I am the magnetic field maniac

It is such a brutal and direct truth that in the world of the strong, the absolute master of everything is always the strong themselves!

And precisely because he understood this, Bai Jingtian chose to hand over all power to the people around him after the war began, and began to cultivate himself wholeheartedly!

But he did not look for Illya to practice with, but devoted himself madly to the training of his existing martial arts.

Because he knew it would be difficult for him to face Illya, because his father died because of him, and Bai Jingtian...

How could he continue to feel at ease exploiting this girl who lost her father because of him?

It was precisely because he treated Illya as his younger sister that Bai Jingtian found it difficult to overcome his own difficulty.

As the emperor of the Kingdom of Heaven, he should put his own interests first. However, his moral principles would never allow him to do anything against his conscience for the sake of profit!

If my father's second son were to face this, he would probably scold his mother-in-law for being so nagging. Hey, I don't know who this mother-in-law inherited from...

Bai Jingtian chose to remain in place, and Bai Chou and Jesus Christ seemed to do the same.

They all understand that in a fight between each other, the one who strikes first may be the one who suffers the most, while the one who strikes last is definitely the one who gains the most.

But for a martial arts madman like Bai Chou, the idea of ​​doing nothing seemed a bit strange.

But no matter what, as the war further expands...

As the habitable areas of this planet are turned into death by each other's nuclear flames, their war will begin sooner or later!

"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him."

"He who believes in Him is not condemned; but he who does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the Son of God."

Rome, with its magnificent and gigantic golden walls, and under the huge golden light that stretches across the sky, are the figures of countless ascetics in linen robes.

They were wearing simple clothes, with haggard faces and skinny bodies, crawling under the high golden walls, praying constantly and abusing themselves.

They whipped themselves with whips, cut themselves with knives, and burned themselves with torches!

They continue to create more harm for themselves, continue to add more pain, over and over again.

But all this pain is meaningful.

Cruel self-abuse would bring them momentary pain, and then the Lord's thorns would absorb all their pain and take away all the harm.

And what came because of their suffering was a miracle from God.

The magnificent golden wall in the sky is the proof of their miracle! Countless prayers and countless sufferings have earned this final wall that will protect them in the Last Judgment.

Amen, praise God, and even more praise his Son!

Emilia knelt down on his knees under the golden wall. He stared at the huge wall of faith, with only deep admiration and admiration in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he kept hitting his head against the ground again and again. The heavy impact and severe pain spread along with the concussion of his brain.

The pain accumulates with the constant self-abuse, from the dull and heavy pain at the beginning to the sharp and awakening pain. The pain and hurt continue to accumulate with the destruction of the flesh!

But soon, the pain turned into the most joyful comfort.

When the pain reached a critical point, and when the exhausted and severely injured body was about to collapse completely due to the continuous torture, Emilia felt that the crown of thorns on her head was slowly tightening.

The thorns kept tightening, tightening around his head bit by bit, the thorns pierced into his skin, deep into his blood vessels, and then -

It takes away all the pain.

Along with the pain, the unbearable injuries on the body were also taken away... The pain instantly turned into an indescribable joy that healed the whole body!

Do you know what the happiest feeling in the world is?

Not love, not pleasure, not liberation, not even happiness itself.

The happiest feeling is despair.

Because when you fall into the abyss of despair, trembling with hopelessness, when you have no other options but to accept the desperate situation, when you are free from despair, the pleasure you feel is indescribable!

Everyone may have had this experience, thinking that they are finished and that they are definitely going to be in trouble.

And at this moment, fate shows you another way forward, and you walk out of despair and escape punishment.

Is there anything that could make people happier than this?

The same was true for Emilia. The joy of escaping from despair made his brain secrete dopamine crazily, and his soul gradually "orgasmed" in this boundless joy! !

Not to mention, his act of hurting himself brought more shining power to the final golden wall above their heads, which could help them resist disasters!

The joy of escaping from despair and the sense of accomplishment of accomplishing the great cause of saving the world, with so much happiness added together, how could these fanatics not destroy themselves even more crazily?

