Terra's Magnetic Field

And in that rain...I cried too...

In the rain, we leaned on each other, like two orphans holding hands and walking side by side in the end of the world, or like two drowned people sharing a piece of driftwood... We all have the same "loneliness", don't we? We can't find a place to stay on this land, and we have been wandering for half our lives.

After that night, you returned to your former self. No one except you and me knew what happened that night. You were too strong to tell anyone, and I also always kept my mouth shut.

Let those things sink completely into history... It's best if no one knows about it...

Later, Xiao Qian and Xiao Bai were born. When you were pregnant with them, you didn't tell anyone the reason. You just said that your mother was also conceived by inspiration, so you are the Son of Heaven, and your children are also...

Maybe Nian saw the details and noticed the change in my eyes towards you, but she wouldn't say it out loud either. She respects your and my choices.

When no one was around, I took the sleeping Xiaobai from your arms, and you exposed your chest to breastfeed Xiaoqian.

I pressed my face close to Xiaobai's, feeling his body temperature, pulse and breathing, and smelling the faint milky scent on him.

I told you that children have a special smell that makes people sleepy, and you replied that maybe it was this smell that made me feel at ease. People can only feel at ease when they completely let down their guard... Maybe...

Perhaps when a child with our blood is born, we will no longer be alone, and we who have nowhere to stay will have someone to rely on...

Wan, do you think so too?

I don’t know. I didn’t ask this question at the time, and when I thought about it again, I no longer had the chance.

I felt incredible when I held Xiao Bai in my arms. He was my child born by Wan, but he was not Wan nor was he me. He was only himself, an independent individual.

I don't expect him to be like me and Wan. Even though we have great power, we are all losers in nature. We have experienced too many irreparable tragedies in the first half of our lives. If I could choose his future, I hope he can live his life in peace and die peacefully in the arms of his children...

Similarly, I also wish the same for Xiao Qian. I hope she is happy.

But everything I hope for will go against the reality...

Xiao Qian matured too early under Wan's urging. She became stronger too quickly, and her heart could not bear the sudden increase in strength. She was arrogant and made many mistakes when she was young. In the end, she underestimated her enemy and died at the hands of her younger brother, whom she had always looked down upon.

On the night of Xiao Qian's burial, Wan knelt in front of the grave as he had done many years ago. There was no body in the grave. Xiao Qian turned into countless illusory fragments after her death. The strong girl didn't even leave a thought behind...

It rained that night. Even though Wanyou had the ability to control the sky, she still let the rain fall continuously, as if to wash away the sorrow in her heart, or to punish herself for exploiting her children.

Wan cried for the first time in a long time, but this time she didn't cry loudly but knelt on the ground and cried silently. Her mentality had changed a lot from when her mother died. This time she was no longer a daughter but a mother...

Wan is partial to Xiao Qian just like her mother was partial to Nian. I know that she was not only crying for Xiao Qian's death, but she also suddenly realized that Xiao Qian was essentially no different from the mother she hated, both were equally partial... This discovery completely broke her defenses.

Wan didn't kill Xiao Bai, who killed Xiao Qian. What else could she do since she only had this one child? For the first time, she felt helpless and powerless. She only gave Xiao Bai a joking punishment, turning him into a girl.

Wan once told me privately that she wanted to crush Xiao Bai's body directly, but when it came to the actual operation, she couldn't do it. She disassembled Xiao Bai's body and then quickly reassembled it, but her mind was full of her daughter, and in the end it became like this...

It's really laughable...

I think if Wan really killed Xiao Bai, she would lose her place to stay, and her uneasy heart would have nowhere to go. Nightmares and fear would make it difficult for her to sleep and make her crazy again.

Later, Xiaobai gave birth to Xiaoshi. Wan was watching her while she was giving birth. I was outside the delivery room. I was filled with fear and uneasiness appeared in my heart again.

Just like Wan gave birth to Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai gave birth to Xiao Shi, and Xiao Shi will give birth to her offspring in the future... Wan and my offspring, Bai's offspring, Shi's offspring, this bloodline of struggle may continue endlessly. Some of them may be indifferent like me, but more may inherit Wan's ambition, cruelty and unscrupulousness... Maybe our offspring will eventually destroy this land, the land where I was born...

If that happens, should I stop it? Or am I qualified to stop it? Can I kill them? Cut off my own bloodline...

I can't do it...

I have always been aloof from worldly affairs, which allows me to look at everything calmly. But if the affairs of this land become my family affairs, I will no longer be able to remain calm... God! Don't force me to make a choice...

