Domestic Violence Skill

The screams of the artifact spirit echoed in the spiritual world.

They vanished without a trace, carrying with them their final despair.

Meanwhile, the mercenary forces that had been controlled in the direction of the airport terminal and the surrounding outposts had ceased fire. The France who had been lying in ambush there had finally broken free of their mental control and were bewildered and astonished.

The mental link collapsed, and an invisible shockwave spread throughout the mental world, freeing those who had been controlled and lurking by the cunning artifact spirits throughout the Comora region.

It seems that Donkey Dung Ball is indeed dead.

The dark clouds that had been hanging over Comora have finally mostly dissipated.

With his worries gone, Kang De was able to devote himself fully to Goth's final battle.

But Kang De was not reassured by this.

Because he heard Donkey Dung Ball's final, desperate cry.

The Fire Thief.

This is the cry of the mysterious, ancient spirit shrouded in mist.

As its soul perished, the power of the Fire Thief was Extraction and plundering its soul and everything else. At the moment their souls came into contact, Kang De saw the deepest memories in the other's heart. It undoubtedly recognized the power of the Fire Thief and its thoughts were related to it, but Kang De did not see any images.

All I could see was a ring of shimmering light amidst the boundless darkness, with nothing but pitch blackness in the center.

It looks... like an eye.

Although there was no reference point, one could sense from the other person's memory that this eye was very, very, very large, beyond imagination.

Moreover, it is the source of power for this unknown lost soul...

That cry of the Fire Thief resonated deep within my heart.

A tremendous shock and astonishment surged forth.

Who is it? Why does it recognize the Fire Thief's power? Is it from another world? But it didn't react particularly to the spells Kang De used, or perhaps it kept its true feelings hidden? Did this cunning creature tell the truth during their earlier conversation? What exactly has it been through?

Is the body truly sealed in another royal tomb in Gambia?

And then there Fire Thief...

Until pain roused Kang De from his reverie.

He discovered that the most pressing issue wasn't why the ancient spirit of the Comora knew about the Fire Thief... but rather the thing he held in his palm.

The golden sphere called Tacitus, which Little Bob was determined to obtain and which the France government was extremely interested in, possessed the power to manipulate people's hearts and was referred to as a cage by the artifact spirit.

Kang De Extraction it.

The outer shell, the spirit of the artifact, and inside, a terrifying flow of information.

In an instant, Kang De's pupils contracted as a cacophony of sounds, images, memories, and incomprehensible texts surged and raged through his mind.

Fortunately, this was the old profession of the Fire Thief. Kang De had done the work of Extraction information from living beings many times and had experience in maintaining his mind amidst a massive flow of information. This prevented him from being burned into a mentally impaired by the massive amount of information that suddenly flooded in. However, the words, images, pictures, and symbols that kept appearing in his mind continued to pour in. How noisy and chaotic it was! Most importantly, Kang De couldn't understand any of it.

Because that's not a message conveyed from a human perspective.

Rather, it is the information left to this world by another race, another civilization whose structure, society, technology, and culture are completely Civilization from those of humans, and their way of viewing the world.

Tacitus was likely the container that held this information, and it must have had the tools and methods to slowly analyze and reproduce it.

But now, it has been swallowed up in one gulp by the Power of the Fire Thief.

The consequences were predictable.

"Hold!"

Kang De felt a tremendous threat. If he allowed this flow of information to continue pouring in, he feared he would truly be burned into mental disability. He gritted his teeth and prepared to cut off the Extraction flow of information.

But at that moment, Horus's eyes lit up with a purple light.

The Autobots regained control of their bodies, and the mental connection between father and son was restored. Horus, still kneeling, said in a deep voice, "Father, I need that."

Kang De held the golden light in his hand, raised his head, and looked into his son's eyes.

Horus gazed at him steadfastly.

"Prove your identity," Kang De said. "What name did I give you?"

"..." Iron Son said, "Could we ask another question?"

"Well, so you're still alive, you Donkey Dung Ball!"

"... Can't you tell for yourself whether I am Horus or not?"

"Ughhhhh, the information flow is so huge! It's overwhelming! I'd better disconnect right away!"

"--Alright! It's Invincible Iron Bull! Invincible Iron Bull! Are you satisfied now!"

It seems that Iron Son really wants that.

Kang De reached forward and pressed his hand into Horus's open chest armor.

Such actions were not uncommon. In the river within the Empire, Kang De infused a Humvee with the mixed Element of the White Mist World, and then the Soul of Myriad Machines awakened.

