Terra's Magnetic Field

No one would associate such a modern military-industrial enterprise with a strong background with the conservative Yan State, and no one would have thought that its immediate boss and founder was a guy who did nothing on weekdays...

That’s all for today.

Postscript: These old monsters that have lived for thousands of years all have their own industries to a certain extent, just like some large American companies in reality have the background of old European aristocrats behind them.

After all, the Queen Mother is the most lame. She doesn't even know how to run a pharmaceutical company. Maybe Nian actually has a large stake in Rhodes Island, and the Queen Mother has to look at her face.

Volume 40: Chapter Chapter Tongue Kiss

On December 0053, 12, Terra, the people of Lateran will remember this day and call it "Christmas" because of the birth of a newborn baby.

Joseph was in mixed emotions at the moment, as his child was about to be born. From the stable in front came the painful cries of his fiancée Maria, and he could already hear the baby's cry slightly.

Joseph just put his hand over his mouth and shook his head, seeming not optimistic about the birth of the child. No father would not want his child to be born, unless...

That's not your child.

Joseph could swear to God and to the Lord they worshipped that he had never touched Mary since their engagement and that they had never had sex, but Mary suddenly became pregnant.

He did not want to think about whether Maria was loyal to him in some aspects. Now that the pregnancy had happened, nothing he did would help. Instead of suspecting that Maria had violated her engagement and had an affair with other men, he might as well believe her bizarre story.

One day, Mary suddenly told him that she had dreamed of the Lord, who told her that she would give birth to a son. At first, Joseph did not take it seriously, thinking it was just a joke from Mary. But then, Mary suddenly vomited while eating one day, and then her stomach began to swell as mentioned in the prophecy, and she was pregnant.

At that time, the Lateran government had very high requirements for marital fidelity, and extramarital affairs were absolutely not allowed. However, after a doctor's examination, it was discovered that pregnant Maria was still a virgin!

How could this be possible? She had never had sex with anyone and yet she got pregnant. From then on, everyone had to be skeptical about her story.

By that time, the Lord had disappeared from the Lateran people's sight for hundreds of years. Even though the church increasingly promoted the miracles he had created in the past, there were still a large number of people who believed that everything in the "Guild" was all fabricated and that religion was just a tool to brainwash and control the people.

Joseph listened to Mary's scream and thought, "Perhaps the Lord sent her child down to revive the faith of the Lateran people. After all, this is an age that really needs faith..."

The midwife's voice came from the stable, "It's born! It's a girl!"

Joseph ran over quickly, pushed open the wooden fence and saw the midwife using hot water to clean the stains on the fetus' body. A thin layer of water vapor filled the stable, and it was somewhat warm.

According to tradition, the umbilical cord of a Lateran baby is cut by the father of the child, symbolizing the severance of the fetus' connection with the mother.

Then, as a new and independent man, Joseph exercised this authority on behalf of the Lord he revered.

After all the complicated ceremonies, he took the baby and held the back of his head with his hands. The child's eyes were not yet open, his skin was wrinkled, and he had a faint smell of milk. He was very light in his hands and looked like a little mouse.

Everyone is born ugly, and beauty is acquired through growth and development.

The baby in her arms didn't look like her or Maria, with a few light blue hairs on its bald head.

"This child cries loudly and has a strong heartbeat. He will grow into a healthy and energetic person."

He was looking forward to it. Now it didn't matter who the child belonged to. She was born into this world intact, and that alone was enough.

Being born into this world is something to celebrate.

"Just think of it as a test from the Lord. She wants to test my loyalty through this child. That must be it... How could I let her down?" Joseph comforted himself like this, and he was grateful.

"Bring her here and let me see her..." Maria, lying on the haystack, raised her head with difficulty, stretched out her right hand and stroked the child in Joseph's arms with a loving expression.

If this couple had the ability to see the future, they would know that the birth of their child would be discussed by countless religious scholars, and there would be more than a dozen explanations for why she was born in a stable.

This scene will also be used as a creative subject by countless outstanding painters, and popular poets will use the most exquisite brushwork to vividly depict the whole process.

Every year, the church arranges a crew to rehearse this world-famous religious play, which is called "The Coming of the Son of God"...

"What should I call her?" Maria asked.

"Joshua," Joseph blurted out. He had thought of naming it that if it was a boy. Maria smiled. She was so weak after having just given birth.

"That doesn't sound like a girl's name at all."

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"Yes..." Joseph looked down at the crying child in his arms, "We should give her a name that sounds more like a girl's. Why not call her..."

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"Mostima," the Lateran woman on the white horse introduced herself, "this is the name of the conqueror, the carpenter and the son of the Lord. Keep it in your heart with reverence!"

Mostima's voice reached the battlefield a hundred meters away. She deliberately spoke to the white-haired woman opposite. Her intuition told her that the woman was the leader of this group of defeated soldiers. At the same time, she also saw indomitable spirit and anger in the woman's eyes.

Even though the woman's body was riddled with holes from being strafed by heavy machine gun fire, her will was not shaken in the slightest. There was no fear on her face, and she was not afraid of the pain in her body. She was just angry, pure anger.

