Terra's Magnetic Field

"How disgusting! Could this person be suffering from that kind of disease?"

"This unclean, filthy woman..."

"This immortal, indestructible thing..."

BGM: Siren Records-MSR-immutable/Strolling in the Dust OST remix (David Clarkson remix)

Kal'tsit walked silently past the people who greeted her one after another. Although she did not have as strong power as them, she could still read the thoughts of the weak through other means.

She knew very well whether those people were complimenting her sincerely or complimenting her on the surface but mocking and cursing her in their hearts.

She would not treat someone differently just because they slandered her in their heart, she had gotten used to it over the years. Anyway, those things were short-lived and pathetic, and even if they were left alone, they would die out in a few hundred years.

Even though she was once a wicked person who committed all kinds of sins, her guilt will no longer exist when everyone forgets her sins.

Even though she was a saint who had done all the good things,

When her gifts were forgotten by all, her deeds ceased to exist.

The world is objective, but society is subjective. It exists because people have the same ideas and is an aggregation of people's hearts.

Now Kal'tsit has to start doing this tedious work day after day, inspecting the progress of work in various parts of Rhodes Island, while dealing with company cooperation matters and personnel promotions of operators.

Some of these jobs used to be Wan's, but now he does nothing and leaves her to take care of everything...

Ending song: "Eternal Age"

Lyrics excerpt:

The curse of eternal life has surrounded me. I want to break free but I am powerless to face it. I can only repent and long for eternal sleep in this lonely and desolate world.

I have experienced endless rises and changes, and have seen endless peaks and madness. The prosperity and wealth cannot stay by my side, and accompany me to spend another thousand years~

I can't get out of that vortex and keep falling.

I let death stop, and my soul is also dedicated, even if I sacrifice all my gentleness and purity, I will live forever in this world, step on every mountain, but I cannot step into the nightmare in my heart~

I let death stop me, forget fear and ignorance, but I am still restless and tired. This is a sin I brought upon myself, and I can no longer change it.

Have I become the representative of God, or have I become a lingering evil ghost? I am in heaven, but I cannot fly, nor can I fall into the abyss of hell.

Those people who loved me in my memories have now turned into rotten photos. The years of nostalgia collapsed in an instant, leaving only the gray smoke called beauty.

Sadness and sorrow continue to revolve in the long life~

I let death cease, break through the constraints of fate, and let the flaws of life be erased and covered up, but I can no longer endure such years, I am willing to end with a smile and welcome destruction~

This sin that I brought upon myself is being repeated endlessly around me. This sorrow that will last forever, who can help me resolve it?

That’s all for today.

Volume 378: Chapter Chapter I Survive in Purgatory

"This land is shit, and the people living on it are all beasts. The guys who are one level stronger can bully the first-class untouchables at will, and then they will be slaughtered by the bastards of a higher level with more brutal means..."

"Ursus never believes in tears. The hearts of Ursus people are as cold as the snow on the ground, so cold that even stepping on it barefoot will feel burning..."

“Haha… huh… haha… ha…”

The girl ran like crazy on the snow, completely ignoring the scratches on her feet, leaving bloody red marks on the snow. Fortunately, the wounds were quickly frozen, and after running for more than ten meters, the red marks gradually faded until they disappeared.

"Woof! Woof! Roar———————" The hunting dogs behind her were chasing her. These loyal beasts were raised by Ursus soldiers to track fugitives.

But the girl is only eleven years old, what crime could she have committed?

Being a relative of a rebel was her sin, the sin she was born to bear.

When the girl was very young, her parents joined a march to denounce the government's tyranny. Those idealists wanted to use their actions to warn the government to consider the feelings of ordinary people more.

It goes without saying that this kind of thing will naturally end in the complete failure of the vulnerable civilians.

On the day of the demonstration, the spontaneously formed group of civilians had only advanced more than ten meters toward the capital's palace when they were surrounded by a group of well-trained, fully armed soldiers. Before the civilians could argue, the soldiers used their anti-riot batons to "suppress" the civilians.