Xiao Bai, who lost her power and even her qualification to be a man, later had a great enlightenment. She understood Wan's cruel nature and Wan's unique skill [Red Sky Sword], which was actually

It is the Madman Maker. This mad sword will eventually drive all practitioners crazy...

Xiao Bai also saw that Wan would only be calm and generous when she had a crushing advantage. Wan's kindness was actually the [compassion] of a superior to an inferior. Once something that could really shake her position appeared, she would do her best to destroy it.

I know all this, but my weakness has caused me to turn a blind eye to it...

Finally, Xiao Bai made up her mind to escape from the palace and hide in a place where Wan would never find her, and study ways to restore her strength. The sky lock that Wan had set was difficult for me to break alone, and other capable people would not interfere with Wan's decision.

After I knew Xiaobai's decision, I helped her escape from the heavily guarded palace. It was the only thing I could do for her.

I knew Wan hated the sea, so I took Xiaobai and fled to Agor's place.

I used the ruined palace of the deep sea civilization as raw materials to rebuild an underwater base that can accommodate tens of thousands of people as a place for cultivation. The base would constantly move on the seabed, passing through the same place only once every few hundred years, and most of the time it would be hidden.

Xiao Bai is more determined and persevering than I am, so he can do things that I can't do and achieve achievements that I can't achieve.

When Xiao Shi grew up, she realized that she was just a tool for Wan to rule the country from behind the scenes, and she also saw clearly that Wan would definitely not delegate power to her, so she betrayed her grandmother Wan a hundred years after Xiao Bai fled the palace.

But Xiao Shi's strength, which was only above the 40th level, was not enough to compete with Wan, who had already reached the 49th level. This suicidal little girl not only failed to defeat Wan, but also completely angered Wan, making him crazy. As far as I know, Wan hates people who betray her the most...

I think she guessed that I was the one who helped Xiao Bai disappear. In her opinion, I also betrayed her. That's why I didn't appear in front of her for a long time afterwards...

Just when Wan was completely mad and was about to destroy the world from Yan Country, and just when I was about to fight her to death, Xiao Bai, who I hadn't seen for a hundred years, arrived. When we met again, he had regained his male body, and then started a decisive battle with Wan. With a single move, he reached the upper limit of the fifty-layer heaven. That battle was a duel between the strongest people in the world at that time, and neither I, Nian, Xi, or Ling were qualified to intervene.

After an unknown amount of fighting, Xiao Bai finally defeated his mother. After the war, Xiao Bai did not kill Wan because of the mother-son relationship, but only expelled her from Yan State forever. He also completely revised the image of Zulong in the history books and called Wan E Sui. This is the history that Simuitai in later generations came into contact with.

Since then, Wan began her aimless journey, from being alone to having children, and then alone again, from having nothing to creating Yan State, and then back to having nothing. Her first half of life was like the hour hand turning a circle on a clock, time passed but returned to where it started.

Am I not the same?

I don't care about this. Nothing lasts forever. Everything you get will be lost in the end, whether it's love, wealth, power, status...

I once had a group of beautiful women and occupied a large piece of land as a king, but all of these turned to dust in the end. The beautiful women died of old age, the land they occupied was taken away by the first emperor of Yan State, and the title of king was burned in large numbers along with the history books, and in the end, nothing was left except memories.

I know Wan is not loyal. She will not become chaste for me. After being expelled from Yan Country, she soon found a new love and had affairs with all kinds of people.

I don't care about this, I have never cared, I don't ask her to love only me, nor will I stay with her for a long time. Long life allows us to have countless choices, we just need to remember that we once loved each other.

Later, Xiao Shi left before Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai, who had no attachment to this land any more, returned to the underwater base where he had practiced martial arts. When he came in, he found me already waiting there for a long time.

Yes, ever since Wan was expelled from Yan Country, I have been staying here in deep thought, thinking back on everything I have experienced in the past. Finally, I made up my mind to tell Xiao Bai all of my experiences over the past hundreds of years, without reservation.

After listening to a lot of words, Xiao Bai was silent for a long time, and finally replied to me with only one sentence:

"Thank you, Father..."

I cried after hearing what he said. I didn't cry like Wan did in front of her mother's grave, nor did I cry silently like she did in front of Xiao Qian's grave. Instead, I tried to hold back my sobs and let the tears flow uncontrollably.

From then on, my one hundred years of solitude ended.

