Chapter 302

Based on the energy of the explosion, nuclear weapons are generally divided into two types—“tactical nuclear weapons” and “strategic nuclear weapons.”

Tactical nuclear weapons exceed a kiloton range, such as the atomic bomb “Little Boy” that destroyed Hiroshima, with an approximate yield of 15,000 tons of TNT.

Strategic nuclear weapons reach the megaton range, such as the American B83 nuclear bomb, which has a yield of about 1.2 million tons of TNT; the most powerful nuclear weapon in history, the Soviet “Tsar Bomba,” reached 50 million tons of TNT, over three thousand times more powerful than the Hiroshima bomb.

As the name suggests, strategic nuclear weapons are terror weapons capable of interfering with any nation or region, yet such destructive arms were commonplace by the end of this century, merely considered the most basic model.

Since strategic-level alone could not fully encompass the power of “Heavenly Emperor’s Thunder,” a higher classification was added—the “Apocalypse” tier.

It was a level capable of cleansing the entire surface in an instant.

Every nation activated nuclear weapons, born solely for destruction, launching them worldwide in an attempt to annihilate each other—utterly insane, with no regard for consequences.

No one had imagined anyone could be so deranged as to drag all of humanity down with them; “Apocalypse-level” nuclear bombs were activated in this war with no victors, even though it would kill ninety-nine percent of Earth’s population.

And if detonated within the atmosphere, as before, even its residual effects could kill hundreds of millions to billions, triggering a true “nuclear winter,” with radiation mutating every living being—what met the eye would be a thousand li of barren land, countless skyscrapers reduced to ruins by fire, and countless people vaporized into nothingness.

It was no different from the end of the world.

Therefore, they could not detonate this “Heavenly Emperor’s Thunder” on Earth; their only choice was to send it beyond the heavens, into outer space, to minimize the damage it would cause.

The method was—Northern Dipper Death Fist!

The heir of Northern Dipper Fist never uses any other fist art, so this Death Fist was in fact the Northern Dipper Fist’s secret ultimate technique—Shui Ying Xin’s replicated Southern Dipper Death Fist!

But this was always irrelevant!

The heavens cracked and the earth split; four colossal hands erupted from the ground and collided with the “Heavenly Emperor’s Thunder,” unleashing overwhelming force that shattered the sky.

BOOM—!!

Then, finally, the nuclear bomb detonated…

In the sky, another sun had appeared.

The immense energy released by instantaneous heavy nuclear fission made every body tremble involuntarily, filling every witness to the descent of that “Terror King” with despair; countless twisted, wailing faces seemed to rise with the flames, circling above Earth in silent woe.

Negative fear instantly seized every heart!

All that met the eye was destruction!

Hundreds, even thousands of kilometers of sky burned, radiating colors of collapse and annihilation; if this reached the ground, hell would descend upon humanity, bringing death to all life on the planet.

“Come on, let’s push it back!”

Spiritual will roared; power condensed to its peak erupted.

In the instant they struck, they felt crushing pressure squeezing their entire bodies; the vast atmosphere became a thick, invisible ocean—every movement demanded all their strength, yet it could not stop them, could not stop those who had given everything.

Everything slowed down.

The power of annihilation invaded and destroyed every micro and macro structure; flesh and mind alike were melting, radiation and shockwaves obliterating all soul and will.

The towering flames bloomed in the crimson sky, countless crimson-red flames scattering into vast torrents of fire that rained down upon every corner of the world.

Yet now—this was the one-time, dreamlike, unattainable decisive battle!

Time abruptly paused—then…

Fists erupted from all directions.

Disappear! Disappear! Disappear! Disappear!

Their bodies twisted violently under the pressure, yet countless fists on their Dharma Forms, propelled by explosive power within their frames, began to swing!

Countless arms, like jade, like radiance, slammed toward the heavens!

Wind howled past every ear.

Gales, storms, hurricanes surged upward in wild torrents.

After the mushroom cloud rose, blinding light and searing flames were violently restrained, the powerful shockwave neutralized and slowly pushed upward.

Half the bodies of the four Dharma Forms extended outward, surging with terrifying energy; battle qi stretched for a thousand li, their bodies holding open heaven and earth, radiating brilliant light, their supreme might piercing through.

Yet as they gave their all, second and third waves of shockwaves followed in rapid succession—the ultimate crystallization of human warfare unleashed its boundless power!

BOOM!

BOOM BOOM!

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

…Such an unimaginable explosion.

…What in the world could withstand it?

BOOM!

A larger mushroom cloud rose!

The chain reaction of fission unleashed energy capable of destroying heaven and earth, light and heat rivaling a star!!

The four brothers felt death utterly and completely; everything was a chaotic mess; the most powerful war weapon humanity had ever forged unleashed its annihilating fury—but even if the path ahead was death, they would smash their heads against it.

At this moment, their forms froze in midair.

If one strike could not resolve it…

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Meet explosion with explosion!

Fuck you, Death Fist! Death Fist! Death Fist!!! Fist, fist, fist, still Death Fist! Stronger than nuclear blast—

Northern Dipper Death Fist, One Million Continuous Strikes!!!

“Ohhh～～dada dada dada!”

"Oh, da!!!"

Terrifying fist shadows whipped up countless sonic booms; though illusory phantasms, they carried the weight of solid substance, forming an insurmountable abyss.

In their calm gazes, faintly seen was a black reaper wielding a scythe-like blade, roaring savagely amid flames, the raging fire surging left and right yet unable to advance a single step past the phantasm.

Above them, the unstoppable fist force pierced straight through the atmosphere, gradually dissipating only in the cosmic space beyond the planet, revealing seven dazzling stars.

Vast nuclear flames were hurled into space!

This was a blow that shattered the very sky!

The phantasm burned away; four bare-chested Beidou brothers slowly descended from the opened "Gate of Heaven," pale white vapor swirling around their limbs and torsos, as if draping them in a mantle.

What a grueling battle—but they won!

(End of Chapter)