On that day, all the civilians who participated in the march were imprisoned as "rebels" without exception, and their relatives were charged with "aiding civil strife." Among the more than 3,000 people in the march, as many as 400 were beaten to death by soldiers on the spot...

Those soldiers themselves were all civilians, and the people they beat might very well be people they had passed by on the street, acquaintances of their friends, or neighbors of their parents, but they were ruthless in their attacks.

Because these seemingly strong guys are very scared, they are afraid that their families will one day fall under their control, so they try their best to show loyalty to the empire just to protect themselves.

This incident was little known in Ursus more than a decade later, because the government strictly prohibited civilians from talking about it again and welcomed civilians to report each other, so over time the matter was left unresolved. And the assets of the civilians who were imprisoned in the "labor camp" were all nationalized.

What? No human rights? No laws? What are those? What right do the weak have to mention these things in front of the strong? As a weak person, you should have self-knowledge and understand that you are born to devote yourself to your country and rulers. If you can't even do these, how can you deserve to live?

Yes... not worthy of living...

The girl running wildly on the snow at this moment was the one that the empire defined as "not worthy of living". She was able to leave the "labor camp" and escape outside not with the help of other prisoners or her own efforts, but because the soldiers in charge of guarding the prisoners had a sudden impulse.

The "labor camp" was built as a centralized prison for political prisoners and rebels, in the most remote mobile city of Ursus, where the dirtiest and most laborious jobs in the country's manufacturing industry were performed.

Garrison

The soldiers' daily work was to verbally abuse the prisoners, crush their self-esteem bit by bit, and then beat them with sticks, destroying their bodies bit by bit. Their ultimate goal was to completely drain the prisoners' strength and desire to resist, turning them into cripples, and then execute them as a warning to the underground rebels.

In this extremely high-pressure and boring working environment, the originally mentally healthy soldiers also began to become mentally abnormal, and regarded torturing and raping prisoners as a means of entertainment.

Torturing and raping adult prisoners was not enough, a small number of prisoners were minors, the youngest was only five or six years old. Those psychologically and physically immature children were often the "favorites" of the soldiers, because their reactions when tormented were much more interesting than those of adults.

Many soldiers liked to call the children's parents and family members who were also prisoners to watch when they were torturing them, thus conducting double torture.

The girl's parents had left the labor camp a long time ago and their whereabouts were unknown. I heard from other prisoners that they were transferred to conduct human experiments and must have died.

The girl's "escape" was a perverted game for the soldiers. Someone suggested that she run barefoot from the entrance of the labor camp into the woods wearing only light clothing, and then send hounds to chase her half an hour later. They bet on how long it would take for the hounds to bring back her flesh and tear it into pieces.

After the soldiers had divided the bets, they would let the hounds eat the girl's flesh in front of her grandmother, and then bet on whether the kind old woman would go crazy as a result.

They have played this game many times. In this kind of place, human life is the least valuable. Even if this group of people are killed by them, new replacements will soon be sent from all over the country to serve as new toys.

"Woof woof! Woof woof woof!" The barking of the dog behind her was getting closer and closer, even though the girl had been running non-stop since the beginning of the game.

But with the physical fitness of a minor, she could not run far in half an hour, and she was soon caught up by this group of bloodthirsty beasts with a keen sense of smell and good running.

Death is about to catch up with the girl, and her end will definitely be miserable!

If the beasts caught up with the girl, they would use their powerful claws to hold her down, then open their sharp mouths to bite and dismember the girl's flesh and bones, tearing the girl apart like a toy, letting her internal organs and blood flow out and freeze in the cold wind...

The future was almost certain, but the girl continued to run without stopping, completely ignoring the pain in her torn lungs and the itchy frostbite on her hands and feet. It was not because she still had the will to keep moving, but because her mind was completely occupied by fear. The instinct for survival supported this thin body to continue to accelerate towards the hopeless future...