At this moment, the massive torrent Extraction from Tacitus was poured into Horus in the same way. The Transformers roared suddenly, and all the parts on its body cracked and popped. Its eyes shone brightly, and a strange and indescribable change occurred on this mechanical life form.

Kang De's earlier evasive remarks were a slow, deliberate attempt to cut off the flow of information and gather the vast expanse of light. He carefully channeled the energy Extraction from Tacitus into Horus's body, and upon hearing the Iron Son's painful roar, he was startled. "Is everything alright?"

Horus stammered, "White... White Mist..."

"--Understood!"

Kang De braced himself against Horus's chest with both hands, space shattered, and he and the Transformers vanished from the spot, entering the White Mist World.

Upon returning to this wondrous mirror world, he was suddenly filled with joy, just as he had felt when Akatum's Crimson Scroll first appeared here.

The entire White Mist World was thus changed.

Horus roared even more triumphantly, his massive machine hovering in the air, golden light filling his entire body. The immense energy from Tacitus was transmitted into his body through Kang De, while the portion that the Transformers could not contain dissipated into this world.

And this world is inextricably linked to Kang De, its fate intertwined with his.

The cycle begins here. Kang De, Horus, and the entire White Mist World share everything in Tacitus, but Kang De no longer has time to look at the current state of the Iron Son.

Because he discovered the changes in the world.

There are also changes within itself.

A certain ability.

New capabilities.

The vast knowledge contained in Tacitus includes the views of that unknown Civilization or individual on the world, including their observations and understanding of time and space.

The portion absorbed by the White Mist World, through its own mysterious connection with Kang De, transformed that vast and obscure knowledge into a way that Kang De could understand, presenting it to him.

Kang De slowly reached out and snapped his fingers.

The world suddenly darkened, and even the light was distorted. Kang De looked ahead and saw Horus still kneeling, his eyes shining with a golden light like fire, but the speed at which it burned... had slowed down considerably.

He took off his watch and let go.

The watch is suspended in mid-air.

It descended slowly, at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Time in the White Mist World... was filled to the brim.

Kang De snapped his fingers again, and the world returned to normal. The watch plummeted, but he caught it with a casual grab.

Besides...

Kang De suddenly appeared high in the sky, and the next moment he appeared on a rooftop. His figure moved constantly between buildings, high altitudes, streetlights, and car rooftops, arriving in an instant without any hesitation.

Not only that.

He appeared on the rooftop, overlooking the street scene below his building. A main road ran east to west, surrounded by towering buildings, vehicles, skyscrapers—everything familiar.

Kang De stretched out his hand, gazing at the distant scenery.

Then, he slightly turned his right hand to the side and swung it.

A roar arose, space twisted, and the building in front of us changed from vertical to horizontal. No, from the building's own perspective, it was still "straight upwards," but the change in space rendered direction meaningless.

Kang De walked along the side of the building as if it were flat ground.

He reached out and beckoned.

The wide main road twists like a Möbius strip, and walking along it, all you see is a smooth road.

But from an observer's perspective, the ants on the road are walking a road with no end.

Everything before him was like Russia building blocks, casually arranged by Kang De.

Then it returns to its original position.

That's so damn cool!

Kang De looked around, closed his eyes and breathed. He felt that he had become one with the White Mist World. The flow and operation of time and space were all under his control, and he could modify and interfere with them at will. Moreover, he believed that what he could do was not limited to this. The secrets and achievements he obtained from Tacitus were beyond imagination.

There are still countless secrets absorbed by the White Mist World, but he cannot understand or grasp them for the time being. However, as long as he continues to explore, more and more "permissions" will be unlocked for him.

Now, Kang De began to ponder a question.

Being able to freely control the speed of time in the White Mist World, manipulate space, and rewrite rules is indeed very cool, dazzling, and powerful.

But...

"What's the use anyway...?"

Ah, it can be used for fighting! Look! When fighting, with the time-unlimited the World activated, you can practically crush and torment your enemies at will. Not to mention, you can modify spatial rules, making your enemies wander up and down in a dead end. It's incredibly powerful!

So here's the question.

Where is the enemy?

In other words.

How can we get the enemy into the White Mist World? Previous experiments have shown that any living thing that passes through the White Mist World will immediately die, and it also comes with a sterilization and fire extinguishing service.

Aside from Kang De, the other beings capable of entering the White Mist World...

Kang De looked down at Horus, who was still kneeling in contemplation like a statue.

It seems this ability... can only be used to beat up one's son?

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PS1: This is the first update of 3,000 words. There will be a second update around midnight, and a third update... depending on the situation.