The Control Group

Even disciples at the Magnetic Field Rotation level were gravely injured when caught in the aftermath.

Not every battle could be watched for fun, and even fewer battles would leave onlookers unharmed.

The people who had been gloating and planning to enjoy the spectacle were now all vomiting blood with severe injuries. Those who were weaker simply died on the spot.

Battles between War Gods had always involved AOE attacks. After taking that hit, they no longer had the luxury of watching. They desperately suppressed their internal injuries and fled for their lives.

They were also Magnetic Field Rotation Adepts, so they knew how powerful battles could be. But their thinking was constrained, and they had never imagined that Zhan Liu would launch an attack in the city without the slightest concern, not even caring about the lives of the other disciples inside the Martial Arts School.

Battles at this level were no longer something they had the qualifications to observe from close by.

Mystique could no longer maintain her form. She reverted to her original appearance and struggled to get up from the ground. Looking at the scattered limbs covering the ruins outside, she felt utterly despondent.

Most of the members of her newly established "Path of the Martial God" organization were old, weak, sick, or disabled. Those who came here to study martial arts were carefully selected elites.

She deeply regretted it now. Once someone entered the Current Drive Realm, she should have taken them back to the base instead of coveting the benefits of Magnetic Field Acceleration here and leaving them behind, allowing the entire organization to be wiped out today.

Fortunately, Raven had often witnessed the tragic deaths of her comrades at the hands of the military while following Magneto, so she quickly composed herself.

She reached down, picked up Old Wang, who was already close to death, and quickly fled into the distance.

Only after watching Raven disappear into the distance did Zhan Liu lower his head and look at the scattered military soldiers below. That heavy strike had left them in a bad state as well.

Although they wore armor that increased their combat power to the Twenty Heavens, their physical bodies had not been strengthened by Magnetic Field Rotation and remained at their original levels.

The only reason they had not suffered serious injuries and vomited blood was that a small amount of Vibranium had been mixed into the Strong Magnetic Armor, reducing the force of the impact to some extent.

"Now you know why Tony discarded this unfinished Strong Magnetic Armor, right? It’s a useless piece of junk meant only for bullying the weak!"

"Since you understand, you can die now!"

"Magnetic Field Rotation, Twenty-Five Heavens, Ultimate Emperor Leg!"

"You worthless traitors who betrayed your master, go to hell!"

Zhan Liu’s leg was like a battle-ax as he brought it crashing down on Emil, the leader.

"Block it together! Otherwise, we’ll all die!" Emil’s eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as he roared. He abandoned his defense, activated the "Ultimate Sinking Thunder Hand," and struck heavily toward Zhan Liu.

At this critical moment between life and death, he clearly felt his Magnetic Field Rotation realm break through once again, reaching the Nine Heavens.

But the Strong Magnetic Armor’s limit was the Twenty Heavens. Whether he was at the Nine Heavens or the First Heaven, once he put on the armor, he could only display the combat power of the Twenty Heavens.

The other soldiers also frantically squeezed out their own potential and began fighting Zhan Liu with everything they had.

But the gap between their levels was far too great. Their efforts were useless.

That previous palm had been casually thrown out by Zhan Liu. He had used no technique, and the force he had released was limited. This leg, however, was delivered with a sect ultimate technique. The difference between the two was like night and day.

The group had taken his previous palm and assumed they could withstand this one as well, relying on their numbers to wear Zhan Liu down.

Who could have known that the moment the two sides clashed this time, they would immediately feel that the power of Zhan Liu’s attack was more than ten times greater? They remained locked together for only an instant before Zhan Liu’s leg swept away all the resisting force like dry twigs and rotten wood, bearing down with crushing weight.

"No…" Amid everyone’s despairing wails, they saw the Strong Magnetic Vibranium Armor they had relied on for protection torn apart like scraps of paper by the force carried along with the heavy kick. Their bodies were then smashed into two pieces.

"Ah… Help me…"

"No… Master, I was wrong. Please spare me…"

"Please spare me, Master… I didn’t want to come either. The general forced me to come…"

Those struck head-on died on the spot. Those merely grazed from the side were fortunate enough to be left with severed limbs and ripped-open abdomens. If they were sent to the hospital in time, they might still survive.

Zhan Liu’s attack had destroyed all their convictions. They were already terrified, and now they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him, begging for mercy and hoping he would let them keep their miserable lives.

Zhan Liu frowned as he looked at their disgraceful appearance. He knew they were finished and would find it difficult to make any progress for the rest of their lives.

He wanted to kill them all while he was at it, but then he remembered the "Way of Erik" he had created earlier. He still did not know whether it would work. Perhaps he should increase the number of samples.

If they could not be the experimental group, they could still serve as the control group.

At this thought, he stretched out a hand. A flash of electricity passed by, stopping the bleeding of the injured men.

The men thought they had received Zhan Liu’s forgiveness and immediately rejoiced, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"Thank you, Master. From now on, whatever you ask your disciples to do, we’ll do it. We absolutely won’t dare disobey."

"Rest assured, Master. Other than us, there aren’t many Magnetic Field Rotation experts left in the military. From now on, we’ll help you sideline all the generals above us. When the time comes, we’ll get you a six-star general position."

"How can a six-star general be enough? With how powerful Master is, you’re qualified to be president!"

Seeing their disgraceful behavior, Zhan Liu disliked them even more.

The group kept watching his expression. When they saw his displeasure, they hurriedly fell silent and looked at him nervously, afraid of offending him.

"A bunch of worthless cowards!"

"How many times have I told you? The core of Magnetic Field Rotation lies in the will!"

"It lies in the will! Do you understand?"

"If your will is strong enough, you can break through in battle and kill your way out of adversity!"

"What good is begging for mercy? Can begging for mercy keep you from dying? Huh?"

Zhan Liu stretched out a hand and blasted the limbs of one of them into pieces, turning him into a "Human Stick." After stopping the bleeding, he tossed him aside.

"Pain, hatred, anger, sorrow, self-reproach, regret—all these emotions can drive you to keep growing stronger. You have to be extreme enough!"

"Since you can’t do it yourselves, let me give you a hand!"

In front of everyone, he began turning them into "Human Sticks" one by one.

Seeing this scene, the group wet themselves in terror. They no longer cared about their injuries and fled outside on their hands and knees.

But they could not fly, and their injuries were severe. Some of them had even lost their legs. Where could they escape? One after another, they fell victim to Zhan Liu.

Yet even under such intense provocation, not one of them dared to summon the courage to fight back.

Zhan Liu looked at the "Human Sticks" covering the ground and sighed, giving up on them completely.

It seemed they could only serve as the control group.

Thanks to book friend Xin Yi Jiao for the tip!