I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1106, Chapter 1101: The Wrath of the God King (Perfect Attendance Guru, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Ultimately, they rebuilt their trust.

Although the trust this time wasn't as strong as before, it was enough, and Qin Lan was able to provide him with far more help than he had imagined.

Although he repeatedly rejected Seran's proposal, it didn't mean he didn't want to go down. Ma En had already planned to enter the underground ward, and his target was naturally Shenxiao.

As long as he can obtain both Serane's divine power and Shenxiao's prophetic abilities, he can gain a foothold in the Southern Federation. As for how to get to the Southern Federation, it is not difficult.

All he needed was the most basic anomaly control capability—teleportation.

He used this trick to leave the Victor Sanatorium when he first woke up.

If he can do these things, he can be invincible again. After all, Shenxiao's power is almost omnipotent, and he hardly needs to worry about anything.

Those unfamiliar with this power might doubt whether it's enough to deal with the angels, since this is their home turf, and mere prophecy might not be enough for him to defeat so many enemies at once.

However, this idea stems entirely from a misunderstanding of Shenxiao's power. Her divine power doesn't operate in this way. If he were to obtain Shenxiao's power, he would know how to achieve victory directly, how to avoid facing too many enemies at the same time, how to hide himself well, and how to perfectly combine the power of the Sun God, the Abnormal Control Bureau, and Shenxiao.

He will know everything.

Moreover, Marne's ambitions extend beyond the divine power of Serane. If conditions permit, he might also capture other deities and acquire their power.

Also, Seri might be underground too.

If he could rescue her and Shenxiao and share the power of the other gods with them, he could quickly form several fighting forces. If he couldn't utilize Shenxiao's power, he could try to make Shenxiao utilize the power of the gods.

However, Ma En was relatively optimistic about this. Although the powers of reality twisters would repel each other, he had actually used the power of the Divine Firmament before, but only encountered some minor problems.

This actually proves that combining the two is not impossible.

It was even the power of Shenxiao that first told him this, and although she stopped him from using Hongyuan's power, she modified his power and gave it to him.

If Shenxiao inside is clear-headed enough, he will definitely be able to come up with a solution. And if he wants to find out Shenxiao's current situation, all he needs to do is capture Serane.

So now it's very clear what he should do.

First, we need to regain our spiritual power and control over the abnormal situation. This can be achieved through practicing the Undying Law and with Qin Lan's help. Next, we need to deal with Serane, which requires rigorous training in capturing gods.

Only after resolving these two issues can he enter the underground to rescue Shenxiao.

This is why, in his conversation with Qin Lan, he did not adopt a more moderate approach, but instead fought so aggressively and recklessly for control and decision-making power over the entire plan.

Because he needed to be able to control when he entered the underground and he had to see Shenxiao.

This matter must be completely under my control.

Although the whole plan was somewhat risky, it was the best solution he could think of, and also the one most likely to fail to resolve all the problems in time, since he didn't have that much time to begin with.

And now there's the variable of Alice.

Fortunately, Qin Lan can also help him gather intelligence, so he should be able to get some information when they meet next time.

Thinking this way, Ma En also planned to return to his ward and continue his diligent study and practice.

But as he was walking down the street, he suddenly felt a tremendous sense of oppression coming from in front of him.

The arrogant man reappeared on the other side of the corridor, striding confidently toward where he was, as if he were about to engage him in a duel in a narrow alley.

But before they even got close, Serane spoke:

"You've changed your mind?"

Mar and Eng looked at him expressionlessly:
"Your information network is quite impressive."

Seran smiled:

"The wind has brought me news: nothing in this world can be hidden from the King of the Gods. I've heard you're planning to descend inside. Are you ready to release my companions?"

There was a hint of skepticism in his words.

Clearly, he also sensed that Marne seemed to have ulterior motives, but he probably didn't fully know what Marne was trying to do, otherwise Serane wouldn't be in this attitude now.

Marx and Engels slightly softened their stance:

"What's in it for me to help you? If you really want my help, you'd better stop trying to fool me with those childish excuses. I know you've forgotten..."

"But you are my defeated opponent, both in strength and in strategy."

Serane's eyes turned slightly cold:
"Is that so? Your foolish human ancestors once sealed me in the Southern Federation, but that didn't change the fact that they all died while I survived. Yes, you can imprison me in your own mind."

"Similarly, this does not change anything; after you die, I will emerge from your brain."

"The sun will always rise."

Marx and Engels smiled:
"Weren't you sealed away by the Returners?"

Seran sneered:

"A false god like this? Compared to the opponents I have defeated, he is nothing. At best, he is just a coward who takes shortcuts. If it weren't for my war with your ancestors, such a thing would never have had the opportunity to rise to power."

“I have already said, Marne, that I will stand on equal footing with you and rule the world together. I have never made such a proposal to anyone before. This is not some insincere attempt to seduce you.”

"I am sincere, and only under such circumstances could I possibly offer such terms. You should seize this best opportunity of your life; it is almost a miracle for ordinary people."

Faced with his arrogant words, Marx and Engels revealed a slightly sarcastic smile:

"Really? You don't understand what happened or what's happening. You may have noticed that you've forgotten a lot of things, and that's the problem."

"Old man, you think you have the right to say that only because you've forgotten too much."

"And I still remember how I beat you. I know it was a battle with no suspense. Do you think you're still alive because you seized the opportunity?"
"No, you're still alive only because I need you temporarily."

"Now, I do need you, but not for co-rule. I still need you, just like before. You are still mine, no, not for you to enter my head."