Later, I said goodbye to Xiaobai and left that cold place. He had fallen asleep when I saw him for the last time. I couldn't help but recall the scene when I held him in my arms shortly after he was born, and the life I hoped for him. It seemed as if it had just happened yesterday.

My tears flowed uncontrollably again.

I didn't tell anyone about the underwater base, nor did I tell anyone where Xiao Bai was. He has worked hard for this land all his life. Let him sleep well and have a good dream...

Hundreds of years later, I met Wan again on a journey. We passed each other by, and after a few steps, we turned around and looked at each other. We said the same thing:

"It's you!"

At that time, she was accompanied by a woman named Mostima. I knew her and the three of us had been friends for a long time. Wan followed Mostima to learn how to be a messenger. She changed her identity every twenty years.

Later we found a restaurant nearby to eat, and Wan told me about her experiences over the years. Unlike me who was drifting aimlessly, she lived a fulfilling and happy life. It seemed that she had found a new place to stay.

That's fine...

I didn't tell her about the past, nor did I delve into her relationship with Mostima. She also didn't ask about my emotional life over the years. We didn't interfere with each other, and let the past be the past...

No matter how strong the wine is, it will be diluted by water, and no matter how deep the emotion is, it will eventually return to calm. I have seen too many heroes die, countries fall, and legends disappear in my life, and I finally got used to everything...

So...Wanbao...if I die, will you cry like you did those nights? Kneel before my grave and say the three words your mother never said to you?

Will it?

Or maybe not...

I don’t care……

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"I think I know what's going on. Your body can't keep up with your consciousness, right? There were many times when you could have killed me, but your body couldn't do what you wanted."

"Then this war has no meaning..."

After fighting with Archangel Exo for hundreds of rounds, Knife retreated, put away his dagger and spread his hands, no longer wanting to fight.

"Why did you stop?" The Archangel, who was in high spirits, complained to the young man opposite, but she also put down the crowbar in her hand.

Knife smiled at her and looked at his watch. "Look, it's already half past eleven, isn't it? It's time for my lunch break. I don't believe in overtime."

"You are such a weirdo..." muttered the Archangel.

"Maybe? Haha..." Knife smiled, "I don't care."

The Angel of Power brushed past Knife and walked out of the alley. Her ominous feeling just now became stronger, and this feeling forced her to instinctively go to a place where she was worshipped as a "god". She wanted to go there to "take back" the power that belonged to her, and to get there, she needed Precious's help, and she believed that she would not refuse.

Knife watched her leave with a calm look on his face, he knew that this was not his story, his legend had ended long ago, he would not steal the limelight.

He looked at Razer and Franka lying unconscious on the ground and sighed.

A drop of rain fell on his head, cold and he was surprised that it would rain in this season and month. The coldness of the rain reminded him of the past...

That’s all for today.

Postscript: What really broke the second son's defense after Jingtian's death was that he found that he was just as biased as Haihu... Just like when Haihu and the other men wanted to kill him, he also wanted to kill the baby to save Jingtian.

Chapter 362 Presace

It took a long time for Kal'tsit to relieve the pain of being abused by Skadi. She was afraid of that hateful thing and silently told herself that she must make her suffer in the future!

Kal'tsit has asked countless people to "look good" over the years, including Wan, Nian, Xi, Ling, Bella, Wanchou, Gloria, Hati, etc. However, she has never fulfilled her "look good" request once...

Kal'tsit's [Amazing Wisdom] is too humble compared to the [Unparalleled Power] possessed by those strong men. Although she has been devoted to studying the unreasonable power of [Magnetic Field Rotation] for thousands of years, the results of her research are just like her progress in the study of Originium Disease, no progress at all...

After so many years, she couldn't even perform the [magnetic field rotation] itself, let alone understand the nature and laws of it.

No matter how she practiced or what kind of skills she used, she could not imitate the killing moves that Wan Xin knew by heart, such as [Dragon Slaying Fist] and [Red Sky Sword].

Thousands of years of practice only allowed Kal'tsit to learn the power of elementary electric current propulsion, and she hadn't even touched the threshold of magnetic field rotation. It was as if her body was insulated from this power, and as if she was the only one left behind in the whole world's version update.

Over time, Kal'tsit herself became clear about her position in this world. To those strong ones, she was just a clown.

Her so-called strategies and overall perspectives were just childish play in the eyes of those beings with far superior vision. The grand plan that she spent thousands of years to lay out was cracked by them in just a few minutes.

Her strength and intelligence were completely suppressed, and she had no chance of winning against these guys.