Fanatic worship and asceticism continued, and continued, and these fanatics seemed to be competing with each other, as if to prove who was more loyal.

Under the high walls, these crazy believers compete with each other, as if to prove each other's limits, and hurt themselves in all kinds of horrific ways!

For example, piercing one's head with a thousand needles, nailing one's torn skin together with nails, extracting one's nerves and using them as strings, etc.

Compared to the final high wall emitting a holy glow, these fanatics below are like sinners being punished in hell...

Yes, aren’t they accepting their punishment in this hell on earth to cleanse their sins?

However, their sins and pains were ultimately borne by the great Son of God!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Son! Praise the great gods! Let us use pain to wake up, let us use torture to atone for our sins!

This fanatical belief and self-mutilation spread like a plague... and now all the believers in the entire kingdom of God on earth are so crazy.

It is very difficult to hurt yourself for the first time, but when the first time is over... those who feel that happiness will quickly fall in love with this feeling of atonement.

What's more, this is not degeneration. The happiness they enjoy is exchanged for pain. Their happiness is sacred and is the happiness of dedication.

The ascetics of the past exchanged physical pain for spiritual satisfaction, but they were unable to see the manifestation of the divine.

But they exchanged temporary physical pain for extreme happiness, and then obtained the incomparable joy of the manifestation of God and the present at the same time!

How many people can resist this extreme pleasure both mentally and physically?

Yes, no one can resist it, not even Emilia.

He no longer remembered how long he had stayed here, and he was almost forgetting his past. There was only torture over and over again, exchanging pain for the joy of sacrifice over and over again.

He has become one of the countless lost believers.

But this ultimate happiness was interrupted now. As Emilia struggled and wailed, he was dragged out of the torture team, and the people behind him couldn't wait to fill in the position...

He was dragged all the way into the ancient and towering St. Peter's Basilica by two extremely tall priests in black.

As they were dragged along, Emilia, who had regained some consciousness, saw more strange and sacred scenes.

At the center of this faith, there is no longer pain, but the "miracle" that accompanies the pain.

There was a group of bishops, their bodies covered in blood and their skins missing, holding crosses and praising loudly.

There was a nun who was described as emaciated and withered, singing hoarsely.

There were beautiful women crying with their faces disfigured and half covered by molten gold.

There was a little boy who was entangled and bitten by countless poisonous snakes, and he was crying and singing joyfully.

And the end of all this worship is a towering spire wrapped in countless thorns, standing at the center of this glorious and sacred faith. There is no light at all, but the existence of the spire is so sacred.

The dazed Emilia was dragged all the way into St. Peter's Basilica, where he was thrown in front of a magnificent throne.

He raised his head with difficulty, but the man sitting on the throne was just an ordinary man in a black priest robe. He looked at Emilia with strange eyes and said in a low and magnetic voice...

"Emiya Kiritsugu, I didn't expect that our first meeting would be in such an occasion."

97. The Suffering Holy Spirit

Emiya Kiritsugu...

A familiar name, a familiar feeling, but when Emilia wanted to associate and think about the meaning of this name, the severe pain in his head forced him to interrupt his thoughts.

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

Emilia said in a low voice humbly. Although he didn't know the man in front of him, it was not difficult to see that he had a lofty status in this kingdom of God!

"The influence of the crown of thorns...Xiel, go and take down his crown."

Following the order from the person on the seat, an expressionless blue-haired nun immediately stepped forward... and amid Emilia's struggles and screams, she used a black key to instantly cut off the crown of thorns he was wearing.

And at the moment the crown fell, countless pains instantly flooded into Emilia's body.

"what--"

He covered his arms with a distorted face in great pain...

But the pain that had accumulated for a long time and finally erupted made him unable to even scream!

Yes, in extreme pain, people can't even scream. That silent pain made Emiya Kiritsugu so painful that he couldn't even stand up! !

What’s even more terrifying is the extremely cruel harm that comes back along with the pain!

Torture, the severe torture of the body and mind is enough to make a tough guy like Emiya Kiritsugu hold back and scream weakly...