"Who will come? ... Someone come to save me ... Anyone can..."

The girl didn't see clearly ahead while running, and her foot was tripped by a protruding dead tree root. She then slipped on the snow and rolled down the sinking slope into the snow pile below.

During the fall, the girl's nose rubbed against a rock, leaving a deep scar in the middle of her nose. But the girl did not react much to it because her face was frozen and her senses were dulled.

That was just as well, wasn't it? She would have a less painful, relatively peaceful death as the hounds tore her apart.

In this land, those without abilities are like ants and rats. They don’t need to think about how to live decently, they only seek a peaceful death.

"Heh..." The girl exhaled, and then laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Hahaha!" Her childish face was distorted. After laughing, she coughed a few times and looked up at a group of hunting dogs peeking out from the slope above.

"*Ursus curse*!" The girl exerted all her strength to curse upwards, "You beasts! Dogs of the empire! Come on! Bite me to death! What are you waiting for?!"

Although the beasts could not understand the girl's words, they could read the extreme resentment and disdain from her tone. After smelling the negative emotions, these beasts who specialized in hunting rushed down together!

The girl will be torn to pieces by the hounds!

“No… damn!”

A Yan country swear word came out of the Ursus girl's mouth. She learned it from other prisoners in the labor camp, where some smugglers who traveled between Yan country and other countries were also detained.

This "tmd" was like the unlocking code of some gene. As soon as the girl said it, she felt some [change] taking place in her body, and some power in her body [awakened].

Since the awakening of the first batch of strong men on Terra thousands of years ago, humans have been constantly selecting those with excellent genes through wars, and have been constantly intermarrying and merging bloodlines. In modern times, almost everyone has more or less blood of strong men flowing in their bodies, the only difference is the purity.

There is a large group of people whose purity meets the conditions for awakening [magnetic field rotation], but because of factors such as personality and living environment, they live a mediocre life all their lives.

So the girl's current situation is that in a state of extreme despair, anger, and excitement, her inherent potential has been activated. Electricity flows through her body, and although she has not yet understood what is happening, she only feels that everything around her has slowed down, and the hounds jumping down from above are slowly falling in her eyes. In this critical moment, she gives her body to instinct and acts according to her desire to survive.

She

She raised her hands, her mind went blank. The temperature around her dropped sharply. In a way she couldn't understand, huge ice crystals suddenly pierced out from the snow and violently pierced through the hounds that jumped down! Cut them into pieces!

A moment later, the girl's raised hand froze in mid-air. She stared at the "artwork" she had made in front of her. The bodies of the hounds were pierced by the sword-like ice crystals. She couldn't believe that this was her own work.

This was the first time the girl took a life. She didn't feel any guilt, but was just glad that if she didn't kill those beasts, she would be the one to die!

"Did you do this? Well done~" a soft female voice came from behind, and the girl immediately turned around to look.

In this snowy land, the girl meets the woman.

The woman was suspended in the air, her drifting figure just like the gods in mythology. The great gravity could not restrain her, her power had already broken through the basic rules of this world.

He was wearing a dark purple scale armor vest, with arm armor and a belt around his arms and waist that symbolized his status, military pants and big leather boots, and a pure white cape fluttering in the wind behind him.

Just by looking at her demeanor and clothes, the girl knew that the woman in heaven was by no means "simple".

BGM: "Brownode Bootleg" (This is the BGM when Payne appears. It has a sacred and oppressive feel. If ordinary people see Wanbao, they will probably worship her as a god)

"I originally came to Ursus just to deal with some things, but I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing..." The woman slowly descended from the sky. Her tall body did not sink at all when she stepped on the snow. She put her hands behind her back, facing the girl.

"What's your name, little girl?" the woman asked kindly. Before the girl noticed, she had already crossed several meters and was only an arm's length away from her.

