All Chapters of Rise From Prison: Taking Over the Business Empire: Chapter 321
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Chapter 321
If the Dragon Tiger Mountain people had already withdrawn, there might still be room to maneuver. If not, the net would cinch tight over their heads—a deadly shackle.“No good—I can’t reach them!” Thirteen Smith looked up, unable to hide his urgency.Dragon-Slayer’s brows drew together. He checked the time, murmuring, “By rights, they should’ve been back by now. Don’t tell me—”Anthony looked at the two, eyes sinking. “Then we don’t leave. Not yet.” They turned at once and withdrew from the airport.Hours passed. Dusk bled into a deep black. The worst day in the Solar Kingdom’s recent history seemed ready to close. They didn’t know that the real terror was waiting on the threshold of tomorrow.The streets were empty. From far off, engines rolled like surf sweeping closer. Sirens stretched into ragged lines of noise, scraping between buildings. Official vehicles flooded the roads, near to emptying their depots. Armed police and military took intersections in squads, roadblocks and calt
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Anthony didn’t object. He only tipped his chin. “You drive. Anyone you can run down—do it.”He himself had no intention of getting in. Dragon-Slayer didn’t either. He stood by the road with a thin, cold smile. “Run them over.”With Anthony present, a solid weight seemed to settle in their chests. Thirteen hunched and hurried over, popped the lock, hotwired it. The engine roared awake; black exhaust snaked along the ground.Just then, several streaks of radiant light burst up from within the city, painting the night as if licked by flame. Dragon-Slayer’s eyes narrowed; his breath deepened. “The brothers have made their move.”“We move as well.” Anthony waved Thirteen on, then closed his fingers. Power streamed from his fingertips into the vehicle’s frame. It spread across the metal like an unseen skin, a faint tracery glimmering and gone.He knew this would draw heavier attention—even a sweeping encirclement. That was exactly what he wanted. Only by wrecking the enemy’s tempo could he
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Thirteen Smith all but wriggled out through the gap of the buckled car door, his figure blurring—a streak of black lightning torn from a rainy night—skimming low across the ground. His boot soles scraped gravel, throwing a trail of small sparks.“Fuck! Kill him!!”The Solar Kingdom troops screamed themselves hoarse, their voices needling through the crisp metallic clacks of bolts chambering rounds. In that instant, chaos fell like a sheet of tin, slamming flat over everyone’s eardrums.A heartbeat later, every man present made the same move in eerie unison. Stocks to shoulders, sights up, a sweep of black muzzles snapped toward Thirteen Smith. There was virtually no hesitation; spasm-tight fingers yanked down on triggers.But—How could ordinary guns hurt him? Even if the rounds came down like rain, even if tongues of fire wove a net, he wasn’t someone so easily torn apart. One way or another, Thirteen Smith was a son of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Whether or not a bullet could pierce his
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Boom!Power erupted from Anthony in a flood. His aura rose like a dragon’s bellow, leaping up from the earth’s spine. That “roar” wasn’t sound so much as air bursting under pressure. His force speared skyward along the ground’s backbone, punching through the black mist. The heavens split like torn cloth.Crack!The blast detonated high above. Several shadows fell like crows with broken wings, plummeting straight down and smashing into the street. Bones cracked audibly. Faces froze mid-fall in absolute terror, eyes bulging, throats hissing thinly. Blood sprayed, threading red into the seams between stones.After a single strike, Dragon-Slayer only narrowed his eyes. He was used to this unreasonable level of crushing force. Anthony’s monstrosity had always been like this—even gods would struggle to bear such boundless, heaped power. His conclusion was blunt and simple: to stand against Anthony was misfortune across eight lifetimes. If he ever had to face him… no need to think—cutting hi
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It only cemented a single fact: something had gone terribly wrong in the Solar Kingdom.“The Martial Arts Alliance has fallen!”“The situation now—it’s terrifying!”The news burst across the city. Streets and alleys filled with talk, a tide churned by fear. Ordinary people in the Solar Kingdom were scared out of their wits by the sudden upheaval. Eyes flickered behind curtains; TV channels jumped and jumped again. Hands wouldn’t stop shaking.“Will there be a war?”“The gunfire outside is so loud…”“Yeah! It’s too frightening.”“It shouldn’t come to that, right? It’s an era of peace—”“If peace means people die… whoever’s at the door, we’re still just civilians, aren’t we?”“We’re not officials… how could we control any of this!?”Most wanted no war. They just wanted to live out their days where the lamplight reached. But the times no longer asked their leave.“Courting death!!”Thirteen Smith’s fury speared skyward, voice like a blade. He flickered once and launched like a black arro
