Chapter 299: Power Is the Reason for Being King

Even if it is the weak, as long as many people believe in absurd things, that thing will become reality because of this power.

Everyone, everyone in this world who can think, no matter how optimistic they are, believes from the bottom of their hearts that one thing is destined to come—war.

The Third World War of all humanity.

Then, under their thoughts, it seems that this war must happen.

"—I don't allow it."

A gust of wind blew, lifting the dust-stained tattered cloak someone was wearing, lifting the truth hidden under the cloak—that was a giant so tall he broke the sky.

Behind him, he carried a huge horse-head zither.

The cold sunlight of the end of the century shone on this burly man, reflecting a metallic luster on those solid muscles. He was like a stone that would never bow its head, like a piece of steel that would never bend, absolutely invincible!

Martial artists have a very strong will and can do absurd things like changing the world alone! They have extraordinary and unique hearts that ordinary people cannot imagine!

And among all martial artists, the man with the hardest, toughest, and most firm heart arrived.

"If the world believes that thing must happen, then... my belief will be stronger than all other people's beliefs combined!"

When he said this, he also began to move forward.

The earth trembled under his footsteps.

Such powerful footsteps, as if nothing in the world could stop his advance.

"Raoh! What on earth are you doing?!"

The tall blonde man who once stood in front of him shouted at him with all his might. He had an appearance with an extremely stubborn temperament, his height easily crossed two meters, his bulging muscles, his body was very majestic, and he looked very strong... but his posture at this time was half-kneeling on the ground.

His armor was broken, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his arms hung powerlessly on the ground, and a strong will supported him from fainting. This was the price he paid for his overestimation of his own abilities.

The leader of the Gento Koken, "Golden Wolf" Falco, was mercilessly knocked down by the eldest son of Beidou who arrived here.

And behind him, on the road Raoh had traveled, many men were lying obliquely, trembling, with fearful eyes...

Falco knew that just now, the eyes, fighting spirit, and even souls of all Gento warriors had dimmed, becoming as fragile as a flame about to go out.

"Purple Light" Solia, "Green Light" Taigalin, "Red Light" Shoki, "Blue Light" Boltz... any one of the Gento warriors was as strong as an adult North American brown bear. However, even if more than a dozen Gento Koken fighters were added together, it seemed that they were not as powerful as one arm of this eldest son of Beidou.

They tried their best, but they couldn't stop this man from moving forward, and they couldn't raise any heart of resistance. They could only watch the man of Beidou walk toward the last hope of the next era—the "Heavenly Emperor born in pairs."

Roar! Falco roared angrily, his arms couldn't be lifted at all, but he still threw a "Gento Mouten Sho."

It was just that the next moment, the golden fighting qi was instantly annihilated by the flames on Raoh's body in Falco's desperate roar.

"If I want to fight against a sudden huge disaster, then I must become a huge fire seed."

Raoh never doubted himself, only because he was born with the "ability" and "destiny" to subvert the old pattern, and he was born to push history.

The absolute strong man cast in steel looked at the innocent eyes of the two baby girls in the swaddling clothes with an unshakeable gaze. Those were eyes full of ambition, desire, and firm belief.

The twin Heavenly Emperors of this generation, Lin and Rui, under the fierce gaze of this giant, not only didn't cry or fear, but laughed gigglingly.

They obediently stretched out their small hands and held the hard index finger of this man at the same time.

"Impossible..."

Falco, who witnessed all this, muttered in a daze. A certain belief rooted in his heart began to shake.

"Impossible... impossible... the prophecy is not recorded like this! Could it be that he is the true savior?!"

"Book of Horeb... The Heavenly Emperor's Thunder will purify the world, the true savior will appear before us, let the chaotic world come to an end, let the world be recreated in the correct posture..."

They also knew about the arrival of doomsday, but their choice was to entrust the world's hope to these two newborn baby girls with the blood of the Heavenly Emperor.

But now this appearance seemed as if they had given everything to this man of Beidou. Could it be that the true hope was in him!

"Hmph? Savior?"

The eldest son of Beidou gently let go of the fingers held by the young babies, turned to point at the sky, and then the heaven and earth trembled under his words.

"My name is Raoh, the Overlord of Heaven."

All members of Gento were stunned there, their brains blank, feeling the terrifying pressure radiated by this man who declared "equal to heaven," and all were speechless.

"How could there be such a strong, such a terrifying man in this world?!"

Then, everyone understood—

This power is the reason for him to be king.

【Fist King】【Overlord of Heaven】【Strongest Man】

They could be sure that the man in front of them was no longer an existence standing on the same ground as them, but a terrifying incarnation of heaven. That peerless violence on his fist could knock down all obstacles, kill for heaven, and punch for heaven.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Raoh laughed loudly, laughing heroically like the sky.

"After seeing them, I confirmed one thing again—it was not heaven's will that chose me, it was I, Raoh, who chose heaven!"

Since his stupid brother Jia Ji hadn't rushed back yet, then let him, the eldest brother, shoulder the future of the world!

"Boom————!"

A deafening roar resounded.

For a time, the heaven and earth changed color.

At this moment, the Raoh in front of Falco was like a giant god standing upright.

July, Summer.

All martial artists and strong people with superhuman senses understood a fact in unison.

—From this moment on, in two hours, thirty-six minutes, and twenty-five seconds, all existing nuclear bombs of humanity will be detonated.

Above the gray sky, a cloud gathered. In the suffocating heavy rain, lightning and thunder roared, and the things that would bring infinite destruction shuttled through the clouds.

The first nuclear bomb was launched.

The destruction of humanity began.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 300 =====