I am the magnetic field maniac

"I didn't!" Thunder Spider roared at the top of his lungs.

"You know that for those with strong magnetic fields, there are no secrets when the lower level faces the higher level." The Spirit Mantis laughed in a low voice.

"Although I don't know why the Emperor indulges you, your foolish and superficial thoughts are as clear to me as a broadcast...

I have given you two chances, but you didn't take them. Is Rentaro Satomi really worth enough for you to betray the Emperor and us?"

"I didn't betray you!" Raiju's voice was already filled with a kind of crying tone that she couldn't describe. She did provide convenience to Battle Rabbit and hoped that Rentaro would be rescued, but... she really didn't think she was betraying him.

"Every betrayer will not think of himself as a traitor, just like every corrupt official initially thinks he is forced to do so."

Psycho Mantis whispered as two blades emitting arcs of electricity popped out from her arms. At the same time, a force similar to that of the Thunder Spider surged through her body...

"And my duty is to correct these self-righteous mistakes. Katagiri Yumatsuki, you will pay the price for your actions."

"Only loyalty to the Emperor is absolute!"

66. Expectation, the poison of despair

When Psycho Mantis was first designed, it was designed with "internal monitoring" in mind.

Her overflowing spiritual power gave her a huge advantage in internal fights with people of the same magnetic field strength...

But her mental instability and lack of wisdom after falling into mental illness made it difficult for her to fight as a true "strong person".

In this case, it would be sufficient for her to play the role of an internal supervisor.

All she needs to do is use her own abilities to eliminate the "blood stasis" within the organization.

Whether it is impure loyalty to the Emperor, or those corrupt people who use their power to do whatever they want!

When the number of people is large enough, such things will definitely exist. Bai Wujie needs manpower, enough people to do such things.

Of course, the question of what should happen if the supervisors also fall into corruption is a difficult question to answer.

But for Bai Wujie, as long as he exists, all problems can be solved.

The worst that could happen is to start over again. He has the confidence and patience to do so!

And now, the Psychic Mantis, who had determined that the Thunder Spider was a traitor, chose to attack without hesitation!

The Thunder Spider's strongest power is 120,000 horsepower, and the Psycho Mantis's strongest power can undoubtedly take her down easily.

But she, who had not yet comprehended the Emperor's true intentions, saw this as an opportunity to sharpen her own blade!

She would only use 70,000 horsepower of strength, but she believed that this was enough.

"Father!"

As the mental mantis roared, a powerful spirit overflowed from the thinker in her mind, like an invisible blade piercing directly into the thunder spider's brain.

Even though she had used her strength to protect her brain and boost her spirits, the huge impact at that moment still made her eyes go dark.

The auxiliary task chip installed in the brain kept reporting errors, and everything clear in front of him turned into a strange picture full of black buoy dots.

What’s even more terrifying is that she “can’t see” where the Psychic Mantis is at all!

A strong gust of wind blew from her left hand, and she swung the single-molecule spider web to that side without hesitation... but it was indeed three fingers on her right hand that were cut off with the pain of being cut!

And the same situation is happening over and over again!

Pain and senses were reversed, cognition began to become confused, and the fighting method that relied on experience and skills was completely denied and even became a huge burden.

Does the Thunder Spider have any solution? She has no solution at all. She is a magnetic field weapon created on the "assembly line". She is a tool for the White Unbounded to rule, a useful weapon. But as a weapon, "standard" is its biggest advantage and biggest disadvantage.

Her biggest drawback is that she cannot come up with any actions outside of the predetermined plan. What can she do now that she has fallen into the hands of an enemy who completely restrains her?

The pain of being on the verge of death, the regret for his own foolish behavior, and the hatred towards the Emperor that could not be concealed.

All the emotions were constantly intertwined and accumulated as the injuries on the body increased wildly!

Cutting, as if endless cutting and harm were being inflicted on one's body, was it intending to punish itself with a thousand cuts?

No, no, this is absolutely unacceptable!

"130,000 horsepower of strength, Sky Net!"

