I am the magnetic field maniac

His control over the power of his soul has long transcended the simple protection of his own soul...

It has even managed to create this realm that can sustain a large number of souls without dispersing themselves!

Although it is difficult to imitate the power and vision of Oga and Kaihu... one can also see the amazing power and great conception of Hell in creating this space.

The soul is connected by thoughts, and among all human beings, as long as the soul has been aware of the concept of "hell"... the moment it leaves the body, the entire soul will be attracted to this hell.

And once they fall into it, the self of these primordial spirits will be safely preserved in this non-material world, maintaining the self of these mortal souls to a certain extent.

The strength and skill required to build all of this is amazing, the only problem is...

What's the point of doing this?

The souls of mortals are meaningless to those with strong magnetic fields. They are not the big villains in the world of immortal cultivation... They can create some powerful magic weapon with the souls of thousands or trillions of people.

The soul of a weak person is of no benefit to a strong person. At least to absorb the soul, one must absorb a strong person who is qualified enough.

As for torturing the weak... this is a purely entertaining activity that depends on the character of the strong.

As for the souls of the strong ones who intercepted the magnetic field, they might be used as fuel or as driving cores, but they were of no value to the ultimate strong ones.

And at this moment, when Oga used the ultimate power of life to illuminate the darkness of this endless purgatory, the scene that was seen was shocking.

The strong ones, the souls of countless strong magnetic field masters exist here.

Existing in this endless purgatory, in this abyss shrouded by ultimate darkness.

Can't see, hear, smell, feel.

Wandering in this purgatory that has deprived me of all feelings, I am not dead, but I cannot live either. Even though my original spirit self has dissipated... that "empty shell" has been preserved because of this endless purgatory.

No wonder all the souls that fall into it would rather endure the endless pain and torture than fall into this boundless darkness.

So, what a terrible scene was that that appeared in front of Oga and Kaihu.

Countless zombies sank, overlapped, entangled, and twitched without any feeling or will, and most of them had no ability to move at all.

Such overlapping things, without value or pattern, filled up this dark area. There was no end in sight and it was impossible to tell the number.

So how many powerful people are there here? One million, ten million, or more?

Anyway, Haihu was too lazy to count them. He looked at the empty shells of the magnetic field masters piled up like dead sardines and smacked his lips in disgust...

"Ugh! This place is disgusting. Is he collecting something for some evil purpose?"

"You can't blame me, Haihu. This is your son's request."

A faint voice sounded in the empty darkness, and then the powerful man's soul shell suddenly shattered, while his spirit formed a completely new existence.

He was wearing a black banchou uniform, a crescent-shaped battle pattern on his head, and glasses, and a feeling of incomparable wisdom and greatness emerged from him.

There is no doubt that there can only be one person who possesses such momentum and power.

"Hell..." Oga narrowed his eyes and looked at the enemy who had fought with him for the last time, and said in a deep voice...

"You said all this was ordered by the little Tong kid? Was it Takeo? What was he doing this for?"

"Oga, is this how you start a conversation when you meet your old rivals from the past three hundred thousand years?" Hell glanced at Oga with dissatisfaction and sighed...

"Really? You, even if you were to spend another three billion years, you would probably still be this boring and stupid."

Haihu nodded in agreement. Although he didn't have much communication with Hell, they had an unusual consensus on DISS Oga.

"How about we talk somewhere a little more stylish?"

Hell said softly, and the next moment, everything around was like a scroll being erased. It seemed slow, but in an instant it changed from the endless purgatory covered with countless corpses to another scene.

Thick clouds, beautiful golden sunlight, endless white clouds, and a huge golden door.

Surrounded by the so-called holy songs, everything here gives people a very peaceful impulse.

Of course, some people who have read the Bible will be able to call out the "name" here at once.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you did it in an oriental style in hell and in a western style in heaven. You did a great job combining the Chinese and western styles." Haihu said in amazement

"I really don't know how this paradise of yours was built. I wonder if it can make me happy again, haha."

