Terra's Magnetic Field

Mahenna knew that all this was due to his inaction, but what should he do? Should he just kill like other powerful people? Is it really so difficult to be a good person with morals in this land?

What Manna didn't know was that he had actually been using morality and justice as a shield for his numbness and cowardice. A truly moral and strong person would not use these as an excuse for his inaction. Manna was not holding on to anything. He just lost the courage and determination of a brave man over time. He was just afraid to make a decision.

When the golden sword sank into the cold sea, the brilliance attached to it dissipated over time, and eventually it turned black and rusted like a sword made of ordinary iron.

In order to make the golden sword shine again, its surface needs to be polished, so that the numb and decadent person can experience a certain amount of stimulation.

Maenna felt that he had stayed long enough, so he planned to leave. But just before he left, a familiar and harsh voice came from behind him:

"I thought you would come to me on your own initiative, but after so many years I still can't help but come to you out of boredom."

"Huh?!" Mainna's heart tightened when he heard the voice. He thought that no matter how crazy the guy behind him was, he would not appear on the land of Casimir. Just hearing this guy's voice made him anxious.

The person who spoke behind him was undoubtedly Wan Lei Ting, who had a blood feud with him, but Maenna still used reason to steady himself and stood still. He turned his back to warn the other party:

"This is not Ursus, Casimir is not a place where you can act wild!"

"Oh~" Wan Lei Ting did not respond directly to Maenna's warning. She said teasingly, "You look much shorter than before. I almost didn't recognize you from behind, but there is no doubt that the disgusting smell on you will not change."

"You really have been patient for a long time. I wonder how soft a man can be to not seek revenge on me after such a long time after his blood relatives were killed?"

Wan Lei Ting's shrill voice really asked for a beating. Mainna understood that this guy was deliberately provoking him in order to find a reason to start a war. After he fought with this woman, he would respond to Ursus' declaration of war on behalf of Casimir, and the war would once again sweep across this land that had not been peaceful for a long time.

"Whatever you want from me, I don't have it. You can go away." Mainna issued an ultimatum. He thought his face could still be of some use at this time.

"Hahaha!" Lei Ting laughed, "I thought you would go crazy after hearing my voice, but I still underestimated your weakness. Since I can't do it, let this girl beg you!"

As soon as these words came out, Ma Enna secretly felt something was wrong. When he turned around, he heard the young woman's scream, and then saw the ten-foot-tall Wan Lei Ting holding one of his only relatives left in the world, Margaret, in one hand...

Margaret's hands were roughly grasped by Wan Lei Ting, and she looked like a hunter carrying the prey he had just shot.

Margaret, who is considered tall among women, is just a plaything in front of Wan Leiting. She is held tightly in Wan Leiting's giant hands and has no ability to resist.

Wan Lei Ting shook the Margaret in his hand a few times to show off, and then ordered the other party in a low voice:

"Little girl, ask your uncle to save you!"

Margaret was in a dilemma. She had said those excessive words to Ma Enna before. It would be too embarrassing to ask him for help now. But the feeling of Wan Leiting's grip on her wrist was really painful.

Margaret, who used to be so heroic on the field, now behaved like a distressed female knight kidnapped by a troll. She held her breath until her slightly red face was oozing with hot sweat, and her golden hair was sticky to her skin.

"Scream! Scream quickly!" Thunder shook Margaret up and down violently, breaking several bones in her legs and feet and causing her internal organs to churn. This was the first time that the star knight on the court tasted what "real pain" was!

"Ah! Gua! Uncle Marna, save me!" Margaret shouted as expected.

This made Lei Ting quite satisfied. She narrowed her deep red eyes into a small slit and looked at Mainna who was standing still opposite her. Her tail behind her was shaking excitedly like a rattlesnake.

Margaret's loss of composure was inevitable. After all, she was just an athlete, and the gap between athletes and soldiers in actual combat could only be described as tragic... Now Margaret looked very immature, sandwiched between two veterans who had experienced life and death.

Thunder: "Cyril, is your cub cute? I think her screams are cute, just like her damn father! Hahahaha!! I wonder if you will also make such a cute howl when I break your bones one by one?"

