Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1032 The 72-Hour Cleanup Operation: The Final Battle!

boom! ! !
A deafening clang of metal clashing echoed beneath the dome of the Black Bell experimental area.

The magnet was activated.

Realizing that his ranged attacks had been invisibly destroyed by that strange spiritual entity, he simply switched to melee mode—a pair of magnetic prosthetics as thick as city gates suddenly opened, their magnetic poles surged, and electric arcs flew everywhere. Hundreds and thousands of magnetized fragments detached from the surrounding buildings, remains, and ruins of instruments, flew up, and reassembled, transforming into a huge magnetic warhammer that hovered around him like a meteorite swirling around a god.

"Your body, I will offer it as my sacrifice!!!"

boom!
Before he finished speaking, he had already swung his magnetic arms, which were like stamping machines, and with immense force, smashed them straight at Shou Guizhi's son.

Lupercal had already leaped up, his legs landing on the floating platform, the air pressure beneath his feet creating a ring of shockwaves.

next moment.

Clang! !

[Barrier of the Heart] unfolds once more, a transparent yet indestructible multifaceted rhomboid force field instantly forming in the air.

The Magnet Lord's thunderous punch slammed into the barrier, sending ripples of shockwaves through the air. The force was so great that it seemed capable of turning the ground into ruins.

Lupercal's face remained unchanged, but his chest heaved rapidly, and his heart pounded faster and faster with each impact.

"what--"

He took a slight breath, and with a flick of his right hand behind his back, a sword—a sword whose outline could not be perceived—appeared in his palm.

Wind King's Blade.

Like a swirling storm, the sword was almost hidden in the flowing air, with invisible spiraling air currents surrounding it, distorting the surrounding light and perception.

The Wind King's Barrier has been activated.

The next moment, Lupercal took a step and his figure moved like the wind through the floating magnetic field ruins. He almost turned into a streak of light, and his figure was hard to see.

boom!
With a furious roar, the Magnet Lord slammed down again, while simultaneously manipulating the surrounding floating metal chains into a strangling net, intending to trap and kill his opponent within it.

But that fleeting shadow had already drifted away from the battlefield.

Coming roaring.

"At this!"

The Magnet Lord sensed an anomaly in the wind pressure, turned around and angrily swung his weapon, but missed. A blurry sword shadow had already flashed behind him in the wind.

--cut!

The Blade of the Wind King bloomed in an instant.

There was no visible sword trajectory, no specific slashing form, only a vacuum storm that distorted space and tore apart magnetic fields.

"Oh!"

A V-shaped slit was cut open in the shoulder prosthetic of the Magneton, sparks flew everywhere, the internal magnetic core oscillated out of balance, and one arm armor immediately became paralyzed and fell off.

"You kid..."

The Magnet Lord roared in fury, unleashing its full magnetic force, and the metal of the entire area surged toward Lupercal like a tidal wave.

But Lupercal turned and rose again amidst the storm, leaping up once more, his figure weaving through all the magnetic weapons like a butterfly dancing in the wind, each leap creating a powerful vortex.

The sword fell once more.

In that instant, the raging storm that ripped through space was like a roar tearing silk, shattering the gray metal shield above the Magnet's head, severing layers of nerve fiber cables, and exploding in the air with sparks of electricity and neurotoxin.

The magnet immediately let out a tearing roar!
"—!!"

He staggered half a step, knelt on one knee, and braced himself hard on the ground with one hand. Thick viral mist surged from deep within his prosthetic body, an out-of-control alarm caused by the convergence of the Mother Contaminant and Chaos Technology.

Instead of losing his temper and shattering his senses, he laughed heartily.

"You think... this is my limit?"

The Magnetic Master roared, its magnetic pole array on its prosthetic back flashing wildly. Then, with a crisp "click," an embedded emergency lock suddenly popped out. Its body instantly activated its collapse mode—

——【Magnetic Pole Lock Lifting·Critical On-Site Displacement!】

Suddenly, the surrounding gravity seemed to be forcibly reversed by a pair of indescribable hands.

The metal in the entire Black Bell experimental area began to float, flip, and deform, and the ions in the air were also pulled along, causing the [perceptual order] of the spatial structure to collapse!
The entire area was thrown onto the edge of an unbalanced black hole.

At this moment, the First Son's [Barrier of the Heart] has not yet fully closed and there is no time to adjust it.

boom! ! !
The Magnet Lord roared and swung down its giant arm.

The twisting gravity caused half of the ruins to collapse instantly, and hundreds of tons of shattered metal fell like a curtain from the sky. Combined with the electromagnetic resonance, the impact created a frenzy that directly hit Lupercal, who had not yet moved.