"All the ideas that shaped this place never came from me." Hell said easily, sitting back casually, the clouds formed a chair to support him, and Hell conjured up a table and a pot of tea, and continued...

"I don't have the leisure to construct a place that tortures people. All the suffering here comes from the selfish thoughts of those mortals."

Hell has a place in the myths of many countries, and often when describing that hell... people like to add some horrifying tortures and punishments to it.

Are people all psychopaths who like to create such a hellish place for their afterlife?

No, of course not. These cruel tortures and inhuman sufferings...actually embody humanity’s desire for kindness and order.

The desire for those who break the rules, for those who make mistakes, for those who bully the weak to receive the punishment they deserve is the basis for the torture of hell.

It is precisely because the world of the living has always been a place where bad money drives out good money...

A place where the despicable are eaten up while the noble and law-abiding are often eaten up, that is why they long for fairness after death.

The "hell" here is created by those who are willing to believe in hell.

Hell only provides a place, and those souls are always torturing themselves.

Because they knew that their sins were unforgivable and because they knew how many sins they had committed, after these people actually discovered hell, they built a place for themselves to be punished.

So even if Hell doesn't have the leisure to do so, everything he created ultimately made these people really receive "punishment" after death.

"But hell you're not one to care about that kind of thing."

Oga sat down, picked up a cup of tea, and said lightly...

The hell he knew was undoubtedly a man who could fight to the death for his people...

However, hell’s “love” for people does not actually include the element of “punishing evil and promoting good”.

Hell's thoughts are extremely wise and calm, so he is actually much more ruthless and resolute than other strong men.

For those who are not around him, those people, Hell's love for them is more like a shepherd's attitude towards his sheep.

Construct a hell to let the evil people suffer after death and create a better environment for the good people. Oga is more capable of doing such a thing than hell!

"I've already said that this is just a request made by your son, Haihu." Hell took a sip of green tea and smiled playfully at Haihu...

"But Haihu, why don't you guess which of your sons came up with this idea?"

13. Fight Hell!

"Except for Takeo, I can't think of anyone else who is so sentimental."

Facing Hell's question, Haihu decisively gave this answer...

"Really? Haihu, you don't understand your eldest son..." Hell said with a smile

"It's actually really interesting. Kaihu, when Shounan is no longer the white Shounan, no longer my adopted son... no longer your son, and no longer Oga's nephew. That's his true nature."

"I never thought that my adopted son's true nature was like that. Uh - how should I put it? No ambition?"

The smile on Haihu's face faded slightly, not because of anything else, but because Hell mentioned a not-so-good topic...

He and Xiaotong were sealed on the moon. Although they had no idea what was happening on earth, they could vaguely understand the fratricide between their sons.

The first son and the second son, the second son and the Takeo, the first man and the Takeo!

Haihu didn't know why his own sons had started to kill their own blood brothers. No one was spared, and they were all doing meaningless things!

What shocked him the most was not even that Wu Nan was involved, but that Shou Nan was the one who attacked the most and was the most ruthless!

He vaguely remembered the feeling in that dream cycle. He was very clear, clearly felt the anger and confusion - the feeling that came from his sensible eldest son's cold-blooded attack on his brothers.

Because they were sealed, he and Xiaotong didn't know what exactly happened. They wanted to find Wu Nan and ask for clarification.

And Oga? Oga certainly didn't know either.

If this guy knew that his nephews were fighting each other like this...

I'm afraid that at that time he would try to break the powerful seal with all his might and go out to stop them from dying together.

Could it be that Hell knows the truth?

"What happened, then?"

"Oh my, I'm not a good storyteller." Hell touched his chin and smiled playfully...

"Although I look a lot like Lu Xun, I really can't write a book. Why don't you take a look at this book of jokes that later generations made up using my name and learn from them?"

After saying that, Hell took out a copy of Hell Road from somewhere and put it on the table in front of Haihu...

But Haihu didn't even look at this meaningless book, he just stared at Hell and said coldly...

