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Chapter 291 Golden Frieza (Not Really)
"So this was the real killer move waiting for me..."

Jagi took a deep breath.

"what!!"

With a loud shout, his clothes suddenly burst open, and he seemed to be sublimated. A huge aura burst out from his body, and waves of air were created by his feet.

— "Northern Dipper Dragon Devouring Breathing Technique," activated!

The Dragon Fighting Spirit is operating at full power.

The God of War Armor is activated.

His eyes shone like stars, as bright as flames, and a raging aura of battle qi enveloped his entire body, bones, tendons, ligaments, internal organs, and meridians...

Everything inside his body suddenly burst forth with terrifying power, and the sight of him transforming into a Super Saiyan only confirmed Adam's suspicions.

Facing the fireball that could destroy everything within an area of ​​500 square kilometers in an instant, he soared into the sky like a shooting star streaking across the heavens. His body, moving upward at high speed, shattered the air as he clenched his fist and unleashed a punch at a speed exceeding Mach 6.

A white shockwave swept across the entire sky, carrying brute force as it slammed into the fireball. However, at the instant of impact, an invisible force field appeared on his fist, seemingly trying to envelop the entire fireball.

"A mere nuclear explosion? Watch me push it back!"

Even if he manages to block it with all his might, the shockwave from his collision with the "Golden Alchemy" will completely shatter the buildings closest to him. The hurricane generated by the collision will blow away countless pedestrians, trees, streets, and cars. Even the sound of the collision alone will kill hundreds of thousands of people, and the resulting local earthquake will turn the entire UK into ruins.

Therefore, what he needs to do is not only to block it, but also to completely push back Adam's "Golden Alchemy," just as he pushed away the Spirit Orb that day.

He used that secret technique that he had long since learned but had never used.

"Watch me teach him a lesson he learned the hard way—the ultimate technique of the Southern Dipper Explosive Killing Fist—'Nuclear Flame'! Now you'll taste your own ultimate move!"

But the next second, something happened that shocked Jagi.

His fist passed right through the fireball and entered its interior, rendering the forced-release technique ineffective.

"Nani!"

There was no explosion or shockwave as expected; the massive fireball instantly engulfed Jagi, who was now armed.

Unlike a typical nuclear explosion, "Golden Transformation" had no earth-shattering roar, no blast waves that swept in all directions, and no earth-shaking impact whatsoever.

The fireball expanded the instant it calmly engulfed him, generating temperatures of hundreds of thousands of degrees inside, and everything inside would be decomposed in an instant.

But apart from that, there was nothing else—no X-rays, no ultraviolet rays, no infrared rays, no nuclear radiation. All that existed was endless energy and the power of decomposition.

No matter how much it looks like a nuclear bomb, it is ultimately "Gold Alchemy," a magical technique used to convert matter into gold.

Although it is promoted through nuclear fusion, it is completely different from a nuclear explosion; it is an ultra-high-energy attack achieved through heretical technology.

At this moment, countless detection agencies around the world detected the ongoing ritual. Satellites in the sky were pointed at London, and countless eyes were fixed on the screen, staring at the fireball with a diameter of several hundred meters. They discovered that after expanding, it suddenly began to mysteriously contract inward.

That abnormal state was as if it was digesting something. After being devoured, Jagi's eyes were filled with confusion. He felt his battle qi being submerged. Although his battle qi was inexhaustible for an individual, it seemed somewhat insignificant when confronting the energy comparable to the explosion of tens of thousands of nuclear bombs.

The spell cards in his pocket were devoured in an instant, and the space filled with energy particles became extremely unstable. If he were to break through, he would be cut in half by the spatial turbulence.

As the weapons were continuously destroyed, the parts exposed to the fireball, those indestructible bodies, were gradually disappearing and being transformed into something of value that the world was crazy about – gold!
"The countermeasure...failed?!"

In an instant, the thought flashed through my mind.

That's too much, there was no flash.

Just as he was able to defeat a "Berserker-level" Heavenly Demon while only at the "quasi-Berserker" level, the compatibility of abilities has always been a crucial factor in determining victory or defeat.

The worst thing he could have done was to use his own flesh and blood to come into close contact with this "Golden Alchemy". If he had used the Steel Palm Wave from the beginning to fight from a distance, it might have produced a completely different effect.

However, no matter how much damage was reduced, that method would still result in the deaths of countless people, so it was ruled out from the beginning. Instead, he chose such a greedy approach, which led him into this dead end.

"As expected... the little girl's sixth sense is still very accurate."

Starting with the skin, then the teeth and hair, followed by the high-energy flesh and blood, then the bones that are harder than high-strength alloys, and then the internal organs and nerves, everything will be broken down, devoured, and finally refined into a little bit of gold…

A 65kg person can have 2.5mg of gold extracted from their body, but given their weight, they would probably only have a few tenths of a milligram more, which would eventually turn into a tiny gold bean, no bigger than a finger, in Adam's hand, which he could then knead as he pleased.

He possesses immense power and lofty ideals, but due to an impossible misstep, his nearly completed plan comes to a halt, and he himself is to be decomposed and refined into gold. Is he willing to accept this?
No.

I will not accept this at all.

"At least--"

He completely dispelled the fighting spirit covering his body, and then, with a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, used his last strength to unleash a deadly hand strike.

The boxing gang is gone!

"Come to hell with me—!!!!"

A thin black line shot out of the fireball at a terrifying speed, seemingly about to split the entire sky in two, and swept across Adam's body with unstoppable force.

The next second, Adam's upper and lower body separated.

With a heart-wrenching scream, Adam, who considered himself the primate of mankind, dared not linger outside any longer. He immediately activated a teleportation spell, and with only his upper body remaining, he vanished in a panic.

Therefore, he did not see the scene where the "Golden Alchemy" spell disappeared after a few more seconds.

Something fell from the sky and crashed hard onto the clock tower on the ground.

The astonishing explosion and shockwave spread outwards, and visible waves rolled across the ground from the point of impact. When the smoke and dust cleared, the entire landmark clock tower was replaced by something resembling a meteorite crater.

At the center of the crater is a lifelike golden statue in the shape of a human.

(End of this chapter)