Hysterical screams appeared on that mature and beautiful face, accompanied by a magnetic force that exploded with emotion.

A huge and dense single-molecule network was interwoven around her and spread out in an instant, aiming to completely entangle the "praying mantis" that was trapped in it!

Ha! I win in the end—

Before she could finish her words, or her thoughts, she suddenly felt a sharp pain all over her body. Then, she felt nothing.

A scarlet figure passed through the densely cut single-molecule net, carrying a beautiful head with its eyes open.

The Psycho Mantis tilted her head and looked at the thing that had killed her... and she had only made one move, the knife that beheaded it.

All the resistance and fear of the Thunder Spider just now were just illusions woven by the Psychic Mantis after it invaded her brain and thoughts...

When the five senses connected to the brain send out wrong signals as the brain loses control, and the perception of magnetic field force is also disrupted synchronously, then this person is like fish on a stick.

Psycho Mantis took off his gas mask, opened his mouth slightly, and licked the fresh blood with his tongue. His cheeks flushed and his body trembled slightly.

But it’s not enough, it’s absolutely not enough!

She needed to taste more, the traitor's blood!!

"Perhaps we should all have died in Tokyo, together."

In the laboratory filled with cold silver-grey tones, Muroto Sumire sat cross-legged with two beakers of taro soup, looking at Rentaro who was tied to the cross and unable to move, and said softly...

"But I want you to live, just like you advised me to live bravely."

Muroto Sumire raised her head and drank a mouthful of the cold taro soup. It still tasted bad...

But now it is impossible for a young man to make her a bowl of hot and delicious soup again.

"Now it seems that we are both nothing but self-righteous things. You should not live and suffer, and I should have died from that day on."

The door of the laboratory was gently pushed open, and Ayn Rand walked in. Looking at the seductive Muroto Sumire sitting on the ground, the greed and desire in his eyes almost materialized...

"Muroto, come with us! The teacher has already left for Houston, and we should go there sooner."

As he was speaking, his hand directly touched Muroto Sumire's shoulder and kept moving downwards. Muroto Sumire lowered her head and decisively took out a revolver from under her white coat...

Bump! Bump!

Six bullets in a row were fired into the German's body in a very short period of time.

Watching his tall body collapse, Muroto Sumire smiled at Rentaro who lay motionless on the cross...

"At least send one down before you die."

"Aba, Aba..."

Unable to speak any words, and having not been able to express anything so far, Rentaro seemed to sense something, and raised his head with difficulty and said these words blankly...

Muroto Sumire showed a little surprise, but before she could say anything——

A fist hit her head hard, and she fell to the ground instantly with a sharp pain in her brain and a feeling of fainting...

Then, Ayn Rand, who should have been beaten to death, rode on her safely, waving his fists with a ferocious look on his face...

"Fuck you! You bastard! Who the hell do you think you are? If it weren't for that stinky old man, you would have been my sex slave ten years ago!!"

He spoke violently, and without holding back, he hit Muroto Sumire hard, causing her to wail. Halfway through the beating, she was startled to feel her clothes being torn off.

"do not want!"

She screamed like a normal woman, but like every woman who encountered this kind of thing, screaming could not stop the other party's actions, but instead made the other party feel more "excited"...

“Hehehe, go ahead and scream! The more you scream, the happier I am! No one here will help you, except—”

Ayn Rand tore off Muroto Sumire's clothes to reveal her fair skin, and slapped her face repeatedly, looking at Rentaro who was staring at him cruelly and teasingly...

"You bastard! You seem to like this pretty boy, right? I'm going to play with you hard in front of him today!"

Ayn Rand laughed wildly and picked up Muroto Sumire's legs. He approached Rentaro, who was unable to move on the cross, amid screams, and said with a brutality and excitement that he could not suppress and did not try to suppress at all:

"Look how I play with this woman! And you, you can't even pull it out, hahahaha."

The woman screamed shrilly, the abuser gasped excitedly, and something extremely ugly was about to happen here, but the next moment, Ayn Rand suddenly let out a shrill scream and flew backwards.

