Chapter 300: The Nightmare of the Gods
At this moment, deep within Chaos City, a confrontation was unfolding.
"King Flame Hammer, you bastard! You've caught me again—are you done yet?"
The speaker was the Star Boxing King, a God King himself. He was clearly intoxicated, his face flushed red, reeking of alcohol. Yet, despite being apprehended, he showed no signs of concern.
"Star Boxing King, you are charged with multiple offenses: speeding through Chaos City, drunk driving, running red lights, and damaging public property. Given the severity of your crimes, I'm afraid you'll be imprisoned for at least 100 million years before you can even think about leaving."
King Flame Hammer's expression remained cold and unreadable.
"Heh, 100 million years? Once I sobers up, he'll walk right out. Do you really think you can keep me locked up? Believe it or not, by tomorrow, you'll have to rebuild your prison all over again—because I will bring it down with a single punch."
Star Boxing King sneered in disdain.
For a God King of his caliber, no ordinary prison could hold him. A single punch was all it would take to shatter any walls. Time and time again, he had been incarcerated, and time and time again, he had broken free. No chains could bind him.
"Star Boxing King, why the rush? The prison is a fine place. So many gods gather there—brilliant minds, pleasant company. Every now and then, I drop by just to enjoy the atmosphere."
The one speaking now was the Shadow King, another God King, known for his mastery of shadow assassination.
This time, he had willingly delivered himself to King Flame Hammer after committing a crime—such was his audacity. And truthfully, he had every right to be arrogant. With his mastery of shadows, no ordinary prison could contain him. If he wished to leave, he could vanish at will.