Man on the ark, forced to become king

Even though he was very confident in his own strength, he didn't dare to make a move rashly at this moment. This man was much stronger than he had expected!

"You can probably tell that I'm in a bad mood right now."

Click!

The shrapnel fragments were trampled underfoot and ground into finer powder. Lin Lu looked up at the sky, shook her head gently, closed her eyes, and then opened them again.

In an instant, a bone-chilling cold spread, tinging the air with a thin layer of blood.

The killing intent, as boundless as the ocean, ran rampant across the ruins, even genuinely affecting the material world.

In a daze, the old werewolf felt as if he had fallen into a world made entirely of blood. Hundreds of different agonizing howls echoed in his ears, his vision was completely filled with distorted and grotesque figures, and a frenzied and mad will completely enveloped him, trying to penetrate his body through every pore and drive him into madness.

Under such overwhelming killing intent, he had to concentrate fully to control his mind and dare not relax in the slightest in order to barely stay awake.

Just how many people has this guy killed?

The answer, guessed from past experience, surfaced in his mind, and even the old werewolf who had killed countless people couldn't help but tremble.

This is no human... he's a demon walking among men! Syracuse's most notorious killer is a joke compared to him!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Each footstep felt like a blow to the heart. A pair of brilliant golden pupils appeared before the old werewolf. A scorching heat, like being plunged into flames, swept past his body. He stared blankly as a giant dragon head, tens of meters tall, emerged from a magical pattern he had never seen before, letting out a deafening roar.

boom!

A dazzling beam of light swept across the earth, causing the ground to shatter, churn, and melt into flowing lava, as if it were tofu. The concrete structure covering the surface, along with the supporting steel beneath, melted away.

Faintly, the old man seemed to hear painful howls and desperate cries coming from a great distance, the scorching heat distorting the air within sight.

As the beam of light dissipated, the original ruins vanished, leaving only a small, isolated island where one could find shelter. The underlying structure, where lava and molten iron flowed, was exposed. The sky seemed to be covered with a layer of dust and smoke, blocking out the sunlight, creating an apocalyptic scene.

Natural disasters...

At this moment, the old werewolf once again recalled the fear of facing natural disasters, a destructive power that humans could not reach, and how similar it was to the scene before him.

However, this is not over yet.

Soon, the gray sky was tinged with a deep purple halo, space distorted, and the entire sky was filled with countless vortexes, from which huge meteorites emerged and hung high in the sky.

They floated above the gray sky, not falling, but this terrifying scene caused the old man's pupils to contract violently and his body to tremble.

They will die! Once these stones fall, everyone will die! They simply cannot fight against natural disaster!

"I don't know who you are, nor am I interested in knowing. Since my lovely subordinates are still alive, I, being merciful, can give you a chance."

Lin Lu had his hands in his pockets, his eyes turned completely golden, and a heart-palpitating energy wave swirled around him, causing the surrounding space to tremble with every step he took.

He stared at the old man and said indifferently, "You can leave, go back and gather everyone you can find, whether it's your family or the army, it doesn't matter, and then—"

"I will destroy you."

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"Hey...hey...Texas, isn't your new boss a bit too outrageous?"

Under the golden tree, Lappland lay on the ground, feeling every hair on his body stand on end.

God knows how scared she was when that tube grazed past her; she was so close, so very close, that she would have turned to ashes!

If you were hit by that thing, you probably wouldn't even leave a single bone behind; perhaps even your ashes would evaporate instantly.

She had been wondering what kind of person this "great one" was that could inspire such fanatical worship in two madmen, but when "great one" actually appeared before her, she realized that her imagination was far too limited.

What are those things?!

A beam of light that can destroy the earth and melt steel with a single sweep, a meteor shower that seems to threaten to destroy the entire city—is this really something that humans can do?

The strongest person she had ever met in her life was someone who could cut down a building with a sword. She had always thought that was the limit of humanity. After all, they were made of flesh and blood, so how much stronger could they be?

But this person... the new owner of Texas, completely shattered the worldview she had built up!

Even a real natural disaster couldn't be more severe than this, could it?

The city's defensive artillery bombardment, which they could barely survive by luck, was nothing more than a toy that man could easily manipulate. With a single casual move, he melted at least several thousand meters of street in an instant, not to mention the meteorites... If they all fell, would any of the city's buildings still be able to remain intact?

How could such an incomprehensibly powerful monster actually exist?

"...This is the second time I've seen him make a move. The first time, he seemed quite normal."

