I am the magnetic field maniac

"Besides, traitor? It doesn't matter if you call me that, but calling him that... doesn't seem appropriate."

Before Seifer could finish his words, Osniel suddenly turned around hesitantly!

Psychic spells were brewing in his hands, and shining arcs of light burst out from his eyes... but in front of him, a white lightning suddenly descended!

He did not do anything, the falling white lightning just stared at Osnil and Balses.

In front of the silent Viper Palace, the only sound was the sound of hot jets spurting out of the engine pipes of the white anti-gravity motorcycle vehicle hung with Eldar skulls.

"Traitor? Are you talking about me? Ryan's little bastards."

55. White Lightning, Bloody Shark

"You, you are..."

Osnil felt as if he was stuttering and couldn't say a word. Even the fanatical Balcells felt a huge psychological pressure and fear in front of the other party.

It is a program that is engraved in the bones, exists in the genes and even in the soul.

Even though they are not of the same genetic lineage, the repressive power of their existence is still undeniable.

"Ryan's bad habits were really passed on to his sons."

The visitor stared at the two Dark Eldars with his eagle-like narrow and sharp phoenix eyes. He sneered and insulted the two Dark Angel Primarchs without any hesitation...

"Secret room politics, being keen on such boring things makes any correctness become ugly. Do we need to hide when hunting down traitors? Absolutely pure loyalty? Hehehe."

He said nothing, even though his genetic father was insulted... the two dark angels who felt insulted could only lower their heads and clench their fists - it was not that they didn't want to do anything, but they were intimidated by the other party's majesty and existence and simply didn't dare to do anything.

Moreover, they could hardly believe that they saw a living mythical figure...

"When the Empire crudely divides things into simple right and wrong, endless wars and rebellions are the inevitable result."

He stopped the motorcycle and got off. His tall figure was shrouded in the platinum-colored eagle armor covered with scars. He had an ancient long sword on his waist and his body was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder, like a plunderer who had come from the battlefield at the end of time.

He walked in front of Cypher, but he did not attack the fallen angel lord.

And Sefer also took out the black box he had taken from the Viper Palace from his arms.

It is well preserved, but it is still something that makes people have no idea how to use it.

The visitor took the box from Sefer's hand, stared at it for a moment, and said in a deep voice...

"You did a good job, but this can't be used directly yet."

"Why? You promised me that you would go to Caliban with me..."

Sefer seemed a little anxious, even excited, but the visitor shook his head and said calmly...

"The change has already happened, and the wheel of fate has gone out of control. But no matter what, Lion must be the second one to wake up. He must be after Guilliman. This is the rule he set, and it is also an insurance policy."

"This rotten and stinking empire is more suitable for a politician who can do nothing but fight than a lion who wants to be a warmaster."

He paused and continued in a joking tone...

"Also, we need to make sure that the STC of this panacea has not been tampered with by these bean sprouts... But if it is intact, then I think Guilliman will have no excuse to be lazy in the future."

"Anyway, with this thing, he can work non-stop for a thousand years without any physical problems."

Cypher seemed to be convinced, and he sighed deeply under his hood, but he could do nothing about it.

Not far away, the warriors of the Venomous Tongue Conspiracy were already rushing towards this side in an airship... It seemed that the news of the theft of the Viper Palace had quickly reached Marles.

Although Comoros was in the most chaotic state at that time... Marles had no intention of giving up her precious property.

"You don't need me to take care of you, do you?"

The visitor looked at Cypher, who nodded. The elusive Lord of Fallen Angels still had a way to slip away even in a desperate situation.

Without hesitation, the man immediately grabbed the two dumbfounded Dark Angels and threw them onto his motorcycle, then suddenly stepped on the accelerator...

It flew towards the sky at an exaggerated G-force speed that even Astartes could not bear!

Although he really wanted to rush into the webway right now and then fight his way back to the physical universe, but now... he still had things to do.