"I'm not kidding you, hell! Shounan, where is he now?"

He knew that Shounan was still alive, and he was among the ultimate strong men!

Although he had no idea which planet the first man was sealed on, he could feel it!

If he goes to find Wu Nan, Kaihu might intend to have a good talk with him... but if he goes to find Shou Nan, Kaihu will just punch him first!

Not for anything else, just because why would he, as the eldest brother, kill his brothers so severely and cruelly!

"The first man is not dead. The first man has always been alive."

Hell stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the gap in the clouds in the distance, and said leisurely...

"He is just like Wu Nan, both of them have lived from that era to the present day. But he is no longer a white-haired man, or rather, he does not want to regard himself as a white-haired man."

"He came to me in the first place just to ask me to help him intercept the souls of some people that I didn't want to intercept."

"You mean those with strong magnetic fields?" Oga frowned.

"Of course, of course. Otherwise, why would I care about those things that do nothing but kill and go crazy, and only make me hate them?" Hell laughed.

"This is a plan that he and Wu Nan made together. I was originally using the space to capture the souls of those who had accepted my rule and were willing to help me, and to create a paradise for them. Their arrival has added some other variables to my plan."

"I want to capture more souls, and those souls will create hell for themselves. But even if those mortals have completed their atonement, they will not be able to ascend to my heaven. I will only send them out and rejoin the reincarnation of the powerful."

"However, if those with strong magnetic fields reach a certain level of strength and come to me with something they consider sinful, the result will be... I will send them to the endless hell, where they will suffer forever!"

Why? Whether it is Shounan or Wunan, they should not like to torture and frighten so many criminals, right?

"They want to create an era without strong magnetic field people." Haihu thought for a moment and gave the answer...

"It's not that the weak can't become strong, but the soul of the strong has a better chance of becoming a strong even after reincarnation. The magnetic field environment cannot suppress the seal, so if that's the case, we should start with the soul of the strong."

"They want you to intercept the souls of those strong men, so that the number of strong men born in the future will decrease, and eventually gradually shape an era without magnetic field power at all."

Even among those with strong magnetic fields, there are actually few who have truly mastered the secrets of the soul like Hell.

But as long as they are strong, their own spirit will definitely be strengthened when they practice magnetic field power.

Believe in yourself and believe that your own absolutely powerful soul is far stronger than the fragile soul of a mortal.

This is what the reincarnation of a strong person is like, and it is often easier to become a strong person.

"It's not that difficult, is it?" Hell chuckled.

"This hell can also trap the souls of those with strong magnetic fields... Even if they don't need me to do anything, after knowing that this is "hell", they will fall into the abyss at the bottom."

The sins of those with strong magnetic fields are probably a number that is truly impossible to count and cannot be given an exact answer.

The sinful magnetic field masters are like carp crossing the river, and even the three people here meet such conditions. Transferred into the world shaped by the ultimate master, falling into the ultimate darkness and being cursed forever.

In the darkness without any perception, the mind is emptied, leaving only a simple soul maintaining a pitiful form.

"So, the world they created is beautiful?" Haihu sneered.

"Even without the strong magnetic field people, humans will find other ways to fight each other. And looking at the world today, what kind of shit have those two boys created?"

Hell smiled but said nothing. He didn't bother to explain too many things to Haihu.

After just talking about the matter of purgatory, Haihu had something more important to ask.

"Okay, hell, you should know the whereabouts of Shounan, tell me, then Oga and I won't bother you anymore." Haihu narrowed his eyes and said

The purpose of coming here is certainly important, but since Haihu knew that he could find the poor boy he had been thinking about day and night, he immediately put other things aside.

Because he had a lot to say to his eldest son who was "ambitious".

"Haihu, even if you find him, you are destined to get nothing, and..."

bass! !

The bright blades popped out from the arms of Hell, and the Great Commander Yuan Hai showed his Hell Sword, then looked at Oga and Kaihu with a playful smile...