Alien beasts are raging and the wasteland has descended, leaving humans to survive in a desperate situation.
Yang Yi accidentally awakened the supreme talent [Bipolar Libra] and controlled all polarity rules in the world!
N and S attract each other, and N and N repel each other. These seemingly basic rules turned into miracles of creation in his hands!
→Give the scrap iron the [Magnetic Repulsion] attribute, obtain the suspended foundation stone, and create a [Magnetic Pole Cage] with a hundred times defense!
→Given the city wall [Polar Explosion], the repulsive damage is increased by 1000%, and a wave of 100,000 beasts can be destroyed with one blow!
→Awakening [Magnetic Field], the gravity soars ten thousand times, directly reshaping the wasteland thousands of miles into the Iron Throne!
As he continues to evolve, the rules controlled by Yang Yi become more and more abnormal, and even the world is trembling!
[Magnetic Cannon] turns into an orbital star-destroying weapon, piercing the alien mother planet with one blow!
[Sky Magnetic Prison] seals off the entire continent, and even space and light cannot escape!
All races are aloof, trying to bring down divine punishment to completely obliterate mankind.
Yang Yi stepped on the two poles of the world and used the ultimate magical skill [All Things Imbalance]!
"Since the rules of this world are unfair to humans, then I will use this scale..."
"Weigh the heavens and reconstruct all things!"
Reader comments
Everything has two poles, suspended in balance.
The fulcrum is the human heart and fortune.
The scales do not actively favor good or evil, they only weigh the weight you place on them. When it reaches its peak, it falls, when it reaches its peak, it returns to level; when the wood is beautiful, it is destroyed by the wind. This is the law of balance.
There is no permanent balance, only constant trade-offs.
Everything has two poles, suspended in balance. The fulcrum is the human heart and fortune. The scales do not actively favor good or evil, they only weigh the weight you place on them. When it reaches its peak, it falls, when it reaches its peak, it returns to level; when the wood is beautiful, it is destroyed by the wind. This is the law of balance. There is no permanent balance, only constant trade-offs.