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One strike—at least a hundred dead on the spot.Elders watching from the Solar Kingdom ranks flinched, a weight of dread settling inch by inch behind their eyes. It was like staring into a chasm—were these men devils? The terror of that power numbed the tongue. No one spoke, but every heart present was skittering.If this killing went on, they would be finished.Anthony’s side hit wave after wave, each heavier than the last. The defense split in multiple places. It sounded unbelievable; it was simply true. Those who fancied themselves top-tier could not stand a single exchange against Anthony’s intensity. By comparison, they looked only incompetent.Nerves frayed. The field was parched clay under a desert sun—touch it, and it cracked to dust.Anthony arched a brow, gaze sweeping the fight. Thirteen Smith’s Dao was just as keen. Ardenia’s Taoists were not to be underestimated.Thirteen didn’t pause. He crossed his steps, hands weaving, voice low:“Sever! Kill!”“Wind—move—”“Burst!!”K
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Anthony stepped once—and vanished, as if swallowed by wind. In the next breath, visible ripples shivered through the air, a golden whirlpool blooming where he disappeared. Its light was contained, but it made hearts stutter.The men facing him froze, instinct checked by the pressure rolling off that spot. They all knew it—this kid was too strong.Anger couldn’t drown fear. Teeth clenched, they forced themselves in. Their scything blade force howled toward him—but when power met Anthony, he merely raised a hand, pressed his fingers together, and flicked.Pa—The crisp snap of his fingers cut through the din. In an instant, a burst of blinding gold flared from his fingertips, like ignited thunder. The surging attacks crashed into that light as if into a dense, mirrored wall—forces meeting head-on, then ricocheting back. Air rolled and bucked; the clangor of metal rang out again and again.On the other side, Thirteen Smith never let up. He advanced like a steady battering ram, fists chai
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The heaving air over the four quarters suddenly sank. A darkened silhouette dragged itself out of the heights of the sky, like a deeper thread of night within the night, easing toward them. It had no sound, no scent; even the grain of its aura felt sanded smooth—more secret than a ghost, like a frost-sheathed dagger settling wordlessly to the throat.A heartbeat later, a figure fell from the heights. He touched down without a sound, yet his presence tore the silence around him. It was a tyranny that needed no words; with just an inch of ground underfoot, hearts clenched.“Holy Emperor!!”“The Holy Emperor is here!”“Lord Holy Emperor, a god forever…”“Lord Holy Emperor, mighty and unyielding!”“We can kill these Ardenians now…”“We must kill them…”The boiling shouts surged like oil set alight, raising the temperature of every throat at once. The Holy Emperor revealed himself—a man in his middle years, features unassuming, but a severity honed to lethal stillness. When his gaze droppe
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He pulled a breath, dragging his sight back from the dark. He looked up into the Ardenian youth’s face—indifferent, eyes like a winter lake, unruffled.“Your strength isn’t bad,” Anthony said, mild, with a flat contempt folded into it. “Unfortunately for you, you’re facing me. Which makes everything you do useless.”He tipped his chin, the cold at his eye’s corner cutting sharper. “So this is the Solar Kingdom’s best? No more than this.”Contempt, complete and entire.“In all martial ways, speed breaks all.” He sheathed in one clean motion, his pace itself a declaration. The Holy Emperor was fast—unquestionably. But he was facing Anthony. That alone sealed his tragedy.In a handful of exchanges, Anthony had hammered the Holy Emperor’s confidence to splinters. He had never imagined the man before him could be this absurdly strong. Terror—there was no other word in the minds of those watching.To Anthony, it was nothing. His gaze stayed cold; his killing will drew tighter.The Holy Empe
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“Y-you—why are you this strong…”Anthony’s mouth pulled into a cold curve. “It’s not that I’m strong. It’s that you’re useless.”Before the last syllable faded, he surged upward, a raptor cutting through knives of wind and sleet, and stooped.Boom!Explosions flowered across the sky, force scattering like invisible hammers pounding the void. Killing intent poured down like a tangible blaze.He raised another fist. Before it even landed, the gale at its edge flayed the dust to air.Bang!The Holy Emperor’s chest was punched straight through. Blood burst like a flower. His armor shattered; a hideous hole tore open across his front. He was blasted backward, blood running in a steady ribbon from his lips, his eyes wide with a terror that couldn’t focus—grasping at reality’s edge and finding nothing.The rim of the armor writhed, trying to stitch itself—futile against the gaping wound.He lifted his gaze in disbelief, and for the first time, true fear flooded his eyes—the primal dread of t