The Rising Phoenix - Chapter 635: Crown Prince Of Hediong Kingdom

“Does the vengeance of justice count as a sin?”Fushimi Shika, burdened with a system, gives his answer: “Yes! But I will take on all sins!”Avengers chant his name, leaving behind his name. Thus, the world gains a notorious serial killer.A grieving father avenges his lost daughter by killing the true perpetrator;A husband takes revenge for his wife through a locked-room murder;A child who lost both parents makes a desperate gamble...Fushimi Shika shields these unfortunate souls who have lost everything, leaving his unique proclamation at the scene:“This is divine punishment, I am the divine punishment”...Years later, atop Tokyo Tower, Minamoto Tamako points a gun at her partner.“Although I don’t know how you did it, you are the mastermind!”Amidst thunder and lightning, rain pouring down, Fushimi Shika raises his hands:“How rude, Rabbit Officer, I am a messenger of justice.”

The abyss has breached the real world, placing humanity in grave peril as the shadow of death looms over every individual.Only the Supreme Being can lead humanity to ultimate victory.For too long, humanity has awaited the arrival of the fourth Supreme Being!To become a Supreme Being, one must possess the highest level of talent. An “SSS-tier” talent, representing the pinnacle of power, is capable of advancing an entire era.Finally, a hundred years later, a young man named Mike awakened to an SSS-tier talent called the “Eyes of Truth.”These eyes can reveal hidden information and entries of anything, while also providing some bizarre hints.With the help of his SSS-tier talent, Mike, adopting the alias Thor in the Tower of Truth, continued to create miracles for humanity.As a newly risen Supreme Being, Mike had to conceal his identity before he fully matured. Thus, everyone considered him just an ordinary student, and no one knew that Mike was the legendary Thor.It wasn't until many years later, after humanity had defeated the invaders and restored order, that Mike could finally proudly say to those around him,“Just call me Thor.”

“I have to squander; otherwise, won’t it be a waste of my parent’s talent at earning money?” Hong Dali answers a reporter’s question matter-of-factly.

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System’s interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, “I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I’ll have to work harder!”

“I want to splurge! I want to squander!”

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.