Terra, the planet that has nurtured human civilization, has a solid iron core, a liquid outer core that generates the Earth's magnetic field, and a convective mantle that drives plate tectonics.

The magnetic field ejected from the poles of Terra enveloped the entire planet to defend itself against natural attacks from outer space, a terrifying energy that could not be matched.

It is also a natural energy source that has been difficult for humans to use efficiently for a long time.

But for Eric.

He can harness that power.

In fact, there is nothing unusual, it is just a rough and superficial theorem of magnetism and electricity that cuts magnetic inductance lines, but no matter what phenomenon, from burning to plate movement, as long as the amount involved reaches a suffocating level, then the great power it shows is enough to make small human beings feel a magnificent beauty of the end of the world.

At the moment, Eric Lanshel is cutting the magnetic field.

Within a radius of 3,500 meters, within the limit of his psionic energy, more than 70,000 psionic nodes with a three-dimensional structure were scattered at the same time! These psionic nodes fit perfectly with the Terra magnetic field of New York's spatial coordinates, and they are neatly arranged and resonant, forming a closed loop!

Theoretically, unless his head was burned out, it would be impossible to effectively and precisely control the arrangement of so many psionic nodes.

However, human wisdom is infinite.

Eric, who was walking on the road of ravaging and conquering chaos, had a big brain, and since he had no way to control it, why not catch some subspace creatures, fix them directly in the subspace, and then directly weave this super-large circuit through the reflection of the subspace on the material world when needed?

He tried, and he succeeded.

In the subspace, the psyker named Eric displayed an intoxicating power of perfection, causing countless subspace creatures, and even Chaos Demons, to be captured by the exaggerated psionic field.

What an amazing man-made miracle!

When it unfolded in the material realm, first of all, a thin veil of purple-red light rippled over New York, a mid-latitude region where the aurora could not appear, like the streamers of the fairies in the lake, revealing thrilling beauty in the swing, and the prince of darkness in the chaos let out a sinking smile.

This was followed by balls of lightning that formed instantly, behind Eric's outstretched hands.

How many of them are?

The whole of New York was lit up at this moment, and the temperature in the offshore area rose by almost ten degrees out of thin air.

Like a daylight, Eric suspended in the sky like the god of destruction under the powerful power, overlooking the Black Emperor below who raised his hand to cover his eyes and looked uncomfortable.

Now it's his turn to crush this damn empire.

Balls of lightning let out a beep-beep piercing scream, seemingly slow but actually extremely fast from the framed closed psionic circuit began to roll outward, this scene is extremely spectacular and gorgeous to watch from a distance of thousands of meters, like a light elf naughtily rolling towards the earth.

Everywhere the mines passed, everything melted silently.

No explosions, no roars.

There is only one type of destruction plasma that blooms in silence, and theoretically no carbon-based life can survive this release of energy that disintegrates the molecular structure. Even Sebastian, who swallowed a second-generation nuclear weapon, could not maintain the integrity of his body under such a terrifying output of foreign power.

He had to admit it.

This little Jewish hadgw, which he created, was not only lucky and favored by the Lord, but also had a little brain, at least not because he was ignorant of learning, but through knowledge to exert the power of psionic energy more effectively.

Everything dissolves in deadly light and heat!

The map cannon began to clear the field, directly separating Charles and Raven who were trying to cut into the battlefield, and they couldn't use their bodies to resist this force without preparation.

Sebastian looked down and smiled.

Is this what little Eric is doing?

It is indeed worth admiring, if it is placed on the battlefield, he can destroy an entire army alone, even if it is the former Skull Pioneer Regiment, I am afraid that except for the complete body champion, under the current rules of the material realm, do not want to say that this kind of magnetic field energy weapon is faced.

Theoretically.

If Eric is well prepared, no matter which step is flawless, then the power he gathers, pay attention, is not the current dispersion, but the power of convergence, which is equivalent to the light spear on the space battleship, this weapon can directly penetrate the thick armor and shield of the space battleship.

Don't say a single Sebastian.

Even if ten Black Emperors were in front of him, he would be able to skewer each other into primordial ashes!

As the rolling mines rushed along the magnetic lines, the Black Emperor made an aiming gesture to Eric in the sky, and then he snapped in his mouth as if he had been shot.

Eric, who was originally suspended in the air, immediately felt dizzy in his head!

Then came a bout of nausea and severe pain in the body.

He couldn't help but cough immediately, and in the midst of coughing, Eric soon found himself vomiting blood in small gulps, as if he was cursed, and his psionic circuit began to collapse in turmoil.

Sebastian paced out of the melted earth like a man of light.

He couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Eric vomiting blood in the sky.

"Electromagnetism is indeed a good form of expression, but you are still too attached to it, little Eric, the human body is very, very fragile, so fragile that a beam of high-energy gamma rays passes through it and it will begin to disintegrate."

"How much do you know about your body? It's a matter of your life, and if you don't have a DNA level, you'll have to deal with cancer, leukemia, and mutations in less than a week. ”

"So, little Eric, you're still too young."

"What is the difference between you in front of me now and more than ten years ago?" Sebastian ravaged Eric and glanced at Li Lin with great satisfaction, and the demon then said with interest. "Let me help you remember how you imprisoned your mother's soul on a demon engine."

The Black Emperor stared at Eric, the psionic shackles he had long left in his mind silently dissipated.

Eric, who didn't fully know what he was attacking, fell into hell the next second.

He returned to Auschwitz.

In that café, when he returned from the subspace, with the afterglow of a Chaos Lord, he was filled with strange pleasure, staring at the Slaanesh Demon Engine in fascination.

What a wonderful masterpiece!!

Its high-pitched soprano floats in the high registers, while the deep and solemn organ sound is powerful enough to bring any artist to tears when played through the nerve and abdominal resonance.

How could such an instrument dedicated to the Prince of Darkness not have sweet pain?

At that time, Eric was still young.

I saw my mother's panicked face.

The child's innocent smile suddenly bloomed, and he wanted to share the glory with his mother, and under the malicious distortion of chaos, this idea suddenly became a scene where the child could laugh and tear off the wings of insects.

In Eric's desperate eyes.

He saw that, as a child, he had given orders to the Lustane Demon Engine.