The aura of death rushed toward him, yet Seti showed not a shred of fear.
"The word 'surrender' has never even crossed my mind!"
"I have never lost—you know that, right?!"
"Not enough! Not enough! It's bloody well not enough!"
"Power, I command you to come to me! Body, I need you to break through for me!"
Seti roared, every muscle in his body tensing to its absolute limit. The overwhelming force shattered his shirt. Veins bulged across his skin like writhing snakes; every inch of his flesh trembled, and every nerve burned with intensity.
"To hell with these Fate Stars! Shatter for me!!!"
He could feel something within him on the verge of splintering, like a shackle that could no longer contain the expanding pressure within.
"Dammit, $300,000$ Horsepower Magnetic Field Manipulation—Haymaker!"
Seti's howl tore through the air, sending tremors in every direction. The magnetic force whirled violently, creating a terrifying vortex around him that twisted the surrounding metal shards into scrap.
The long-standing shackles finally snapped!
The barrier of $250,000$ Horsepower was utterly demolished. $300,000$ Horsepower of magnetic force flooded into his limbs and bones like a tidal wave.
Seti's power surged! It intensified! It raged! It ascended!
Every cell in his body cheered in ecstasy; every drop of blood boiled and burned. The magnetic force rotated frantically within him, like ten thousand stallions stampeding at once. At this moment, his Vastayan bloodline awakened further. The golden hair on his head began to grow wildly as a feral aura erupted from him, making the very air shudder in terror.
Seti's muscles swelled with a perfect, aesthetic display of raw power as he threw a punch! The wind from the strike tore through the atmosphere with a piercing shriek, slamming into the unknown attack before him.
The collision of the two forces erupted in a blinding white light. A deafening explosion echoed across the entire War Planet. A horrifying shockwave radiated outward, flipping the metal plates of the ground like waves of an iron ocean.
However, the Ork Emperor's attack had not fully dissipated; the bizarre C'tan energy continued to surge forward. Seti felt the pressure, but instead of a burden, it acted as a catalyst. His eyes grew brighter, his golden pupils flashing with a beastly, predatory light.
"Dammit, $400,000$ Horsepower Magnetic Field Manipulation—Haymaker!!!"
The magnetic power spiked again, soaring directly to $400,000$ Horsepower. Seti's realm continued to break through, and his output continued to climb. Before the initial attack could vanish, Seti's hands blurred into a torrential rain of strikes. Every fist carried terrifying force; every blow could easily tear the planet's surface asunder.
The surrounding space began to warp, and the gravity field fell into total disorder. Shadows of his fists overlapped in a dense, impenetrable wall. Each strike precisely struck the weak points of the black energy wave like a calculated demolition, dismantling it piece by piece.
The crushing weight of death grew stronger. The C'tan power within the black energy wave began to corrode Seti's skin, leaving behind scorched, searing marks. But the pain only made him more excited.
"That's it! Give me more pressure!!!"
This was the limit-breaking combat he sought—the life-and-death threshold that would allow him to transcend. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, but Seti ignored it entirely. Under the crushing pressure of death, he felt an unprecedented surge of power.
"Dammit, $500,000$ Horsepower Magnetic Field Manipulation—Haymaker! Crush him for me!!!"
The final layer of restriction collapsed completely!
Magnetic force erupted like a volcanic explosion, reaching the supreme level of $500,000$ Horsepower. In this instant, Seti seemed to resonate with the entire universe, sensing the magnetic connections between all things. He could clearly perceive the vibration of every atom and the flow of every strand of energy.
He threw a punch laden with infinite power. This strike was no longer a simple physical attack; it was a warping and reshaping of the laws of matter itself.
The entire War Planet shuddered under the weight of this punch, like a lone leaf swaying in a hurricane. The iron continents on the planet's surface were torn apart, forming gargantuan ravines. Flying metal fragments were pulverized into fine dust, drifting slowly into the vacuum. Fortunately, the Astartes had already evacuated after clearing the Orks, or this staggering destructive force would have reduced them to ash.
Under the might of this punch, the C'tan's black energy wave was finally shattered. The bizarre runes twisted in the air before vanishing like sand scattered by the wind. The aftershocks of the collision continued to ripple across the planet, whipping up a massive metal storm.
Seti stood at the eye of the storm like an immortal god of war. He had finally broken his previous limits and reached a new peak. $500,000$ Horsepower Magnetic Field Manipulation was a realm that ordinary people could never hope to attain. Seti's muscles trembled slightly—not from exhaustion, but from pure exhilaration. He felt as though a live volcano resided within him, ready to explode at any moment to destroy any enemy in his path.
Nearby, the Ork Emperor lay on the ground, completely burnt out. However, seeing this scene, he felt no anger or despair. He simply smiled with a sense of relief. The Ork Emperor's eyes flickered with admiration and satisfaction. As a pure warrior, he knew how to appreciate and respect the strong.
"Gwa! To see such power... even if I die, it was bloody well worth it!!"
The Ork Emperor let out his final exclamation, his voice filled with fulfillment. Then, the light in his eyes faded, and his last spark of life vanished. His body grew cold, but the satisfied smile remained on his face.
Seti walked to the Ork Emperor's side and paid his final respects to this worthy opponent.
"Thank you," Seti whispered. "It was you who allowed me to break my limits."
Seti knew how rare this breakthrough was. He had advanced all the way from $250,000$ Horsepower to $500,000$ Horsepower. He had reached a new ceiling—not his personal limit, but the limit of the technique itself. To break through again, he would have to blaze his own trail. Yet, even if the path ahead was filled with a thousand obstacles, Seti felt no fear. He had absolute confidence to smash through any damn thing that stood in his way!
"Ma, you must be proud of me!" Seti looked up at the stars. "Love you, Ma. See you tomorrow!"
Seti decided to rest for a while, head home to see his mother, and stabilize his new realm.
Ian, observing from within Seti, couldn't help but marvel. The boy's talent was truly staggering. To jump from $250,000$ to $500,000$ Horsepower in one go was an incredibly rare feat.
'His potential goes far beyond this.'
Ian thought to himself. Seti's physical constitution, willpower, and combat talent were all top-tier. His thirst for power, obsession with victory, and stubborn refusal to lose were the perfect traits for practicing Magnetic Martial Arts. More importantly, the love and promise he held for his mother served as his anchor, ensuring he wouldn't lose himself in the pursuit of power.
'Magnetic Martial Arts are inherently fierce and overbearing; they require a firm will and a powerful spirit.' Ian recalled that Zeke had seen Seti's potential as a martial arts genius when he first passed down the technique.
Today's battle proved it once again. Facing the threat of death, Seti did not retreat. He broke through technique with raw power and overcame softness with absolute hardness, perfectly aligning with the philosophy of Magnetic Martial Arts.
'$500,000$ Horsepower is just the beginning.' The upper limit for an ordinary person might be $500,000$ Horsepower, but Ian believed Seti would inevitably shatter that limit as well.