"It is I who want to enter you."

Unlike the last transaction, Serane was not as desperate this time, and he also lacked a true understanding of Marne, so he couldn't just trust him like that.

The king of the gods looked down at him with disdain:
“You have disappointed me, Marne. I thought you had a chance to become my comrade.” Marne revealed an expression far more arrogant than he had imagined:
"I will not be disappointed in you. You will always have the opportunity to become my servant. As long as you help me deal with Heaven and those terrible enemies that you can never defeat, I will forgive you."

"After this matter is settled, you will still be alive. Don't misunderstand, this is a very good condition, because many, many people will die."

Serane's eyes grew increasingly cold:
"It seems you're not listening to reason. Perhaps I should try to remind you what the words 'King of the Gods' really mean. I've been too kind to you..."

Marx and Engels smiled:
"No, you don't need to tell me all that. I'm not talking to you."

"You are too ignorant and foolish to understand what I am saying. I am speaking to you in the future. Just listen carefully."

Serane gave a slightly angry smile:

"Good, very good..."

Then, he took half a step toward Marne.

The scorching sunlight instantly engulfed the entire world, melting the walls of the corridor and rapidly swallowing everything he could see, but it did not immediately rush towards him.

On the contrary, it is getting farther and farther away, or more accurately, higher and higher.

The terrifying heat instantly approached Marne's head. The scene before him was not real, but it was definitely in his mind. If he were still a mortal, his entire head would probably have been scorched by this force.

Even now, this terrifying heat wave is quite powerful. Maren can sense a certain power contained within it, and he even feels incredibly small at this moment.

The weaker wild grass, exposed to the scorching sun, could only endure the torment of the heavenly fire.

But it will not perish.

In reality, Ma'en believed that he was bluffing. Seran should not have any way to threaten him. Even if he remembered certain special applications of magic or divine power, it would be difficult for him to be harmed under these conditions.

And in the face of the already mastered Immortal Technique, this is not a real threat at all.

Seran did not immediately launch an attack.

“Marne, I don’t want to kill you. It’s not good for either of us. You are the most suitable vessel for me. As long as you give up resisting now, I am willing to forgive all your stupidity…”

But this is exactly what Marx and Engels wanted to see.

The seedlings stood tall and proud, waving their branches and leaves at the sun that wanted to kill them.

They were determined to capture this fireball.

Capture the god.

At this moment, he seemed to recall every detail of the days spent on capturing the god, and he completed the entire movement in the most perfect way—just like every hard practice session in front of the waterfall.

There was no difference whatsoever, nor any sudden realization.

The sunlight flashed briefly for a moment, and Seran's voice came to an abrupt end.

Then, it began to rise madly towards the distant stars, instantly carrying away the previously oppressive heatwave from around Marne, as if it were fleeing something terrible.

But Marn's hand did not stop there; instead, it reached out to grab it even faster, as if no matter where Serane ran, he could not escape the sky in front of him.

Snapped.

Marne's fingertips lightly touched the fireball.

A bizarre distortion instantly enveloped the entire star, and its surface seemed to secrete something. Then, like a ping-pong ball coated with roller oil, it narrowly grazed Marne's fingers.

Then, it disappeared into the night sky outside the window.

He got away.

"What a pity! What a pity!" Tian Yao's voice rang out through gritted teeth. "How could you make such a basic mistake? And this kind of problem doesn't even require much practice. I could have solved it with just a little guidance."

"You should have asked me first..."

Marx and Engels said in a gentle tone:
"It's okay. I just want him to escape. He can't escape my mind. And what I need is not to prepare myself. What I want is this feeling of the weak defeating the strong."

Hearing this, Tianyao calmed down a bit. He understood Ma'en better than Serane did now, and therefore knew that Ma'en was not trying to save face for him.

"When did you master the Divine Capture technique?" he asked in surprise. "I noticed your aura was a bit different, but I didn't expect you could actually do it."

“Good question,” Ma En said truthfully. “I don’t know either, but I should have practiced it a long time ago.”

Yes, the moment he successfully used Godcapture on Serane, he realized that he had actually mastered this difficult skill. At that instant, his mind was free of anything new or superfluous.

All he had were the actions he had performed countless times in his dreams.

After making his move, Ma En recalled the practice and realized that he had already mastered the art of capturing the god, and the details were enough to make it a reality.

All that's missing is a god who can catch him.

This is not because the waterfall is not a god; quite the opposite, it is more like a god than anything else, and he did indeed use his divine power against it.

It's just that "God" didn't respond.

He couldn't capture him, which is indeed a martial art of the weak defeating the strong, but what he did to Seran was actually closer to a lone wolf attacking a tiger, while raising his hand to the waterfall was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

He did manage to shake the tree, but the tree simply didn't budge.

"Not bad." Tianyao nodded in satisfaction. "Although you're not very talented, you seem to be quite good at taking shortcuts. As expected of a reality warper, I wasn't wrong about you."

“You’re right, Serane shouldn’t be able to escape. You’ve already mastered the basics of God-Catching, and there are many problems that can be easily solved now. We’ll try to practice it well these next few days.”

"At that time, Serane will be unable to escape your grasp."

"And if you can still have that kind of situation, then maybe we can even learn some powerful martial arts."

Marx and Engels replied:
"Before that, I have to deal with more important issues, but you can prepare the martial arts to deal with the angels and other enemies first, and try to learn them if you have the chance."

"But we have to speed things up a bit; time may be getting tight."

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