Mastema was a little unhappy that she failed to conquer the other party mentally, so the corner of her mouth twitched slightly to an extent that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

Mostima at that time was very different from the easy-going image that later Rhodes Island operators were known for. When she was young, she was arrogant and had a strong desire to conquer, which was exactly the same as Wan.

The trajectories of their lives before they met were almost exactly the same. Mastema had never tasted defeat before the Crusade to the East. She believed that this was "the grace of the Lord" and became even more unscrupulous from then on.

It feels like meeting another self on the other side of the earth.

While Mostima was unhappy with the look in the other person's eyes, she also felt that the other person was similar to herself. If their first meeting was not on the battlefield, they might have become friends who could talk about anything.

It seemed as if the gravity of the earth attracted them together and everything was arranged by fate. The two strongest individuals in the East and the West at that time were bound to fight each other out.

"Bah!" Wan spat to express her disdain after hearing Mostima's name, then put the sword into the scabbard at her waist. The surroundings instantly became cold. She absorbed the vitality and heat between heaven and earth and gathered it at her wrist, attaching it to the blade.

She will use her fastest killer move, which will become the famous skill of a certain Longmen police inspector in the future:

"Chi Xiao! Jueying!!"

The moment Wan Nian used his move, he was catapulted like a cannonball and moved in front of Mostima in an instant. The guards around him had no time to react, and a wave of smoke and dust was raised by the explosion where they were originally standing.

With the speed of cutting through the afterimage, the bright red blade was about to chop down Mostima's head!

Wan split the white horse into two, and the poor horse ended its mission before it realized what was happening, and the woman in white robe who was on the horse disappeared.

"There is no sign of movement, and even the vibration of the air cannot be felt. It is as if it disappeared out of thin air... Is it teleportation?" Wan's brain was working rapidly. She had never encountered such a strange thing.

Most of the opponents she had fought before were giant demons, and they rarely fought against humans. Even if she encountered an enemy wizard, she could behead him before the opponent prepared his spell, just by relying on her proud speed.

In an instant, golden chains came from all directions and wrapped around Wan's limbs, torso, tail, and neck like snakes... These chains were not solid but were made up of some kind of energy.

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"It's so heavy... my body... I can't move... even breathing..."

It's not just a simple restraint, but a complete blockage of movement, making it impossible to break free.

The body is "stilled".

"Haha~", Mostima's sneer came from behind, "Are you still able to think? I'll give you a compliment. Before this, you didn't even realize that you were locked up."

Mastema clapped mockingly.

"That clown Marco Polo was right. He told me that the East is a magical place."

As Mastema spoke, Wan Neng intuitively felt that the chains that bound her were slowly shrinking like a python. At the same time, her bones and internal organs began to wail, her bones began to break, and her internal organs turned into paste.

Wan had no doubt that this chain could tear a person into pieces in an instant, but its owner seemed to enjoy the process.

"1...2...3..." Mostima snapped her fingers and counted. She paced back and forth beside Wan, "No one can last a minute~"

Mastema stared into Wan's eyes. Even at this moment, the woman showed no sign of surrender, nor any fear, and continued to glare at her.

"So I... hate... magicians... You... these guys... can only do this kind of tricks..." Wan Jing opened his mouth and slowly uttered a few words, while the dirty blood from his ruptured internal organs flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

A minute later, Wan was still not dead. Although the bones of her limbs were completely broken, her tough skin and flesh were still fighting tenaciously to maintain the connection.

"Oh~", Mostima's eyes widened, her pupils contracted, and then she showed a ghostly smile, she said with some joy:

"Are all the Yan people so tenacious?"

Then she added:

"I like toys that don't break! It would be boring if they broke easily~"

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Mastema reached out and touched Wan's belly, which was exposed because of the torn clothes. It seemed that she wanted to torture him to death.

This was Wan's second near-death experience, the first time being when she drowned in her childhood. In a trance, Wan saw the sun again, and this time she was qualified to look directly at the sun again.

She saw Nian's face again in the sun, just as it was that year.

“Sister… am I really unable to do this… am I really incapable of this… what is the purpose of my birth… is it just to kill… to take the lives of others… if I can’t even do this… if my life is taken away…”

Tears flowed from Wan's eyes. Mostima quickly leaned over, stretched out her blue tongue and licked Wan's face, collecting the precious tears on the tip of her tongue, which was bitter and full of sadness.

Then, in front of the Lateran religious knights behind them, Mostima put her lips on Wan's mouth, and transferred the bitter tears and saliva to him with the help of her tongue that pierced into his mouth. At the same time, the sweet taste of rust in Wan's mouth also flowed into her mouth.

Is Mastema a lesbian? No, she doesn't care about men or women. So why does she do this? Maybe it's just to show that she has conquered and humiliated her opponent.

This is her "public execution" of Wan

Mastema felt Wan Zheng slowly dying, and her tongue gradually became stiff and cold.

