I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 467 - 102: Hero of Chaos

"It's going to fall!"

Looking at the prison structure below that was becoming more and more apparent, Yun You believed that his mentor Old Jin wouldn't stand by idly, but his heart still couldn't help but tighten.

Everyone else was also huddled in their shelters, anxiously waiting for the final moment to arrive.

Would they die in the collision, survive the fall, or be mistaken as rioters and killed by the guards arriving later?

Nobody could predict the answer; they could only leave everything to the unknown fate.

Meanwhile, in the nearby police Headquarters Building, Ah Kun, the section chief responsible for all Floating Island matters, was tightly gripping his teacup.

But his grip wasn't out of tension; it was out of excitement.

The journalist team he arranged was already on the way. Once those people arrived, as long as the prison created scenes of difficult disaster relief and he himself rushed to the front lines, displaying his dirty and bloodied self on camera, and with the newspapers adding some embellishment, his future career prospects would be immeasurable.

By then, when combined with his superiors to shift the blame, no one would hold him accountable for "dereliction of duty." They would only remember him as the first hero rushing into the ruins for rescue.

Every time he thought of this, Ah Kun felt comfortable all over.

He didn't care about the lives of the possibly crushed prisoners and citizens.

But just as he was fantasizing about promotion and wealth, a figure appeared suddenly before him, moving against the flow.

That person, dressed in denim, wasn't particularly tall, about 1.78 meters, clean without signs of major modification.

Yet with a light leap, he flew a hundred meters into the sky, heading bare-handed towards the giant island in the sky.

"Is it the Apprentice Death God?"

Ah Kun immediately recognized the young man's identity.

After all, at this moment, anyone daring to rush towards the Floating Island against the crowd was either a madman or a powerful Apprentice Death God, with absolute confidence in their ability.

However, Ah Kun didn't think the young man had the capability to stop the Floating Island.

How much does this thing weigh? It's a whole 30 billion tons, equivalent to the weight of a thousand large interstellar warships.

Though its speed wasn't fast, it was still enough to crush half a region just as it pressed down.

No matter how strong the Apprentice Death God was, he couldn't possibly lift a thousand warships at once, could he?

With such thoughts, Ah Kun was completely unworried that his plan would go awry.

The young man would just be crushed to death under the Floating Island; even an Apprentice Death God would be no exception.

"Well, alright then."

Ah Kun crossed his arms, grinning, and said, "Even the death of an Apprentice Death God would enhance the value of my frontline rescue efforts."

Yet in the next moment, he couldn't smile anymore.

Because he was watching as the young man slowly passed through the burning layers of flames around the Floating Island, reaching the engine area at the bottom of the island.

Although most of the engines were long damaged, two were still barely operational, spewing large amounts of high-temperature plasma every moment, forming blue flames.

The temperature of these flames was so exaggerated that even hundreds of meters away, it had melted the metal structure of the prison below to a buttery liquid.

So normally, an ordinary person or a typical Apprentice Death God approaching the edge of the engine nozzle would be turned to ash instantly.

Yet the young man moved unscathed through the blue plasma, as if he were swimming through a warm ocean, his clothes untouched.

Who knows how he managed it.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Ah Kun shook his head, gritting his teeth and said, "So what if you can withstand the flames? I refuse to believe you can lift a 30 billion-ton Floating Island!"

Before his words completely fell, the young man had already extended his hands, wrapped them around the Floating Island, and then exerted force suddenly—

"Crack...!"

Instantly, the metal area he embraced emitted a series of teeth-grating metallic screeches.

At this moment, the once incomparably hard metal seemed as fragile as a biscuit in his grasp, being compressed and deformed instantly...

But this wasn't because the young man wanted to destroy it, it was due to the Floating Island's entire 30 billion tons weight being borne entirely on the metal near his two arms in an instant.

"Whoosh—!"

Unimaginable high temperatures appeared under the pressure, instantly igniting the metal and melting it away beside the young man's hands.

And the Floating Island itself, after a moment of deceleration, resumed its descent.

"Tsk, a bit troublesome."

Forced to take a step back, the young man scratched his head.

Honestly, he thought lifting this island with his power wasn't difficult.

But this damned thing was indeed difficult to leverage properly, due to its overly fragile overall structure, with no suitable fulcrum to support his force.

"Old man, your junior was really unlucky, only just becoming a Death God and already encountering such troublesome affairs."

The young man sighed, muttering to himself with resignation, "Really inherited our lineage's constant bad luck."

"I better get serious, otherwise the old man will keep accusing me of slacking off all the time."

He shook his head, then suddenly a blue glow appeared on the surface of his body.

It was the faint gleam of Sur Particles as he activated his Talent Ability.