Blood Shark King, Emperor of Central Plains, Heavenly Martial Killer, World Conqueror...

These are the identities and status that the God of Domination once possessed when describing my destiny.

Some destinies that I don’t care about but cannot escape.

Others call me "Kou Zhong", a person who is troubled by missions and worries all his life.

So that I can live in this world without being like an ant...

In order to gain the dignity that my brothers and I never had as orphans in that war-torn world, I kept working hard to become stronger.

I have a master who makes me strong but also brings chaos to the world. I also have a brother who is as close to me as a brother but has a very different personality. I also have a sister who is like a mother to me and the person I love.

I got everything I wanted, the peerless power to roam the world of martial arts, and the invincible might to defeat all armies by myself.

But my life is still closely linked to failure.

Even if I received the true teachings from my master, I could not escape the fate of being defeated by a strong enemy.

And when I realized that my fate was once again out of my own hands, the familiar feeling of helplessness made me make a wrong decision.

Trusting the feeling of Tianwu Killing Dao, I killed my sister who was like a mother to me, and gained amazing power, even able to compete with my master.

I once again took control of my destiny. When all my powerful enemies including my master left this world, I became the most powerful person.

So, I conquered the world and made too many wrong choices.

I broke with my brother, I slaughtered those who made me unhappy... and all these choices eventually led to my brother and I turning against each other.

The first time, I lost, and he bypassed me and took away all my power.

I chose to hide my identity, give up my power, and try to be an ordinary person, to be the Kou Zhong I once was.

I almost succeeded - I found a woman who loved me but whom I probably didn't love, and gave birth to a son... and when he inherited my gift, I told him all about me.

But, what happened after that?

Fate is such a fucking ass. It didn't let me go, and my son died at the hands of my brother... and I no longer have any excuse not to wake up.

Let all the grudges and causes and effects end in the final battle!!

I don't remember the outcome of that battle. I only remember that when I woke up, I was already in another world.

There are many new memories in my mind, and the source of this body is my master.

Those experiences or memories I had might not belong to me. I might just be a god of war that he manifested... or maybe I was really brought into this world by him.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, because when I get rid of the fate of the Overlord God, I will no longer believe in fate.

Even if some predictions come true, I still convince myself that they are just coincidences, things that only require wisdom and time to figure out.

Even if I have those self-proclaimed gods constantly showing me the future in my head, I still don't care. I won't deliberately do the opposite because I don't believe it.

Whatever destiny, fate, destiny or fate is fine! I, Kou Zhong, will only do what I tell myself is right!

If fate requires me to lead and endure, I will just laugh and trample them to death. Because I will only do what I think is the happiest thing!

"kill!"

The blood shark roared wildly, and the Tianwu Blood Shark in his hand had already released a powerful force of more than 600,000 horses!

This is incredible, because it has only been less than two months since the creation of this body. Even Oga cannot do it to have a strength of 600,000 from nothing.

But Blood Shark did it, not only because he himself was the soul and thought of a strong man, but also because -

Those two pieces of Star God's fragments that Lakas had embedded in his body!!

Kalugula the Silent and Nyadra Zasa the Burning, two transcendent star gods who were shattered into pieces by the Necrons and imprisoned in the hyperdimensional cube maze!

Of course, these are just two fragments, not the real bodies of those gods of the universe.

But even so, embedding the fragments of the Star God into the body is undoubtedly an act of seeking death - because even if it is just a fragment, the huge consciousness and energy contained in it is definitely not something that a mortal body can bear!

This is the case with Blood Shark. Even in the midst of an exciting battle, he can still see the boundless illusion brought to him by the fragments of the Star God.

The boundless fantasy and the vague memory before it was torn apart countless years ago, the consciousness, thoughts and arrogance that once belonged to the Star God... their roars and temptations are constantly trying to control the soul of the Blood Shark.

But he didn't care, he still let Lacas perform the operation for him, because he needed powerful strength and needed to regain control of his own destiny in the shortest possible time!