What Mostima didn't know was that Wan wasn't crying because of the pain, but simply because she had doubts about her own way of survival. When she was on the verge of death, Wan saw things more clearly than ever before, and to her, life and death didn't mean much.

Looking back at Wan’s past, she had always been chasing her sister’s back. When she caught up and surpassed her, there was nothing in front of her. The loneliness and sadness blocked her heart.

The moon is lonely. When it is too dazzling, it will cover the light of the stars, but if it does not do so, it will be lost in the world.

"If that's all, then I'll die..."

Wan closed her eyes and waited for the judgment of the land. She never thought that it was this Lateran woman who defeated her. Everything was God's will.

That’s all for today.

Volume 43: Chapter Chapter Mystery

Mostima's chains were about to tear Wan to pieces, but several divine weapons glowing red fell from the sky and cut off the chains that bound Wan at an extremely fast speed.

Mostima sensed the sudden murderous intent in his astonishment, and reflexively raised the staff in his hands to block the incoming attack. Then he was flung back a hundred meters by the oncoming fist force, and was smashed from the front of the army to the rear.

The moment the attack came, Mostima opened up the chain net to act as a buffer, and it turned out that her judgment was correct.

The powerful punch sent her flying like a cannonball, smashing several fully-armed Lateran religious knights on the way, and she finally fell to the ground covered in blood.

She didn't even have time to ask "who is coming?"

A warm current surged out of Mostima's nasal cavity, flowing along her philtrum all the way to her upper lip. It was her blood.

"Three ribs are broken, my calf is sprained, both arms are numb, and my vision is blurry due to concussion..." Mostima analyzed the damage to her body. Under normal circumstances, she would definitely not be able to continue fighting, but she is not an ordinary person.

"It hurts... This is the first time I've been beaten like this since I was born..." The pain in my body did not

Mastema's fear made her even more excited. Isn't this the kind of hearty fight she's looking for?

Because of the severe pain, she thanked God, thanked the Lord she served, and thanked all the cruelty in this world!

The hormones secreted by the brain quickly blocked the pain, and the body healed quickly due to the surging power of the spell. Thin golden chains surged out of the body to fix the immobile joints, forcing the body to move like a puppet.

In this way, the Lord's child staggered up from the pile of corpses like a zombie. Even if you were a hundred meters away, it was still creepy. Is this really something a human being can do?

When Wan was on the verge of death, Nian, who was nearby, suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, and the blood feeling guided her here.

At this moment, looking at the Lateran woman who was stained red with blood a hundred meters away, Nian felt a sense of it again, and her intuition told her that the next wave of attacks was coming.

From the front? From the side? From behind?

Nian used his peripheral vision to keep watch on his surroundings, and none of the Lateran soldiers nearby dared to attack first. They were all frightened by the performance of the woman who suddenly broke into the battlefield, and watched helplessly as the woman picked up the dying Wan.

Mastema's expression betrayed her. She sensed a threat from below. "Is this an attack from underground?!"

Nian jumped up, and the ground where she was standing broke into pieces. Dozens of flexible chains emerged from the cracks in the ground. Her intuition told her that she must not be entangled by these things. Wan lost because she underestimated the enemy.

Mostima stood a hundred meters away, manipulating the chains that drilled into the ground and ordered the Lateran religious knights to fire.

While using her agile body to dodge the chains, she created magical weapons out of thin air to block the bullets from the Lateran soldiers. She soon realized that these chains and bullets were only a means to restrain her, and that the Lateran woman had other killer moves!

Nian also noticed that objects entangled by the golden chain would turn gray and lose all kinetic energy and stagnate in place, as if time was prohibited; and when the chain was cut, the bound objects would resume their previous movements. She gradually guessed the mechanism of the other party's ability.

(Those who have played Zelda: Picnic must know about the Chain Time Stop, which can perform many cool operations)

The biggest difference between Nian and Wan is that Nian will use various means to test the enemy's offensive means and special abilities after the war begins, which is mainly related to her combat experience.

Unlike Wan who slaughters mindless demons all day long, Nian has a lot of experience fighting against magicians. She knows very well that the battle between magicians is all about intelligence, and knowing the opponent's ability in advance is half the battle won.

"The chains of that Lateran woman have the ability to stop objects. I'm afraid the same is true for living organisms. Creatures bound by the chains cannot perceive what is happening while they are bound. The subjective feeling is that time has stopped. It is easy to be caught off guard when encountering it for the first time."

"Don't you think so? Wanbao..." Nian looked at the unconscious Wan in his arms and did not forget to mock her.

After knowing the principle, the next step is to find a way to fight back. Nian's plan is to take advantage of the opponent's weakness and escape. At this time, don't think about killing the opponent with a little health. Be thankful that you didn't give up.

"All magic spells have their limits. She can't capture all targets at once. What if she launches multiple magic weapons at once?" Nian decided to give it a try. She gathered the remaining strength in her body, and dozens of magic weapons of different shapes appeared around her.

This attack would leave a window of several seconds, during which time Nian would lose the ability to fight back. If her prediction was wrong, if that woman had other means of attack besides the chain...