The limbs were twisted and broken, and with a cold face, Aihara Enju attacked without any hesitation.

Ayn Rand tore off his limbs with a pig-like scream, and amid the blood and pleas gushing out of the broken limbs like a fountain, he helped up the bruised and battered Muroto Sumire...

"Sorry, Doc. I'm late."

Muroto Sumire stood up in a panic, rubbing her eyes and sobbing, shaking her head...

"It's good that you came... Enju, you have to take Rentaro away from here."

Enju Aihara was silent for a while. She raised her head and looked at Rentaro on the cross in silence... What was reflected in her red eyes was not the surprise of the person she loved seeing her, but deep... hatred and disgust.

“Ah, ahhhh, ahhhh!”

Unable to speak, he used bursts of roars to replace words. Aihara Enju looked at Rentaro like this, tore open the iron ring that bound him, and hugged him down while he kept resisting her...

"I killed Miss Tendo, I won't make any excuses." Aihara Enju looked at the arm being torn off and said softly...

"But all of our efforts are to keep you alive, Rentaro, are you going to disappoint all of us?!"

The struggling stopped, and Rentaro, who had become like a dried bone, stopped moving.

With eyes that could not be closed due to tearing, she looked at Enju Aihara, who remained silent and motionless, curled up like a corpse.

The pain and despair in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

To live? So many people hoped that he would live, and they gave everything to keep him alive.

Tendo Kisara, Tina, Muroto Sumire, Aihara Enju... and many, many others.

But to him, this was more vicious than any curse in the world. The three words "live on" were the most vicious curse in the world for him.

Because he couldn't give up, because he couldn't help but live according to this curse. Because that would be the greatest betrayal to these people...

Perhaps at this moment, what he hated most in his heart was no longer the people who tortured him, or even Bai Wujie, but the women who kept telling him to live and kept sacrificing for him.

Heavy expectations are more cruel than the most vicious curse!

"Hurry up, there is a jet vector plane in this base that can take the three of us across the ocean! As long as we fly to ..."

Muroto Sumire was in a hurry to take the two of them to the other side of hope. The Freemasons were finished, and the Blue Dream Creation Plan could not be stopped. And now was the last and best time!

They are only one step away from true happiness and hope!

But just as the darkest hour is just before dawn, true despair only becomes apparent when one is closest to hope.

The extremely sharp electric mantis blade suddenly pierced through Muroto Sumire's left chest from behind, silently and without any feeling.

She opened her eyes wide but couldn't utter a syllable. Accompanied by severe pain, her heart was broken and she instantly took her life!

The other mantis knife cut off her head directly, cleanly and decisively...

Without any hesitation, "Orpheus", which was about to reach success, was thrown into hell.

Aihara Enju's attack came immediately, but it was too late.

She only caught a body without a heart or a head, and the murderer had even disappeared from her "sight".

Only that voice, cold, happy, like the cruelty of a child teasing an insect. The first to arrive, the spiritual mantis, immediately began its work of hunting down the traitor...

"Aihara Enju, do you have anything else to say to justify your betrayal?"

The next moment, accompanied by a gurgling sound, a human head rolled down to her and in front of Rentaro.

That was the head of Katagiri Yumgetsu who died with his eyes open.

67. The Art of Pain, finally on stage

"The art of carving suffering is to use the chisel of suffering, a material with shaping value, to forge a firm heart of stone. From this perspective, the second male ancestor is the most perfect work carved by Lan Meng."

Bai Wujie was carving the material in front of him gently and quickly. The reason he spoke in such a literary way was because he was also carving an interesting work.

Of course, it’s not the seven things in front of us.

These seven wailing, screaming things, the so-called seven great Masons...

Now they were just seven sculptures in his hands made for the simple purpose of serving as a warning or punishment.

He carefully and quickly peeled off 99 percent of their flesh and bones, while retaining their most sensitive nerves to connect them. Life energy was injected into their perceptive brains to keep them highly active, and he felt the pain with every bit of precision.