I am the magnetic field maniac

Yes, he is already the possessor of the strongest life force, the strongest life form in the entire universe. If that's the case, why would something so great need to merge with parts of other life forms to prove itself?

The strongest is the strongest, needing no other meaningless embellishments or fusions! When a life form can become the strongest in this universe, then there is no need for those nonsensical sciences and rambling theories to measure it—the strongest is perfection!

Only one life form remains, only the last and strongest shell is preserved. Oga has abandoned all methods of self-repair, and will use this most powerful and domineering life form to fight Hell in its final battle!

This boundless life force even filled this silent void. In the darkness where everything had been lost, some shadowy, ethereal life forms were being born from nothingness, sensing power!

Oga has become the ultimate life form in a universe!

That's fucking ultimate power, ultimate greatness!!!

"Hahahaha, Oga, you really didn't disappoint me!!!"

Witnessing Oga's final transformation, Hell laughed maniacally, raising the Hell Sword, which was formed from his primordial spirit, and roaring with laughter.

"Yes! That's it, that's exactly right!"

"This practically made my penis hard!"

As they vent their emotions, hell is already prepared—fully prepared!

Slay Oga! Slay your nemesis! Slay this damn ultimate life form!!!

"Big brother, I'll attack, you defend!"

Enough has been said, and too much time has been wasted. For Oga and Hell, now there is only war! War! War!

The two extremely powerful forces collided in an instant, creating an incredible 'time acceleration' phenomenon at the very end of this destruction! The extreme collision of primordial spirit power and life power accelerated the demise of this black hole, which would have ended countless years later!

It's a life-or-death struggle; this terrifying power directly impacts the annihilation of this universe! The terrifying destruction is determined to completely blast and destroy the opponent!

If the shockwaves of that fierce battle had not occurred in this destroyed cosmic remnant, but instead happened in the original universe, they would have been enough to cause the aftershocks to instantly destroy countless galaxies.

Even so, its destructive power, through this dark void, still influences and changes countless worlds.

The battle, which triggered the time acceleration phenomenon, could no longer be described as simply fast. In this place where the influence of the timeline was extremely weak, Hell and Oga had managed to make countless fragments of their past and future clash with each other!

That was a battle that you couldn't clearly discern no matter how many times you slowed down time, and only those whose power was deep enough to influence time could understand it.

The countless war gods of hell transformed into countless hellish reincarnation blades, slashing towards Oga. But Oga? He only had one pure and powerful self, and in the form of a pure and invincible god of life, he continuously shattered everything in his way!

The battle between the two was so terrifying that the aftershock of each strike was enough to easily tear a magnetic field expert with a power of one million horsepower to shreds!

Life and the primordial spirit, representing the laws governing the existence of objects, collide and fight each other relentlessly, without any reservations, fucking clashing with each other!

Ninety-nine trillion power - Hell's Sword, Medium!

Ninety-nine trillion power - Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist, hit!

Ninety-nine trillion power - Hell Piercing Sword, hit!

Ninety-nine trillion power - Limitless Zhen Chan - Middle!

……

In the infinitely accelerating flow of time, Hell and Oga had been fighting for an unknown amount of time! They had used all their moves, and even tasted the full force of each other's attacks with their own bodies!

But everything has an end. Even the greatest and strongest beings—even those equal to the universe—will eventually come to an end if the universe itself is exhausted.

At the end of this mutual slaughter and mutual achievement, Hell and Oga have gained an incredibly profound understanding and knowledge of each other.

As arch-rivals, they have also become the people who understand each other best in the world.

And all of this should come to an end.

After countless battles that resulted in both sides retreating, the battered and bruised Oga and his elder brother, the God of War, stared at each other from the shattered hell.

"Brother, it's time to come."

The God of War did not revert to his original form, for he had sensed his brother's intentions. He understood that the time had come to make a sacrifice, to make the final preparations!

Hell took a deep breath, and in an instant, the God of War transformed into an enormous undead worm and entered Hell's body. Immediately afterward, countless souls within his body that had submitted to Hell, their God of War, also transformed into undead worms and merged into Hell's body!

It wasn't forced; these souls, accumulated over 300,000 years, were all people who submitted to Hell and trusted it. Hell opened its primordial spirits to them without reservation, and they, in turn, offered up everything they had!

