MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat - Chapter 502: Return Home

Every drop of this family bloodline is stained with sin. They are the embodiment of contradiction; calm yet maniacal, with great memories yet often forgetful. They pledge themselves to their dreams yet often compromise, are angels that are also devils… It’s why I hate them. And also love them.

The only hope of his family, a youth with the blood of elves and devils walks on a battleground of annihilation and rebirth. He wills his way through boiling lava and icy depths, killing on this field of despair to strike down the lofty figure in his sight. One day he’ll grasp his blade tightly and survey his surroundings, only to find no more enemies to kill.

Lucas is a homeless teenager who had everything taken away from him— his family, his home, his childhood. Even worse, he was born without any abilities in a world where humans with superpowers dominate.

All of that would change when a new dungeon appears before Lucas.

Thinking that it was a sign the gods have given him— that he should just give up and end himself, Lucas enters this dungeon without hesitation while expecting death.

However, inside the dungeon was not the end like Lucas had expected.

Instead, it was the beginning of his life of carnage.

Wielding the power of a «Hero», Lucas begins his journey of vengeance on the world that stole everything from him.

Beside the coast, a hundred-meter star gate is overflowing with light.

Outside the star gate, the army made of steel can’t see the edge at a glance.

On the sky, a fighter jet flew across the sky, interweaving the iron curtain.

In the distant ocean, aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates are all over the sea, ready to go.

All the muzzles were aimed at a figure walking out of the star gate.

“I order you to withdraw in the name of the Federal Command, otherwise, all-out war awaits you.”

“war?”

Ancient and Jinlai took a step forward, and his body rose against the wind. In an instant, he grew from less than two meters to a Chaos Demon God thousands of meters high. The brilliance of a white dwarf radiated from him, and his own gravity alone caused it to be caused by thousands of miles around. Lightning and thunder, tsunami tides.

He bows his head…

Looking at a toy-like war weapon.

Reaching out, a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand.

The electron degenerate star nucleus in the body releases helium, and the helium element expands. The terrifying high temperature instantly causes the isotopic elements of hydrogen to aggregate deuterium and tritium, and the energy explodes. The sudden white brilliance is like lighting a sun on the sea.

Before waiting for the sun’s energy to be released, he closed his hands together, and the blazing whiteness mixed with hundreds of millions of high temperatures was compressed and sealed in the palm of his hand, escaping less than half of it.

“I think you should choose peace.”

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Introduction:

Wano Country, New Tokyo.

The original soul of Higashino came here and wanted to live a quiet life without being disturbed, but the “Crime Handbook” appeared in his mind by chance. If you catch criminals and bring them to justice, you can get attribute points and random rewards.

What? Can’t do it?

According to the prisoner’s crime star rating, he can enjoy the free distribution of temporary attribute points (Buff) when he is arrested.

The criminals are getting worse and worse!

My Buff gets stronger!

Mysterious fruit of ability, powerful sword type of technique, and various abilities of different sequences and levels, all turned into magical rewards on the [Guild Handbook]…

Metropolitan Police Department: These extrajudicial lunatics are simply insane, vicious, and full of evil…! ! !

Higashinohara:

I mean…

Is there anything worse? !

…

Here is the protagonist’s self-introduction:

My name is Higashinohara, a 16-year-old high school student, unmarried, and I live in the “Academy City” New Tokyo Detective Agency in Ogawa Town, Edogawa District. The police arrested lawbreakers, and they could only go home after eight o’clock in the evening.

When I got home, I would do a handstand exercise for an hour, and taste different brands of canned coffee before going to bed, just to reminisce about some of the subtle differences, just like reminiscing about the criminals who fell in my hands.

Going to bed at eleven o’clock.

Everyone says that my work and rest are very regular and healthy.

But it’s a shame to say,

In my mind lately,

Seems like something weird happened…

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