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Chapter 194 – This Is Totally Cheating!
🕑 Added 2025-07-22 16:15:14 +0000 UTCAmidst an explosion more beautiful than the most extravagant fireworks in the world—
“Eat my one-million colt Magnetic Spin Fist!!”
With a deep breath that seemed heavy enough to crush the very air, Nagami’s right fist crackled with layered magnetic fields.
He launched a blow powerful enough to shatter mountains straight at the spirit girl in front of him—showing absolutely no intention of going easy just because she was pretty.
To be fair, it wasn’t really one million volt… but calling out a move name was all about flair anyway, so who cared?
“Today, I’m gonna blast you to bits, you damn spirit!!!”
Powered by electromagnetism, Nagami’s ability first amplified his own magnetic field, then extended his reach to manipulate the external magnetic forces—of the Earth, the universe… anything.
Theoretically, the rotational energy of magnetic fields could be scaled infinitely.
Assuming you could get them spinning.
As the wielder of the powers of the Herrscher of Thunder, Nagami didn’t need to rely on cellular friction to generate electricity.
His body could produce electromagnetic force directly—a principle known as electric propulsion. And magnetic field rotation?
That was practically child’s play to someone of his caliber.
Strengthening the body? Cellular reconstruction? Basic stuff.
It was the higher levels—where skills began to affect life and causality—that still eluded him.
From the other side, Takamiya Mio raised her spirit branch sword, spirit energy swirling around it and forming a crescent slash.
She swung it to meet Nagami’s incoming fist.
At the moment of impact, a cyclone erupted.
The shockwave, visible and devastating, blasted out in all directions.
“ORA ORA ORA ORAAAA!”
Nagami’s fists struck out in a blur, faster than the eye could follow.
All Mio could see was a wall of fists raining down from the sky.
Twisting her body midair, she stepped lightly through the void, her bare, white feet gliding like a dancer’s.
Clad in her astral dress Yah (יה), she looked like a pure white bride mid-flight—graceful and deadly.
The curved silhouette of her body gleamed like a swan’s wings in the contrast of black and white dimensions.
Her spirit branch sword glowed with dazzling brilliance as she countered with a seamless stream of slashes.
Fist met blade again and again, the collision tearing the air apart in booming concussions.
But Nagami had swiped a few techniques of feint while he was at it.
He knew how to throw a punch.
Above, the dark clouds churned, pulling every bolt of lightning together into one enormous column. With a roar, it crashed down.
The thunderous bolt connected with Nagami’s arm, and in the blink of an eye, he converted the lightning strike into a high-density magnetic field.
Compressing it, he unleashed a burst of propulsion that sent his next punch rocketing forward at ludicrous speed.
This was—
“Magnetic Field Rotation: Heaven Splitter!!”
Mio’s pupils shrank in shock.
‘No time to block!’
‘BOOM!!’
Lightning danced. Electromagnetism surged.
A torrent of Honkai energy exploded outward.
Nagami’s punch, a fusion of Fishman Karate arts and Inch-Fist (Taixuan) precision, slammed square into Mio’s chest.
He didn’t care if his opponent was male or female—nor did Fishman Karate arts ever show mercy.
The brute force behind the blow surged through her Astral Dress.
It didn’t just serve to highlight her bridal beauty—it absorbed nearly half the impact.
Even so, her pure white, wedding-dress-like spirit gear cracked and splintered.
With a sonic boom, Mio was sent hurtling through the air like a fallen star, crashing violently into the ground below.
‘BOOOOM!!!’
The impact shattered the earth beneath her like a meteor strike.
Jagged cracks spread like spiderwebs, and residual lightning rolled outward like a tsunami, tearing through the area and obliterating everything in its path.
Good thing they were fighting in the interdimensional realm.
If this had happened in Tenguu City… well, it’d need to be rebuilt.
Actually, forget that.
A hydrogen bomb probably would’ve done less damage.
“You… I’LL KILL YOU!!!”
A voice, trembling with fury and murderous intent, echoed through the air.
Mio’s once-elegant expression twisted into a snarl.
Clutching her chest, she winced at the throbbing pain pressing against her soft, ample—
Let’s just say it hurt like hell.
She couldn’t believe she’d been hit.
And there, of all places.
She was ready to dismember Nagami a thousand times over.
“Ain Soph Aur: Sanctuary of All Things In Creation”
In the void, radiant light painted itself into a giant dreamlike lotus blossom, delicate and ethereal.
At its center bloomed a stamen in the form of a girl.
It was beautiful—yet brimming with razor-sharp, killing intent.
The Angel of Death: Sanctuary of All Things In Creation.
This technique released clouds of glowing pollen particles.
They were unblockable, bypassing all defenses and corroding anything they touched.
And this… this was just a basic version for handling small fry.
But Mio was done playing around.
She didn’t have the patience for warmups anymore.
With a roar, her energy surged, tearing through space itself.
One hand extended over the lotus core, drawing in a spectacular flood of spiritual energy.
Somewhere in the distance, even the fabric of the dimension itself seemed to scream in agony.