And Oga was doing the same thing! He concentrated his life force, burned it, and endlessly shortened his lifespan in exchange for that one moment of ultimate life form brilliance!

In this empty void, within the ruins of the past universe's destruction, countless echoes of the past, like spectators, gaze upon the final curtain of this ultimate battle.

Ninety-nine trillion power, ninety-nine hundred and fifty trillion power, ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine trillion power!

Faced with this number that was approaching its final count, both Oga and Hell came to a halt!

It's not that they can't increase it further, but because with only one person killed in the final battle so far, this power is already the limit they can push forward!

Perhaps they are still far from the greatest power, but it is enough—enough for them to annihilate each other without reservation, from their primordial spirit to everything else!

In this final moment, all was eerily silent. Hell looked at Oga and spoke with great interest.

"Now that things have come to this, Oga, is there anything you'd like to say?"

"Stop being so indecisive, come on!"

Actually, Oga didn't want to say a word, and neither did Hell. Oga was right. They were already absolute enemies, so there was no need for further entanglement!

Let's end all of this!!!

"Ninety-nine trillion power - Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist!!!"

"Ninety-nine trillion power - Hell's Sword!!!"

Without reservation, without hesitation! The strongest forces from both sides collided simultaneously, striking each other! The sword of hell pierced Oga's heart, while Oga's fist shattered the god of hell!

The surging light dispelled everything from this black hole tomb! The reversed flow of time recreated the past destruction, and together with thought, created a small world independent of time!

A world filled with ocean waves and sunsets.

Standing here, Oga and Hell gaze at each other in silence for a long time.

The waves crashed, the setting sun cast its last rays, and in this place where they once fought, the hand of hell slowly fell.

"Oga, it seems I've won after all."

Of the countless undead worms, only the last one remained. Hell stared at Oga and whispered something, while Oga, his body slowly crumbling, simply closed his eyes and said calmly...

"I am completely convinced. Hell, enjoy your victory."

Oga's body shattered infinitely, never to be reborn along with his spirit. Hell raised its head, gazing at the whale that had returned to nothingness, and chuckled softly.

"Did I win? No, Oga, I still lost..."

Hell slowly raised his hand, looking at his gradually shattering palm. In that instant, less than a second ago, his last remaining undead worms were shattered by an ultimate force.

He could have stopped it, or even just had the thought of not wanting to die, but he didn't.

Because at the moment of crossing life and death, Hell understood what the Great Power wanted to do.

Hell didn't seem to feel any anger or anything; he simply spoke with a relaxed, slightly mischievous and playful smile.

"Hmm... What are you talking about? Even if I survive, what then? I can't be his 'selfish' self, nor can I be his 'selfless' self..."

"We understood his determination, but we still underestimated his preparations, or rather, his plans... Hmm, is this what it feels like to never be reborn?"

Complete death, complete dissipation, hell smiled as it welcomed his final fate.

The eternally invincible Oga, and the unparalleled wisdom of Hell, two ultimate powerhouses, meet today—

The end!!!

Chapter 43 Civilizations That Reach the Same Destination Through Different Paths

"...It seems Uncle Oga has been defeated, but why did Hell go with him?"

The second son gazed into the distant void, sensing the restrictions that had been lifted following the defeat of the two ultimate powerhouses, and said with great interest...

"Could it be that Father chose to take action? He's the kind of person who's capable of doing such a thing."

“They’re both fine, the second son,” the dark voice said hoarsely.

"Isn't he always our goal?"

“You’re right, sworn brother, you’re absolutely right.”

The second man's lips curled slightly upwards, his arms crossed over his chest, his cloak still billowing in the endless gale, as he looked at the Dark Heavenly Dao before him.

"The person who absolutely needs to be taken down is you..."

Sha Antian remained silent, merely gazing down at the colossal, dazzling planet beneath his feet. His gaze wasn't even on the lives of his enemies, even if they genuinely wanted to blast him to smithereens.

"The battlefield you've chosen... does offer some enjoyment."

The second son also looked at this vibrant planet, located far from Earth and even galaxy clusters, in what could almost be described as a corner of the universe.

However, if a planet is merely extremely remote, or simply exceptionally vibrant with life, it is unlikely to provide the second son with any 'fun'.