With this extremely crazy approach, Blood Shark succeeded - his magnetic field force, with the two Star God fragments as the core, was pushed to over 600,000 in a very short time!

And thanks to the incredible ability to control the laws of the universe possessed by these two star god fragments, the power of the Blood Shark has become even stronger!

It accelerates the process of entropy increase, causes life to wither, destroys the stability of gravity, and modifies the laws of nature.

It sounds very powerful - but that is a power that only a complete Star God can perfectly adapt to...

The power possessed by these star god fragments only makes it easier for the blood shark to use its own power.

After all, all of the above things can be done by the rotation of the magnetic field itself.

Using his own soul as a bet and price, injecting two pieces of Star God fragments to gain such power in a very short time - Blood Shark was still not satisfied, completely not satisfied!!

He could still hear the endless whispers of the evil gods, who were still talking about that bullshit fate.

But like Blood Shark said, he doesn't care, he will only do what he thinks is happiest and what makes him happy!

And now, he needs power, because power can make him happy! And the happier he is, the more power he needs!!

"SuinDaellae!"

Drazar has almost completely transformed into an incarnation of Cain, an unprecedentedly powerful incarnation of Cain, madly waving the two sawblades in his hands to chop the enemies in front of him!

His body had become larger than the entire arena, like an extremely conspicuous flaming giant! And his eternally furious howling face was visible to all the people of Comoros.

That was no longer at the level of Kane's fragments. The aura and soul tremors emanating from that huge Kane were already very close to the real "Kane".

In an instant, countless Witch Cults and Dark Eldar who believed in Cain rushed over enthusiastically.

"Kayla Mantha Kane!!"

They shouted the name of Bloody Hand fanatically, and like fanatical pilgrims, they broke through numerous obstacles and headed here!

This is not only because they have fanatical beliefs, but also because they have long been in despair.

Those who know the Dark Eldar will lament and despise this race's hopeless depravity and indulgence, but this race has never been associated with joy.

They are scum who have fallen madly in extreme despair...but what desperate people desire most is that wisp of falling spider silk.

They are not the Eldar of the Fall who turned their backs on the gods of the Pantheon... honestly, the Dark Eldar of today are probably much better than many of the ancient Eldar of the past.

They crave only one hope, a hope that can save them.

But when the crazy pilgrims arrived in front of the ruins of the arena, they saw the huge Blood God collapsing!

56. Slaanesh

"Evelene, come back to your senses, we have to leave here immediately!!"

Qianmian woke up the absent-minded Evelyne with a scolding, pointed at the ship docked outside the airport in the distance, and said in a deep voice...

"I……"

Evelene's expression was still somewhat indescribably numb... Perhaps everything that had happened was still too much of a shock to Evelene... After all, she had never thought that her originally empty life would be completed in this way.

"You are the God of Death's choice, you are the hope for our people's future, you cannot be confused!"

Qianmian noticed Eveleni's confusion and helplessness, and chose to speak in a scolding manner...

"Evelene, look at them. They are all companions you once abandoned! But now, for you, they are willing to sacrifice everything!!"

It was then that Evelyne discovered that those who supported her in escaping from the Kane Arena were not only the people brought by Qianmian, but also Evelyne's own "acquaintances"...

She was a member of the crew during her pirate days, and those who trusted her were eventually abandoned by her.

But just as Qianmian said, these compatriots and companions did not have any resentment at all. They looked at Evelene with only deep dependence and admiration.

This made Evelyne feel even more uncomfortable.

She looked at her hands, and Evelyne could even feel the souls of the dead.

Very interesting, she became the Chosen of Death, but gained the same abilities as Slaanesh.

Any Eldar who died beside Evelene would no longer end up with the Dark Prince but Evelene herself - or rather, the god of death Jena who released his own power and strength through her body.

The god of death who was supposed to exist only in the legends of the elves... has now truly walked out of the fairy tale and become a god who has not yet awakened.

"We don't have much time."