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"The destructive power of that explosion seemed to be somewhat less than I had expected."

Lox sat upright upon the steel throne of the Crimson Fists, constantly observing the condition of the Final Judgment from a higher dimension through his psychic sight.

Both sides were currently locked in a relatively cautious standoff. Lox had not entered the battle personally, nor had the being behind the Celestial Blade revealed itself.

That explosion, a fireball comparable to a miniature star, had destroyed more than one-sixth of the Final Judgment's hull.

The entire rear section of the warship had been blasted away. The detached stern was then reduced to countless shattered, incandescent atoms amid the violent explosion.

Yet according to his calculations, that devastating blast should have destroyed at least a quarter of the warship.

But Lox quickly found the reason.

Before the chain detonation began, the rear section of the vessel, including its reactor, had begun separating from the rest of the ship under the force of a powerful magnetic field.

Though the process had been exceptionally slow, it had objectively reduced the damage inflicted upon the warship as a whole.

And after the explosion occurred, that powerful magnetic force had continued protecting the remaining hull, further weakening the destruction.

"To achieve this, it must have been a master of magnetism who had delved deeply into psychic power on the microscopic level."

"Compared with the current Erik Lehnsherr, this person was stronger by an unknown margin. They were not opponents on the same level at all."

"If it happened on a planet, he could probably completely reverse Earth's magnetic poles within a certain amount of time, causing an extinction-level magnetic reversal and utterly destroying the world."

Lox's thoughts stirred. Who else could possess such strength?

Aside from those Omega-level mutants, only Magneto