The Barrier of the Heart was still there, but this time, Lupercal chose to release it, a triumphant smile playing on his lips.

He'd been waiting for this moment since just now!
"boom!!!"

There was a loud bang.

The entire protective structure was smashed away, and Lupercal was swept up by the falling magnetic current wave, crashing all the way into the pile of steel skeleton debris deep inside the experimental area.

Boom boom boom——!!

Dust and smoke billowed, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Lord Lupercal!!!"

The terrorist mobile squad, which had not yet completely withdrawn, cried out in alarm in the distance.

The magnet owner, on the other hand, seemed to have entered a state of ecstatic ecstasy, as if on the verge of possession.

His spine began to glow, the magnetic pole array was fully activated, and each vertebra acted as a resonant conductor, flickering with chaotic rhythms that were out of sync with the power of the fruit.

Strange spiral marks appeared in his pupils, traces of a fluid, rule-based entity attempting to possess a Devil Fruit user.

But it failed.

Magnet Master burst into laughter, stretching out his arms, and his entire body of metal prosthetics expanded into a layer of chaotic membrane with an almost biological texture as it exploded.

He is now far from man, but very close to God (chaos).

Therefore, the wandering rule entity cannot possess him at all!

The blessings of the four monarchs surged through my very bones.

The wandering rule entity struggled futilely within his body, like a mouse locked in a cage, unable to exert even a shred of real control.

"Come on!" Magnet Lord roared, his magnetic poles shooting out arcs of electricity from his back. "Wandering Rule Body, devour me! What can you do to me? I am a Chosen One of Chaos, the ascendant chosen by the four lords!"

His voice was hoarse and cracked, and his laughter sounded like the scraping of metal being torn apart.

At that moment, his senses suddenly went haywire, as if an invisible hook inside his body pulled him back, as if some force had pulled back the violent power he had just unleashed.

He frowned, his breathing rapid.

"……what?"

Before he could react, a loud cracking sound came from inside his body. It wasn't the sound of an external impact, but the collapse of his own structure.

He felt a sudden, sharp pain in his left arm—the prosthetic limb encased in a thick, magnetic shell, the same arm that had just struck the Son of Abraham and shattered even the [Barrier of the Heart]. At that moment, the magnetic poles within the metal violently reversed, like two superconductors colliding violently, instantly erupting into countless fragmented arcs of electricity.

"what--!!!"

With a scream, the prosthetic shell on his left arm peeled off layer by layer, and the magnetic components tore apart inside his body, as if it were exploding in reverse.

Screws, coils, and conductive plates seemed to be pulled out by an invisible force, piercing through the skin and flesh along the nerve conduits, bringing out a sweet-smelling blood plasma and a black viral mist.

He staggered half a step, the pain almost making him lose his voice.

"W-What's going on...!"

The excruciating pain didn't stop there. Just now, he had used his arms as detonators to release the magnetic collapse zone, and that force was now flooding his bone marrow like a tidal wave. The electromagnetic array on his spine short-circuited one after another, and several magnetic cores were bitten back, directly bursting open with fist-sized wounds. The chaotic membrane was torn open, exposing half-rotten flesh and broken circuits.

puff--!
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which was a mixture of rusty taste and faint light. The pain did not come from the outside world, but from the damage he had caused himself.

“…This is impossible!”

He looked tremblingly at his hands: his right arm crackling with high-temperature electric arcs on one side, and his left arm half-destroyed on the other. Blood and electromagnetic mist mingled, making him look like a monstrous, split-open magnetic puppet.

"What is this...?"

The ruins trembled in the aftershocks, steel frames twisted, and rubble collapsed.

Amidst the scorching and shattered magnetic field marks, a familiar figure slowly emerged from the ruins.

The military uniform he was wearing was in tatters, with the leather and metal fittings breaking and tearing under gravitational disturbances, leaving deep cuts and burn marks.

However, his skin was completely free of any scratches.

Lupercal, the firstborn son, walked slowly as if he had emerged from flames and steel.

"A life for a life, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a hand for a hand, a foot for a foot."

—This is the power of the [Law of Retribution].

"It seems the effect... is very successful." His tone was calm with a hint of satisfaction, like a doctor who had successfully conducted an experiment, rather than a soldier who had just experienced a devastating impact.

"Use their spear to attack their shield," he murmured.

At this moment, the truth hidden behind the entire operation was finally revealed.