Therefore, Kal'tsit's behavior has become more and more abstract over the past thousand years. She often entertains herself by playing dumb and playing with Wanbao and the others. Only in this way can she survive for a long time.

But her stubbornness and self-esteem did not allow her to give up completely. Even if it was a victory of spirit or shamelessness, Kal'tsit would often slander the opponent in her heart after being ruthlessly teased by the strong, because those strong people could not see through her thinking, and this was her last trump card.

After Kal'tsit angrily cursed Skadi, a "neither human nor ghost", "neither male nor female" "walking corpse", she felt much better. She probably thought:

"I have lived on this land for thousands of years. When I was stirring up trouble, Skadi was not even a fertilized egg! How could she do this to an elder ancestor like me? Even that Wan is just a kid in front of me at my age! It doesn't make sense... Never mind, I'll just think of it as being beaten by my grandson."

Once upon a time, before Wanbao and his ilk were born, Kal'tsit also dominated the earth and had been a demon king, an emperor, and a pharaoh... In the long years, she had ruled the areas of Sargon and Kazdel with her [Amazing Wisdom]. She was the first [Demon King] of Tikaz.

It can be said that before the appearance of the magnetic field force, this unreasonable and unethical thing, Kal'tsit's life was smooth sailing. But since that thing appeared

Her experience can only be described as a "tragedy in the world", although most of the tragedies were her own fault... In front of the true God, she was soon exposed as a clown pretending to be a god, and finally became a plaything of the powerful.

Sigh………………………………

Kal'tsit recalled the past glory, and her bitter mouth had a little sweetness. She climbed up from the cold and dirty ground, patted the dust off her butt, and left this cold place. This place didn't look like a place for people in the mortal world to stay. It was a pity that the salted fish guy could stay there.

Kal'tsit crawled out of the flooded sewer dragging her coat stained with large patches of dirt. As she was walking through a dark alley, she was tackled to the ground by a guy who was lying in ambush above.

Before she could start to struggle, the other person poked her back spine with his little finger, depriving her of the ability to move with the electricity released from his fingertips.

The famous Doctor Kal'tsit, the first generation of the Demon King, was captured like this. She collapsed to the ground like a dead cat...

With the help of the reflection of the rain on the ground, Kal'tsit knew that the person who pressed her down was Angelica, the senior elite operator of Sakota that she had heard of before. Why did she do such a thing this time? She seemed to be mentally unstable now...

"Puresai~ Long time no see, have you missed me?" The right eye of the Angel of Exorcism had completely turned emerald green, and the pupil had become a cross. This symbolized that her spirit had been completely assimilated by the thing in her body, and there was no possibility of resistance...

As for Kal'tsit, who was pinned down by the Archangel and unable to move, she was supposed to be eloquent but could not utter a single word after being frightened. She racked her brains but could not figure out what the other party was saying. What was "Pureseth"? She had no idea who this person was, and she did not understand why the Archangel called her that.

Although Kal'tsit didn't have much power, based on her years of experience crawling on the earth, she knew that the woman who pinned her down was definitely not a good person, and was also very [strong]!

She could feel from this Archangel the same sense of oppression that she had only felt from extremely strong men like Wanbao and Xiaoer, the kind of feeling where even breathing was difficult!

Her survival instinct told her that if she wanted to live, she had to do what the Archangel wanted.

Seeing that Kal'tsit didn't answer, Archangel Violet roughly grabbed Kal'tsit's hair with her right hand, pulled her head up from the back in the rainstorm, and put her face close to look into her terrified left eye.

"Why are you silent? Precious... I didn't expect to see such a horrified look in your eyes. I remember you looked at me like that when we first met... Aren't you going to play any tricks? Try using your teleportation, immortality, and quantization? Let's see if I can annihilate you before that!"

“…I…I don’t understand…what are you talking about!…Who is Priss?…” Kal’tsit dared to utter a few words. She looked at the expression in Angelica’s eyes, which changed from confusion to surprise and then to rage.

Without waiting for her to continue explaining, the Angel of Power pressed her head into the muddy water on the ground and yelled:

"Damn it! Are you kidding me?!"

The angry roar of the Angel of Power almost drowned out the thunder. The woman under her now was undoubtedly Priss in terms of appearance and the feeling she gave her. How could she accept this statement?

Exiah whispered nervously in Kal'tsit's ear:

"How can you not be Precious? How can you not be Precious? If you are not Precious, why are you like this?! Why when I beat you up, the feedback I get is exactly the same as when I beat her up! Give me a reply, Precious!!"