She looked down from above, and the girl looked up humbly. The horns on the woman's head overlapped with the dead branches nearby.

"Yelena..." the girl said her name.

"Yelena, that's a nice name. My name is Wan, and those who respect me call me [Blade Master]..."

Wan Zhi simply knew the cause and effect of what happened to Yelena, and then asked her with a smile:

"Little friend, are you interested in doing something with me?"

"what's up?"

Yelena was instinctively wary of this woman she met for the first time. She instinctively sensed that she was very dangerous, but this woman didn't seem to have any ill will towards her?

In response to Yelena's question, Wan gave the following answer:

"How about accompanying me to kill all the guard dogs at the labor camp? It's quite interesting, isn't it?"

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"Why haven't you come back yet? Forty minutes have passed. In the past, he should have come back with rotten meat in less than half an hour..." The old soldier sitting on a stool at the entrance of the labor camp crossed his legs and asked the new recruit opposite him while smoking:

"Why did you stab this old woman to death? Wouldn't it be no fun?" The old soldier glanced at the old woman lying in a pool of blood. She was Yelena's grandmother.

The remaining hunting dogs were fighting over the remaining flesh and internal organs of the old woman. Occasionally blood splattered, and the scene was horrific.

The bastards at the door were extremely indifferent to this extremely bloody scene. Only the new recruit still had some humanity. His hands and mouth trembled slightly, and the cigarette between his fingers swayed back and forth. He said tremblingly:

"I can't help it. Who told that old guy to bite my hand suddenly? I got so excited that..."

“Hahaha~” someone laughed and patted the new recruit on the shoulder. “That’s nothing. You’re new here and not very experienced yet. One time, a lunatic suddenly grabbed my neck, and I smashed his ribs with my elbow. Then I chopped off his penis and stuffed it into his mouth.”

"You'll get used to it. There's nothing wrong with killing people. We've all seen blood. Now you're a man too," someone else said.

It seemed that no one took life seriously. In this weird atmosphere, gradually, the recruit's last bit of conscience was swallowed up, and his hands began to stop shaking.

"Yeah, why should I be afraid? I just killed a traitor of the empire. The life of that kind of person is no different from that of a pig or a dog. This is justified for me. I have the right to take the lives of those guys..."

"They deserved to die anyway, didn't they?"

"*Ursus curse*!!" After the recruit "figured it out", he stood up from the stool, walked to the old woman's body in front of everyone, and kicked her helpless remains with all his strength, cursing as he kicked, as if this could prove his "bravery" and "loyalty"

Others applauded and celebrated the birth of a new species.

What they don’t know is that death is slowly approaching them, and soon death will come to everyone equally…… ...

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That’s all for today.

Volume 379: Chapter Chapter Wreath

"Damn old thing! How dare you bite me?!" the recruit cursed while kicking the old woman's remains. After being "encouraged" by the people around him, his "courage" rose to a higher level.

Perhaps to show off his "power", he unzipped his cold-proof pants, exposing the water pipe underneath him to the minus ten degree air. As his body shivered, a stream of steaming warm current flowed from top to bottom, irrigating the remaining flesh and bones of the old woman, completely insulting the deceased.

Instead of being reprimanded, the beast's behavior received unanimous praise from others. Those old imperial soldiers, whose minds had long been twisted, gave their new comrades a thumbs up and praised their bravery. Isn't this how you should treat rebels?

fart!

A cold wind blew, and no one realized what had happened. After the wind passed, the remaining hounds began barking wildly in the direction of the woods.

This was very strange. If the hounds smelled a stranger, they should have rushed over directly. Why were they cowering and trembling like this? The barking sounded neither like a warning nor a demonstration. It sounded more like a howl of fear, begging the creature in the forest not to come over...

(Kuga's final boss, Zero Daguba, comes with a fear buff when he appears, and both humans and Gurongi will be instinctively afraid)