West Coast, North America.

Henkel, the leader of the North American half-race, is talking to a muscular man wearing a KFC headgear in front of him, this man is wearing a silver-gray suit, and every inch of his body under the suit is condensed with strength, and the strong muscles make the suit tight and full of force.

"Fingal von Flins. Can you please not wear your damn KFC hood every time you meet me? Putting down the document in his hand, Henkel glanced at the visitor in front of him, "Can you appear in front of me more decently?" ”

"Prada's custom suits, Hermes' shoes, Zenith's watches," Fingal patted his whole body, "the full set was bought for $30,000, which is in place, and as for the head cover, we must make sure that we can't show our face." ”

"Spy or paparazzi?" Henkel rolled his eyes and said.

"Of course." Fingal smiled, "In addition, I am also a part-time detective, so I can't show my face, and if people know that I know too much, I will be beaten to death." ”

"So you're here to sell me a comic?" Henkel glanced at the color comic he had just placed on his desk and asked, "I've finished reading it, it's not bad, it's just a little nervous, just like you." ”

"If you like it, I can mobilize everyone under my command to have ten or even nine copies to increase sales for this good cartoonist, and also make him a small fortune."

"It's not something you like or dislike, it's something you have to do, you have to let your men, your allies, know what you're up against." Fingal said in a surging voice, "As for the money, maybe the author is not very useful." ”

"You.

。 What is the meaning? A gut feeling came to mind, Henkel asked.

"Speaking of which, what do you think about the rotation of the magnetic field?" There was no answer, Fingal changed his mind and asked a question.

"A powerful system imagined." Since he said that he had seen it, then Henkel would not just be perfunctory, he was such a down-to-earth person, "In addition to lifespan, he transcends words and elements in all aspects." ”

"But this comic also has the problem of the collapse of power later." Henkel smiled, "That's called the Dream Creation Beasts, right?" With an average combat power of 500,000 magnetic field rotations, maybe the Dragon King can't even beat the Dream Creation Beast Troupe. ”

"Yes, definitely." Fingal shook his head, "And what do you think of the strong man with a magnetic field?" ”

"God! No, evil gods. Henkel said, pouring himself a cup of coffee, "Starting from magnetism, mastering the four basic forces, can achieve [strengthening the body], [cell reorganization], [material hardening], [reading thoughts], [material reorganization], [natural phenomenon control], affecting [life], [cause and effect], [fate], [space], [time], such creatures, we can only call them gods." ”

"It's just that these gods may be a little too crazy, and they can only be called evil gods."

"Yes, evil god." Fingal sighed and stopped selling Guanzi, "The leader of the kingdom of heaven is the evil god of the magnetic field, and the system of the kingdom of heaven is the rotation of the magnetic field. ”

"Poof!" The strong impact made Henkel subconsciously squirt out the coffee, and the gray-black liquid directly splashed Fingal's hood, "What do you say?" ”

"I'm glad I had a hood." Fingal rejoiced, "Otherwise, it would have been a failure." ”

"Are you sure it's true?" Without waiting for Fingal to reply, a cold sweat broke out on Henkel's head unconsciously, "Not joking or pretending?" ”

"Eva's intel for me." Fingal said, "And, the headmaster has awakened to the electric push, and — and me." ”

Fingal stretched out his hand, his muscles swelled, and the not too weak current covered it, and the paper bag on his head was charred black, and the KFC paper bag cracked through the middle, revealing his true face underneath - a handsome young man with short blond hair.

"You see, this is the electric current push, the ability that I just awakened." Fingal smiled wryly, "I hope it's fake, too—about half the hope." ”

"How many volts do you have? How many volts are in Angers? Can I wake up? Can others awaken? Henkel asked, like a cannon, "What is the effect of this thing?" ”

"I'm only 10,000 volts now, not as good as the principal, he has at least 30,000, and he grows much faster than mine, maybe because his desires are more definite and more fiery." Fingal said lazily, "As for whether I can awaken or not, how can I know—it seems that the core members of the Heavenly Kingdom can awaken anyway, and the conditions for the others to awaken are unknown." ”

"No, there are two points of overlap - a strong physical fitness, and a hot, blazing, extremely hot, even burning desire."

"Old man, don't think about it, look at you, the big belly is out, and you are still thinking about what awakening." Fingal said, "Let's go home and take our grandchildren." ”

"Is it......" Henkel did not retort, "is it easy to cultivate?" Where have the leaders of the kingdom of heaven reached? ”

"Not much." Fingal said, "Every step forward is like moving forward in a dark tunnel, everything around you is trying to squeeze you, you must use strong physical fitness to resist, with fiery desire as the driving force, in order to move forward with difficulty." ”

"However, this obstacle seems to be decreasing gradually, at an ever-increasing rate—perhaps this is the so-called magnetic field diffusion."

"As for the head of the kingdom of heaven, I don't know." Fingal's eyes narrowed, "But, Ange's remark in the file is that it is several times that of me, and it is not an enemy. ”

"That madman in Ange is so remarkable? Considering his time zero, that's really a terrible opponent, could it be a hell reincarnation? Is it okay for us to surrender now? Henkel made a sneer, "Or go around looking for Oga and Bai Jinglang?" ”

"Who knows? You know what the kingdom of heaven is. Fingal's smile was cold, "Are you willing to give up until you see the power of the Heavenly Leader?" Give up the power and power that you are holding in your hands. ”

"How can it be—unless you want me to die." "Say something else." ”

"Superweapons, we need more superweapons." Fingal said, "We must, we must use our only advantage, gather scientists, and quickly launch a large number of superweapons that only exist in the plan at any cost, and then I will implant chips in my mind to control them accurately." ”

"Do you know Tony the Electric Eye? Obviously, I can't keep up with the Heavenly Leader, I can't keep up with the Headmaster, so I have to come from somewhere else to help. ”

"Or can you go to the Heavenly Leader and surrender? Or do nothing, counting on the flames of Ange's vengeance to burn the dragons and the heavenly leaders to death before they consume themselves? ”

"Choose." Fingal's face was expressionless, "The current push has spread, the war has begun, and this time, no one is neutral, no wait-and-see, no steady win, no waiting for the opportunity to capture the fruits of the final victory." ”

"Even the weakest of the strong is enough to easily crush the weak."

………………

On an island in the Pacific Ocean, the true blood of the White King, Amaterasu, Gen Zhisheng, is worshipping at a quaint shrine - but even he doesn't know that he is worshipping the girls who died at the hands of his younger brother. Or is it a brother who died at his own hands?

Religiously, he kowtowed heavily to his forehead.

Syllable!

Suddenly, electricity exploded, knocking the ground into pitch black.

What is this?

Looking blankly at the electricity between his hands, the future leader of the Eight Snake Clans asked himself.