What the second son found interesting here was simply that it lacked a magnetic field.

The magnetic field effect was directly suppressed here by ultimate power, but in its place came another special kind of energy.

Perhaps this so-called power is nothing special in terms of magnetic field force, but it is more peaceful and stable, so that the force does not have to be propelled in such a 'violent' manner.

The natives of this world call this power "true qi"? And when this power reaches a level of about 500,000, it is called "ascension".

"Heh, you actually managed to find the time to make such a fantasy model to play with over these hundreds of thousands of years?"

Darkness raised an eyebrow and looked at Sha Antian with a rather mocking tone, saying that this matter was indeed quite boring.

For those with strong magnetic fields, creating a world and a civilization is as easy as snapping their fingers; whether they make it beautiful or ugly is just a matter of a single thought.

Creating a perfect heaven is absolutely easy, while creating a terrifying hell is just a matter of lifting a finger.

But what's the point, what's the significance of all this?

Bai Wunan wasted extra time creating a world similar to the one before they left, simply to make them spare those who could escape and allow them to live a little longer. This was out of his selfless compassion, but it didn't mean he thought it all had any meaning.

But in reality, the significance of such things is essentially nonexistent.

Aside from killing time, I really can't think of any reason why an ultimate powerhouse would do something like this.

"I want to try to see if humans can develop different results and civilizations when they come into contact with other special forces without the power of a magnetic field."

Sha Antian gazed at this colossal world, which he had deliberately amplified with his invisible creative power, and spoke calmly.

This was indeed a small toy he made over a period of 300,000 years to pass the time.

A world ten thousand times the size of Earth was shaped and created by him with the ultimate power of invisible creation, and a place that distinguishes the so-called three realms of 'immortals', 'humans', and 'ghosts'.

It completely imitates the setting in fantasy novels. What Sha Antian did was to suppress the magnetic field power and instead make another kind of life force more active in this place.

The power they named True Qi was infused by Sha Antian with a method that could guide people's spirits toward the positive. It could be said that, in terms of environment, he was trying to create a beautiful heaven.

Then, he captured some people and placed them in these 'paradises' to observe their actions and movements.

But what is he trying to prove?

Does this prove that there is still hope for humanity? Does it prove that humans are a species capable of becoming better?

Such self-deceiving words are truly shameful to even utter.

“I infused their life force with results that guide them toward goodness, but if I leave them alone, they will immediately begin killing each other in less than five thousand years.”

Sha Antian gazed at that world, watching countless 'sects' and 'factions' slaughter each other over some controversy—evil, demonic versus righteous, or some secret manual or power—and said calmly.

"This is not beyond my expectations. Humans are inherently an incurable species. Chaos is our nature, and the ultimate fate of all systems is to descend into extreme chaos..."

But? Is there anything else I can say but?

Of course not. In fact, the reason why Sha'an Tian created this world was not because he had any unfounded expectations about human nature whatsoever.

He was merely trying to observe a possibility: what would the regenerated civilization look like if all the magnetic forces in the world disappeared?

Because perhaps when everything is over, the world that has been reshaped and recreated will be just like this—after all, for them, power is no longer the so-called 'magnetic field'.

He had observed many civilizations, including cultivation civilizations, technological civilizations, and psionic civilizations, but in the end, they all led to another form of 'magnetic field powerhouse'.

The power of magnetic fields is so violent and unrestrained that many people blame the tragedy of magnetic field civilizations on this immense force. But little do they know that even without this force, this unrestrained and destructive gene still exists deep within humanity.

Even if we replace magnetic field power with the 'power' that the strong despise most, so what? Aren't those who wield immense power also 'species' completely different from most people?

Even if they are biologically the same, if they regard each other as unequal in spirit and action, how is that any different from the attitude of the magnetic field madman?

It makes no difference, even if the universe is destroyed and civilization is rebuilt, even if all life becomes animals.

Wisdom will always appear in life, and then distinctions will follow. Class and power will alienate people into something else, and in the end, the same cycle will inevitably repeat itself.

Some wise people say that human history follows a spiral upward trajectory, believing that human history will always get better—but given that some fundamental things will never change, everything is just a gamble on a trivial matter of probability.