is self-evident.

"Get close to that stone statue, dismantle it, and take it away."

The orders from NASA, or rather from that white house, were that simple and brutal... and the astronauts, carrying tools such as circular saws, came to the statue.

"She's so beautiful..."

The transgender person looked at the lifelike stone statue and murmured...

"Stop being so horny and get to work—if you like it, take a picture and have someone customize an inflatable doll for you."

The androgynous captain urged.

They quickly began work, repeatedly trying to dismantle the goddess-like stone statue with tools, but...

"We can't do it. This statue is more sturdy than we expected!" The bisexual captain frowned as he looked at the statue, which hadn't shed a single stone chip...

"Then use explosives!" the space agency replied.

"Destroy its structure with miniature explosives! Whatever's inside, whether it's a person or something else, it belongs to the beacon of light!"

After saying that, they directed the astronauts to place miniature plastic explosives on various parts of the stone statue, and just as his mother was about to place the first one on the statue's chest...

The space agency, which was directing operations, suddenly seemed to freeze, and all that could be heard was a continuous, trembling sound of fear emanating from their throats…

"Then, then, then..."

"What? Dude! Explain yourself! Where exactly do you want it placed?" the nigger complained, holding a miniature plastic explosive and preparing to detonate it...

However, at that moment, a sharp chill penetrated his spacesuit and reached his body!

His body was trembling violently!

Every muscle! Every bone! Every drop of blood! Every cell!

They trembled wildly in extreme fear, and when he turned around, a huge, dark figure enveloped them all.

Only through the coldness of those eyes and the white, helmet-like battle markings did they know that the thing before them was a "person".

"Clown, what are you guys doing?"

He said coldly

4. Ultimate Oga

Donna, my Donna...

Should I go to this final battle? Do I really need to win this war?

Oga had asked his wife for her opinion more than once. During his 300,000 years of slumber and cultivation, he had found his wife. And when he awoke, he had spent a long time with her that made him very happy.

This perpetually unhappy killer whale has actually already found much happiness within itself—

So, why did he choose to participate in this ultimate battle?

In the icy waters of Europa, Oga sat silently on a lotus leaf in the center of this endless ocean. He watched the killer whales churning in the water before him, then sat cross-legged, saying nothing.

He needed no words; his will had already permeated this planet, which had been imbued with his astonishing power for hundreds of thousands of years.

Everything here is controlled by Oga's thoughts.

Of course, she was the only one who wasn't.

woo woo woo...

A long, drawn-out cry echoed from beneath the surface of the sea, followed by a multitude of smaller female orcas swam and rolled on the surface, then surged towards their males.

"Giggle..."

A silvery laugh rang in Oga's ears. A female orca called out as she approached Oga, and as she drew near, she giggled and transformed into a stunningly beautiful mermaid.

Golden hair, a beautiful figure, a delicate face... the long fishtail transformed into a pair of long, beautiful legs the moment it leaped out of the water.

She leaped into Oga's arms and teased him in a soft, seductive tone...

"Why is my invincible Mr. Oga still so nagging even now?"

"Donna, I'm serious."

Oga was silent for a moment, then gently embraced the woman in his arms and whispered...

"I've already gotten everything I wanted here, so fighting for that final battle is meaningless to me... Donna, what should I do?"

The word "nagging" accompanied Oga throughout his life... Whether it was his relatives and friends or his nemesis, they all liked and used this word most often to describe Oga.

Because he's really fussy, even the invincible killer whale seems so awkward and uneasy in front of the people he cares about.

He always misses good opportunities by getting caught up in his nagging, pushing an already bad situation to an even worse state.

His entire life was ruined by his nagging and indecisiveness.

But today, now, everything is different.

Before joining this choice, Oga had already obtained everything he wanted, that not-so-grand ideal—to be with the one he loved forever, nothing more.

Although he still has regrets in his life, Oga has come to terms with them all.

Without such obsession or the mindset of necessarily winning, Oga did not feel that he should participate in this ultimate battle.

“Oga, I will support whatever you choose. But I want your own choice, not the result I made because of anyone else’s consideration, including myself.”

Donna's fingers slowly traced across Oga's chest as she whispered...

“I am already very content, Olga. I am extremely satisfied and happy with everything I have now… But Olga, are you really absolutely satisfied?”

"Don't you have even a little desire in your heart to completely change the past?"

Donna's words silenced Olga, for he knew she was right.

Oga is an easily satisfied person; what would be a simple goal for an ordinary person is enough to satisfy Oga's desires.

He was never someone who relied on "madness" to drive his power; Oga's emotional fluctuations were actually very calm, even to the point of being suppressed.

So everything now brings Oga genuine joy and peace, and he feels no motivation to move forward. But if this is all Oga desires... absolutely not.

Does he have wishes? Of course he does!

His life was full of regrets. He killed his father with his own hands, he failed to protect his sister, he watched his brother turn into a hopeless dog, he watched his relatives fight each other, and the land was plagued by war for countless years!

Oga's personality wouldn't make him obsessively determined to achieve something... but for a sentimental person, the memories of regrets are so profound and so unforgettable.

If—what if he had done something, what if he hadn't done something—what would have happened?

And will it become more perfect?

"Oga, just go after what you want to go after."

Donna gently cupped Oga's cheeks, pressed them against his forehead, and softly said...

“This time, you won’t lose anything, will you? Now that things are perfect, it doesn’t matter if you fail to achieve more. Oga, my husband, no matter what you choose or where you are, I will follow you…”

Having said that, Na gently kissed him, and instantly vanished into countless bubbles. Oga remained silent, but he slowly stood up, the surging seawater reforming on his body into the black overcoat he always wore!

"Donna, I understand."

With her long black hair dancing wildly in the wind, Oga watched the pods of whales surging toward the other side of the horizon and said with utmost seriousness…

Having been manipulated by fate his entire life, only this time... Oga will truly take control of his destiny!

Killer whales hate sea tigers

This will absolutely not change, not even if 300,000 years have passed, or even 3 million or 30 million years have passed.

The moment he saw Haihu's punchable face, he wanted to unleash the Whale-Slaying Fist and smash him to pieces!

But for Kotomi's sake, Oga can endure it!

In fact, Oga had wanted to see his sister as soon as he woke up. However, he sensed that his sister and Sea Tiger were accumulating the power to become the ultimate powerhouse.

Through that accumulated power, Oga could fully sense Hitomi's fighting spirit and determination.