Lei Ting was saying this to Mainna. Behind Mainna was Cyril's tombstone. It was unknown what the meaning of her saying such words to a dead person was. Anyway, Margaret could not understand it.

Lei Ting's few short words showed her ferocity and cruelty to the fullest. This woman was just waiting for the man opposite her to reply. Of course, if the other party refused to fight, she would trample and destroy everything in this country!

"I

I am not living in this world for the purpose of dominating or ruling. I am living just to fight and entertain myself. When this land cannot satisfy me, I will destroy everything!"

Lei Ting roared to the sky, of course she said it on purpose for the other side to hear.

"If I said that, would you still choose to escape?" Lei Ting looked at Mainna again.

She casually threw the useless Margaret aside. She was not a despicable person who only knew how to use intimidation and inducement, so she naturally disdained to take hostages because it would be boring.

Maenna glanced at Margaret who was lying on the side and shouted:

"Margaret, leave as quickly as possible! Something terrible is going to happen here!"

"Can…………"

Margaret wanted to say something else, but when she saw the way Manna was staring at her, she could no longer refute him. Manna seemed to have become a different person, with a tough and murderous aura that he didn't usually have. He finally became like a real strong man.

Margaret had no choice but to do as she was told, and she fled from that place so quickly that her cells didn't even have time to reorganize.

After confirming that Margaret had escaped a hundred miles away, Ma Enna said solemnly to Lei Ting:

"After my wife and sons died, my heart seemed to have died. I was depressed for a long time because of these things, but after meeting you this time, I seem to have sobered up a lot."

"Maybe I am just such a mean person. The more adversity and crisis I face, the stronger I become, but I become numb after comfort. You and I are both people who can only survive on the battlefield. The only difference is that I am passive and you are active."

Mainna took off his coat, revealing the black vest underneath, and dark golden helmet-patterned battle patterns appeared on his face, symbolizing his intention to protect others.

He shouted across:

"Then let's fight!"

After Mainna said this, the expression on Lei Ting's face became even more crazy, her smile became extremely abstract, and at the same time, her exposed right arm emitted a pure white light, and black and white snake scales similar to the pattern on her right arm appeared on her face.

"Then just fucking kill him!"

Both of them rushed towards each other, and almost instantly they punched each other in the face with their fully charged fists.

The two people fighting each other did not use any martial arts moves such as the Dragon Slaying Fist or the Lightning Thunder Fist. They just vented the most pure violence and beat each other with the most primitive means of human beings. Only this way can they get rid of the grievances and hatred that have accumulated for many years!

Mainna then forced Lei Ting to move half of his face to the other side, and Lei Ting's attack broke two of Mainna's teeth and caused his brain to vibrate.

The winner was decided in just one move, with Mainna clearly at a disadvantage.

"Are you kidding me? What the hell can such a weak fist protect?!" Lei Ting seemed to be deceived. She immediately threw another punch at Mainna's abdomen to vent her dissatisfaction.

In her impression, this man shouldn't be so useless! He should be stronger!

Lei Ting's dissatisfied punch sent Mainna flying to the castle a mile away, and Mainna was like a cannonball through his ancestral home. It was too late to feel sorry for him! What was even more terrible was that when Mainna looked up from the ruins, he saw Lei Ting holding up the tombstone of "Cyril" and smashing it down on him!

"Do you think you can use something this deceptive to deceive people? No! My old friend! No!!"

Lei Ting said some incomprehensible words and hit Mainna's handsome face madly with a tombstone.

Lei Ting used her own strength to stabilize the tombstone so that it would not break. This heavy thing that was more than a person's height was like a deadly blunt weapon in her hand, making Mainna feel humiliated while suffering.

"Enough!" Maenna smashed the tombstone with both fists, and shattered this "fake" thing with his own hands! It was like tearing apart the disguise of these years.

In this situation, he suddenly released the rage that had accumulated in his heart, and with a powerful momentum, he blew away the tall woman in front of him! The dark golden light that spread throughout his body was the embers of his former glory.

Mainna roared and rushed towards Lei Ting who was several meters away. His fists hit Lei Ting's chest and face as fast as meteors. Several rounds of heavy punches made Lei Ting fall forward and backward, but he did not make her bleed even a drop.