This was the upgraded version of Sanctuary of All Things In Creation—
“Henet (Bud Cannon).”
Even from a vast distance away, Nagami could clearly feel the terrifying energy fluctuations surging from that cannon.
“Hey, hey, it was an accident, okay?!”
He really didn’t mean it. I mean, in the middle of a fight, who pays attention to stuff like that?
Besides, when he accidentally punched Fu Hua in the chest, she didn’t even flinch!
Just because hers are bigger doesn’t mean she gets special treatment!
But judging from the way Takamiya Mio was fuming right now, there was no point explaining. If she wanted to misunderstand, let her.
A man who stands upright has nothing to fear from a crooked shadow.
And besides…
“I’ve never backed down from a cannon fight!”
The power of the Void King activated.
A glowing sigil appeared on Nagami’s chest—the mark of extracting power from the Void.
He reached into the sigil with his right hand.
With a resonating hum and the radiant shimmer of spatial crystals, Nagami drew out the Core of the Law of Void from within himself.
The tri-colored crystal—violet, blue, and silver—began to unleash its vast energy like a bursting dam.
With his control over electromagnetic fields, he focused this massive force into a minuscule point.
Then, invoking the Law of Reason, he replicated isotopes of hydrogen—deuterium and tritium.
Under immense energy pressure, he forced them to collide and fuse into helium atoms.
In the process, neutrons were released, and the lost mass from the fusion was converted into pure energy—setting off a chain reaction of atomic fusion that rippled outward.
The titanic energy of nuclear fusion spiraled around the Core of Void, partially converted into electromagnetic power.
A powerful ring-shaped magnetic tunnel formed, binding the ever-growing fusion energy into a stable track constructed by the Law of Void.
This contained nuclear fusion—now shaped into a supercharged energy ring—didn’t emit even a glimmer of light.
Yet the pressure warped the surrounding space, cracking it at the edges.
Black fragments of collapsed void began to consume the nearby light.
“Proton Electromagnetic Cannon!!”
A blinding white beam—like a burning comet—tore through the entire interdimensional realm.
It was the epitome of destructive beauty.
In a flash, everything within sight shattered into a storm of crystalline shards, scattering radiant light in all directions.
Even though the two attacks collided in mid-air, the ground beneath them collapsed instantly, forming a gaping crater hundreds of meters deep that seemed bottomless.
A vortex of destruction began to form at the center of the blast, tearing through the crust of the earth.
Rock, soil, buildings—everything was sucked in. Even the clouds in the sky were gone, swallowed completely.
The light of annihilation bathed the land.
Dust to dust. Ash to ash.
Then—silence.
After what felt like an eternity, a boy’s voice drifted through the still air, light and crisp, tinged with breathlessness and exhaustion.
“…So? Was that strong enough for you?”
Nagami floated in mid-air, sweat dripping from his face, running down his neck.
His throat was dry.
This was the first time since becoming a Herrscher that he’d gone all-out.
Both his energy and mental strength had finally hit their limits.
And his opponent… was a being worshipped as a god in this world.
The faintly glowing Core of Void slowly returned to Nagami’s chest.
His body wavered as he landed, his legs unsteady. Across from him stood Takamiya Mio, just as worn and tattered.
Her Astral Dress—once elegant and pure white like a wedding dress was now shredded, just like Nagami’s own Herrscher battle gear.
Given how revealing it already was, the damage exposed even more of her pale, flawless skin. She was dangerously close to a full wardrobe malfunction.
Nagami let out a short laugh and said calmly:
“Let’s be real. If I were here to cause chaos, your plan would’ve failed before it even started. So… can you trust me now?”
“…You’re strong. Really strong.”
Now that her emotions had settled, Mio’s rationality returned.
She looked at Nagami seriously.
“I never thought anyone could fight me to this extent.”
She was no longer the innocent being she once was.
Now, Mio fully understood what her power meant in this world.
“…Then this will be my final attack. If you can withstand it—I'll follow your plan. No more resistance.”
Slowly, she extended her hand forward and softly summoned an unnamed angel.
“אין סוף ■■■”
No spiritual energy gathered.
No dazzling visual effects. Not even a blade of grass stirred beneath her feet.
Yet the instant she made her move—
Nagami’s expression froze.
A crushing sense of danger surged over him like a tidal wave.
“This… This is totally cheating!!”
Only the six-pointed purple star could perceive the incoming strike—and it was completely useless against it.
There was no way to fight back.
“…Whatever. If I’m going up against a god, dying once isn’t something to be ashamed of.”
Leaving behind those confusing final words, Nagami’s body began to disappear, as if someone were erasing him from the world with an invisible eraser.
This was the power of “Nothingness.”
Even the Herrscher of Reason couldn’t reconstruct his body in time.
This attack wasn’t just targeting his existence—it struck at the very foundation of this universe.
But when the wave of “Nothingness” reached the red bird-like crest glowing on Nagami’s body—
It stopped.
It could not erase it like it did the rest of him.
In a realm unseen by any observer—at the deepest, most fundamental layer of this world—
The scarlet bird, like a phoenix, stirred its wings.
And began to rise in rebirth.