The scorching heat filled his nostrils, and the apocalyptic scene reflected in his eyes left Texas speechless.

Looking back now, when they first met, that battle was probably nothing more than a minor skirmish for Lin Lu.

For powerful individuals who can destroy a city with a wave of their hand, or even potentially destroy an entire city, their battles are probably no different from children's play.

Staring at the large meteorite floating in the sky, Texas even had a sudden realization.

So this is what the world is really like?

What they perceived as a brutal battle was actually no different from the struggle of ants.

The rules and laws that they have to follow have no binding force on the truly strong.

Just like now, Lin Lu can act with impunity in the Luches family's city without any worries, because no one can punish him.

Even the Lucchese family, the masters of this city, could not.

The so-called Syracuse Twelve Families are no different from a bunch of rabbits in front of a powerful figure comparable to a natural disaster; they probably wouldn't even have the courage to make another move.

"Ha, I knew it! As long as the boss comes, everything will be fine!"

W laughed with unusual excitement; if her injuries weren't so severe, she would have even wanted to jump up and dance.

She hadn't expected Lin Lu to be able to do this; it was simply... amazing!

To trample on the so-called dignity of the twelve families, to openly destroy their cities and streets, and to stand in front of them and force them to gather their troops—just thinking about it is incredibly satisfying!

Moreover, even if they did that, that damn Luches family probably wouldn't dare to utter a single word!

She wouldn't have dared to do something like this even in her wildest dreams if she hadn't joined the Golden Tree!

"Yes, it's definitely getting better..."

Whether it was an illusion or not, as Lappland stared at the sky, she felt as if those large rocks were slowly descending, about to smash into her head.

In this atmosphere, she couldn't help but shrink her neck and move her body closer to the golden tree, only then did she feel a little bit of security from the warm light shining on her.

Compared to Texas and that crazy woman's composure, she was actually quite flustered, but she didn't show it, since she was the only outsider here.

Everyone else was that big shot's subordinate; she was just a pitiful, weak, and helpless little white wolf who trembled at the mere sight of the big shot's methods.

I wonder if Texas's organization is still accepting members...

Lost in thought, Lappland turned her head and saw Dasmi lying on the ground, muttering incantations towards the Golden Tree with a fanatical expression. Suddenly, she felt that she might not be without a chance.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Something Mortals Cannot Resist…

"Gather everyone you can find, families or armies, it doesn't matter, and then—"

"I will destroy you."

With heavy steps, the old werewolf walked aimlessly through the burning streets, the air thick with the smell of burning.

Everywhere you look, there are ruins and rubble. The once smooth streets are now split by deep cracks, and the supporting steel structures are twisted and bent, forming a tangled mess.

Limbs, severed arms, dried blood from being roasted, and... scattered pieces of clothing and broken weapons.

Everything was like hell.

The well-organized city guards, the family's elite troops, and the temporary partners... were as fragile as clay sculptures in that all-encompassing light of destruction, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Flesh and blood cannot withstand such an impact and high temperature. Most people would not even be left with a single limb, as they would be instantly vaporized by the high temperature that is enough to melt steel and rock.

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship or how powerful the magic, it is all meaningless in the face of absolute destruction.

That's something that no human can fight against.

Fights between gangs don't usually go to this extent.

Even if they used bombs and high-powered firearms, the limit they could achieve was only destroying a few houses and damaging a few layers of road.

Such a horrific scene would only occur on a large-scale battlefield between nations.

The old man stopped at the end of the street, his nostrils twitching, feeling nauseous for the first time.

He had seen such a scene when he was young on the battlefields that divided the Gallo-Baltic Empire. Under the bombardment of artillery and magic, ordinary soldiers fell in large numbers, like words erased from paper.

He never imagined that one day he would see the same battlefield again in his own city, and that his opponent would be just one person.

This shouldn't be their battle.

The once clear blue sky was now a hazy gray, with whirlpools of all sizes occupying every inch of the visible space, beneath which floated giant rocks.

Hundreds, or thousands?

The old werewolf didn't know, nor could he count, all he knew was that once those things fell from the sky, the city's surface buildings would instantly crumble and collapse, turning into scorched earth.

There's no way to avoid it, and it's impossible to escape it.

Activate all the city's defensive cannons and fire them one by one. The broken stones will still fall into the city and destroy everything.

Moreover, even if they smash every single meteorite to pieces, so what?

What they were seeing now was just a spell that the man casually summoned; he didn't even need to charge it up or connect it to any large-scale spell-supporting device!