But before the pain took his life, Xiel immediately used the power of the baptismal chant to heal his injuries.

The miracles that once happened to the Cathedral Church have become extremely rare in the birthplace of the Cathedral Church. I don’t know if this is ironic.

“Ahahaha. Ha, ha…”

After a long while, the severe pain still hadn't dissipated, but the fatal injury had been easily healed. Emiya Kiritsugu rolled on the ground like a fish caught on land. After a long struggle, he straightened up and looked at the man on the throne in front of him_……

"Kotomine Kirei." He said through clenched teeth. In a sense, the priest in front of him could be considered an "old acquaintance" of his.

They had never met, but he had collected information about him before the original Holy Grail War began.

And the same is true for the other party.

After all, in many ways, the two of them have quite a lot in common - it's just that this is limited to experience. If we talk about personal emotions... they are not only completely different, they can even be said to be completely opposite people.

Of course, apart from this, the fact that the other party is the "Master" of Jesus Christ is also why Emiya Kiritsugu pays special attention to him...

And now as the Pope of the Kingdom of God on Earth, this guy who has risen to fame overnight is definitely one of the targets that Kiritsugu Emiya wants to kill.

"I thought we were the same kind of people, until I realized my terrible nature."

Kotomine Kirei looked at Emiya Kiritsugu and said leisurely...

"But now it seems that we are not the same kind of people at all. You are just a self-satisfied, self-righteous, and ignorant guy, and I——"

"I'm just a scum who enjoys watching others suffer."

Kotomine Kirei was very calm when he said this, and it can only be said that his self-analysis was profound enough.

"Nonsense - I'm afraid you didn't bring me here to say this nonsense!"

"Of course, Emiya Kiritsugu, we asked you to come here because we need your help." Kotomine Kirei raised his hand with a smile, and there was a kind of joy in his empty eyes...

"We hope that you can pass the secret of the Holy Son back to your Bai Jingtian, the White Emperor."

"What do you mean?"

Emiya Kiritsugu could hardly believe his ears. He looked at Kotomine Kirei with a frown - he couldn't understand a single word he said!

"Literally, I am betraying our Holy Son." Kotomine Kirei said lightly.

"As for why... you should have seen the current Vatican before you came here, right? What do you think of those "holy spirits"? "

"Holy Spirit? Nonsense - they are just monsters created by your extreme beliefs and thoughts!" Emiya Kiritsugu said viciously.

Those horrible miracles, those manifestations of pain, were not felt when Emiya Kiritsugu was bewitched by the crown of thorns and dominated by the pleasure of pain... But from the perspective of any normal person, they would only feel that -

It is twisted, cruel, and an abnormal thing that should not exist in this world!!

The combination of human's weird thoughts and masochistic desires produced a thought trend that was more twisted than the ugliest monster!

"Yes, that is the monster created by our Holy Son." Kotomine Kirei said calmly.

"In exchange for a miracle, our Lord obeyed our will, and they shaped this miracle system according to our ideas.

We, God's shepherds, believe that only those who have passed the trials and sufferings are worthy of heaven and God's grace, so our Lord responded to us positively - he even worried that we could not bear the pain and took it on ourselves. "

Having said this, Kotomine Kirei walked down from the Holy Throne directly. He grabbed Emiya Kiritsugu, who was lying on the ground with little strength, and walked out forcefully.

Emiya Kiritsugu said nothing, but just watched coldly. After he walked out of the cathedral, he looked at it with normal eyes - he would only feel that these "miracles" in the Vatican were even more horrifying.

The combination of incredible miracles and the painful current situation does produce a strange sense of sacredness... but more than that, it gives people an indescribable creepy fear!

Those painful miracles floating across the sky wove the Vatican into a spectacle like a Picasso painting, but Kotomine Kirei didn't care about these "saints" and just dragged Emiya Kiritsugu to the tower of thorns.

Without any hesitation, Kotomine Kirei grabbed a thorny vine and began to climb up...

Every step, every climb, the thorns piercing the skin brought great pain.