Why didn't he choose to rely on the [Law of Retribution] to resist the physical attacks from the Magnet Master at the beginning?
Why did you choose the magic resistance shield [Heart Barrier] even though you knew the enemy was using purely physical suppression abilities?

Because all of this was part of his script from the very beginning.

[The Law of Retribution] is his most secretive and most dangerous trump card. Once exposed, it loses its sharpest weapon—the information gap.

He needs his enemies to think that he is a defensive warrior, a tactical warrior who relies on [Mind Barrier] to withstand attacks.

The enemy needs to see you as a vulnerable entity.

Only in this way can the enemy be lured into unleashing their strongest attack at the climax of the battle.

The son of the first returnee wanted this very strike.

The countermeasure of [Retribution Law] is not an immediate rebound; it requires a targeted attack with a clear intent and strong damage as a medium.

The magnetic field owner has fallen for the trap.

Thinking that Lupercal was being suppressed, he released the magnetic collapse energy that he had compressed throughout his body. That attack compressed all his magnetic nodes, superconducting magnetic core, virus engine, fruit awakening ability, and even the energy of Chaos Blessing, and poured the magnetic field attack, which was at the level of an orbital cannon, onto Lupercal's barrier.

At that very moment, Lupercal shut down the barrier without warning.

Let this blow hit you without any obstruction.

This attack was not only taken by him, but was also completely captured, analyzed, and fed back by the [Law of Retribution].

But the magnet owner was unaware of this.

He thought he had broken through the enemy's defenses, but little did he know that in that instant, he was actually attacking himself.

At this moment, the magnet owner was completely devastated.

He used every means at his disposal, harnessing the power of Chaos Technology and the Mother Virus, to fuel his ambition to ascend to the Chosen of Chaos. He activated all the magnetic spells he had painstakingly cultivated until now, giving his all to crush the son of Abraham.

He awakened the fruit.

He crossed the line.

He thought he had reached the pinnacle of some kind of truth.

In that instant, he did indeed see the door to promotion.

Then, he was dragged into hell by his own hands.

"Why……"

"Why!!!"

Magneton knelt on the half-damaged experimental area's magnetic track, his prosthetic body having disintegrated, expanded, and overflowed with tissues that shouldn't exist. The embers of chaos still burned on his back, but his eyes were already unfocused.

He couldn't believe it; he couldn't accept it.

"I clearly...I clearly...!"

I'm not reconciled!!!

Everything he had was destroyed by a teenager, by a bizarre counter-damage mechanism...

In just a moment, he felt like a failed gambler, experiencing the despair of falling from heaven to the bottom of the abyss.

At that moment, the boy who caused him unbearable pain was walking towards them step by step.

Lupercal stepped over the electromagnetic debris and the deformed, fleshy shells, slowly approaching. His figure, reflected in the metal, resembled a walking divine punishment.

Every step he took seemed to tread on the Magnet Lord's beliefs, crushing them inch by inch.

"Chaos will not let you go..." Magnet Lord was still muttering, but his tone had long lost its previous arrogance.

Lupercal looked at him and remained silent.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand.

[Click——]

The Gorgon pistol appeared in his hand.

The First Son pointed the gun at the Magnet Lord, a faint blue light surging within the barrel, as if foreseeing an impending judgment.

Lupercart said in a low voice:
"Give the arrogant and conceited the right kind of despair—that is the truth."

This was a sentence his father had personally taught him.

Lupercale etched this phrase into his very being.

Now, he has added his own interpretation to this truth.

He spoke again, as if carving words on a black stone tablet, his voice carrying a suffocating calmness and ruthlessness:
"Because the towers that the arrogant and conceited worship have never had a solid foundation."

Magnet's pupils contracted sharply, as if he were seeing a merciless god staring at him.

[Bang!]

Gunshots echoed throughout the experimental area. The energy of the explosions, like meteors cast by judges, carried the will of rules and absolute power, piercing through the air, flesh, and steel.

The energy pellet was small, but the moment it touched the magnet's chest, it detonated the entire internal nerve core and chaotic energy points.

Everything he believed in vanished after that shot.

His ambition, his beliefs, his future—all shattered into a pile of molten metal debris.

The camera froze on that moment.

The Magnet Lord's dazzling arrogance and madness vanished like an absurd bubble in the bullets of [Gorgon], as if a god himself had extinguished an unruly flame.

The smoke of battle has not yet dissipated.

Lupercal stood silently before the corpse, his head slightly bowed, his figure, draped in a tattered robe, an embodiment of war and order.

He spoke in a low voice, each word sharp and clear:

"Cleared."