Mainna's fist hit Lei Ting's skin with a heavy, dull sound like hammering iron. Although Lei Ting's upper body was shaking constantly, her lower body was as steady as a thousand-year-old tree.

Seeing this, Lei Ting smiled jokingly and said:

"It's useless, it's useless. Can your trash fist hurt my indestructible golden body? My body-protecting golden light is comparable to that of a hundred thousand! No... I have surpassed him now!"

Lei Ting stood up and nonchalantly endured Mainna's punch. She even put her hands on her hips to show that she was relaxed. It seemed that Mainna's punch was just a drizzle to her!

"Back then, Wan Bai accepted two disciples. Lin inherited his fussiness and ignorance, while I inherited his tyranny and strength! I am the authentic master of Thunder Magic!!"

"Huh?!" Mainna was stunned after hearing that, and then he was hit by a thunderous punch that could really be called a "killer move"!

Lei Ting's "Lightning Thunder Fist" is as powerful as a bolt of lightning that destroys the world. With its huge flow support, this punch has a record of evaporating a large mobile city in an instant. This time, she concentrated this power and hit Mainna, allowing this terrible power to explode on his "tiny" body!

"Ahh!!!" After being hit into the sky, Maenna finally couldn't stop crying miserably.

Called.

"Hmph! You finally realized that you want to fight, but do you think you can defeat me with this little strength? It's too early to dream!" Thunder sharply commented on Mainna in the sky.

She then added:

"Cyril, you have lost the power of the giant and have been silent for so many years. You are no longer qualified to compete with me. You will be the first to be sacrificed to the entire Casimir!!"

That’s all for today.

Postscript: The news that Guo Degang received a letter from a deceased Peking Opera master has been widely circulated in the opera circle recently. Some people think that this was directed and acted by Guo Degang himself. Because the words were printed on A4, the seal was laser engraved, the manuscript was bought from a used book website a few days ago, and the person died without any evidence, the whole thing seems to be a blood-stained mantra.

I actually have some doubts about the authenticity of this story, because similar things have happened more than once or twice, and everyone knows what the reputation of Deyun Club is now. Lao Guo always likes to hype himself up. I think he should not be called the crosstalk master but the fan circle master. His marketing methods are several versions ahead of others.

To be fair, Lao Guo is a good crosstalk artist, he has a lot of tricks and he has some good stuff. But his Peking opera is just so-so, he can't be said to have saved Peking opera, it's not his turn to save Peking opera. A group of people do something, are Tianjin and Beijing very close? Why can Peking opera be related to crosstalk? He has made enough money in this life, so he should stop messing around. He might as well train his son and several apprentices. What kind of shit are they singing?

I heard from a college friend that their college invited a second-generation rich man who studied abroad to give a speech and held a symposium. Then the second-generation rich man promoted Guo Qilin to the students. Isn't this ridiculous? How much of Guo Qilin's achievements were earned by himself? Is Guo Qilin a person who can attend the lecture hall in an upright manner? Those who listen to crosstalk must know about his early years. According to the old rules, these actors were for entertainment, but now they have become great men...

Besides, it is quite sad that this deceased Peking Opera master was used to endorse the show. Even if we assume that he really existed, in the end these people were still taking advantage of him in order to squeeze out the last bit of sympathy from the audience and sell more tickets for the show.

It is painful to survive in this society where kindness and compassion become weaknesses. I have long felt an invisible pressure that made it hard for me to breathe. I wanted to turn my back but found myself nailed to the chopping board and at the mercy of others.

What is wrong with this society? Or has it always been like this?

I have always been a pessimistic person, because the reality around me makes it difficult for me to be optimistic. Many people advise me to be more open-minded, but if they had experienced what I have experienced, I am afraid they would be more depressed than me.

There are many things in this world that cannot be solved by saying "the sky is the limit". Many times we are wandering around in a dead end with no way out, and when we get out of it, our life is over.

I've been having nightmares recently. The things I dream about are nothing more than those things that seem inexplicable at first glance, but are terrifying when you think about them carefully. My suspicion and anxiety have deepened.