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Chapter 294 The power of all humanity alone! Watch me fight back! [Dear readers, please vote with your monthly tickets!]

The pillar of fire died down, and Sun Wukong, dressed in tattered clothes, floated in the air, his once dazzling golden hair in Super Saiyan form now somewhat dull.

His hands fell limply to his sides, and he stared at the Holy Lord with utter horror in his eyes.

The feeling of fighting the Holy Lord reminded him of Bai Ye, who was always a little stronger than him.

"Is he playing a trick on me?" Faced with this situation, Wukong frowned, sensing that something was wrong.

"Use whatever power you have." The Holy Lord swung his thick tail incessantly, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

"Whether it's skill, strength, or anything else, just try to please me."

The Holy Lord grinned and said, "I'll be waiting for you right here. If you dare to run away, I will destroy this planet."

"I was just kidding. If I destroy the Earth, where will I get the power to defeat you?" the Holy Lord thought to himself.

He discovered that these good guys were too easy to manipulate; as long as he threatened to destroy the Earth, these guys would fight to the last drop of blood and not choose to run away.

Looking at the Holy Lord, Sun Wukong frowned, and after a long while said, "Alright, you wait for me here."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky using the Flying Dance Technique.

On the Australian outback, Jackie Chan, Jade, and the others waited anxiously. The next moment, Sun Wukong appeared in front of them.

"Brother Wukong."

"Are you alright, friend?"

"How are you?"

Xiaoyu and the others exclaimed in surprise as they looked at Sun Wukong, whose clothes were tattered and whose body was burned red by flames.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's appearance is definitely not good.

"The Holy Lord is too strong. I can't beat him in a head-on confrontation. Now tell me quickly what the most famous place on this planet is," Sun Wukong said anxiously to Xiaoyu and the others.

"The most famous place should be the White House in the United States," the group thought subconsciously.

When Sun Wukong placed his hand on Jackie Chan's head, he immediately gained access to the location and memory of the White House in the other's brain.

The next moment, without any delay, his figure soared into space, heading towards the White House.

Looking at Sun Wukong's retreating figure, the group was filled with worry.

Xiaoyu even directly informed all the group members of this news in the group chat.

"Even Sun Wukong messed up? What kind of 'Holy Lord' is this?"

Seeing Xiaoyu's anxious message in the group, Bai Ye and Yang Kaitai thought to themselves at the same time.

"Forget it, I'll just go myself. This group won't last a day without me," Bai Ye thought helplessly as he sat up from the sofa.

At the White House in the United States, countless media outlets are pointing their cameras at the president.

Whether it was the Holy Lord's defiant resistance against nuclear bombs and his declaration of world domination, or the battle between the Holy Lord and Wukong, it caused widespread panic throughout the world.

"No matter what, we will fight to the very last moment; humanity will not lose."

Facing the camera, the president made a serious statement, but in the next moment a figure descended from the sky and landed directly beside him.

"Excuse me, I need to borrow the power of this planet," said the golden-haired Sun Wukong solemnly.

"You're the one who fought the evil dragon." The president's eyes flashed with shock when he saw Goku.

This person looks exactly like the one captured by the satellite just now, and countless media outlets have also pointed their cameras at Sun Wukong.

"Now is not the time to ask so many questions; the whole world is on the verge of collapse."

Sun Wukong said seriously, "In the battle to come, I will need the combined strength of everyone to defeat the Holy Lord."

……

Three minutes later, the Holy Lord stood atop a mountain peak with his arms crossed, his eyes filled with amusement.

After letting Sun Wukong leave, he took the opportunity to completely forget the techniques in his mind, and his power returned to its peak.

At this moment, even the black energy suspected that this guy was an idiot.

Above the White House, Sun Wukong raised his hands high, facing the cameras of the world, and chanted softly:

"Everyone on this planet, please raise your hands and lend me your power."

"In order to protect the Earth from destruction, I need your help to fight against the Holy Lord."

As he spoke, countless points of light appeared on the bodies of all the flowers, trees, birds, fish, and insects on the planet, converging towards the top of Sun Wukong's head.

In front of the video camera, the aperture began to converge.

"That's not scientific."

The president looked at the Spirit Bomb held high by Sun Wukong and couldn't help but wipe his eyes.

Even so, he still said to the cameraman:

"It's hard to imagine, but this guy is the hero who fought against the evil dragon before. Please listen to him and raise your hands with me."

During the speech, the president was the first to raise his arm.

In the blink of an eye, a blue light began to emerge from his hand, and then he seemed to be drained of all his energy, collapsing to the ground.

"Hello, I'm disabled, can I still contribute?"

"How should I know? Anyway, I raised it."

The reporters at the scene, as well as the men, women, and children watching the live broadcast, all raised their hands in disbelief, only to fall to the ground a moment later.

Soon, more and more people heard this request on radio, television, and other media.

"It's Brother Wukong's voice. He wants us to raise our hands to lend him power." Xiaoyu looked at the voice on the radio and raised her hands without hesitation.

The next moment, Jackie Chan's father, Tru, and others who had raised their hands contributed their energy.

The members of the Black Hand gang, who were being escorted to prison, were all stunned when they heard the voice coming from the radio.

Rasu hesitated, "Boss, should we raise our hands?"

"Of course not, why waste your energy?" Afen said without hesitation, but then he saw Valon raise his right hand.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"That bastard Shendu, anyone who goes against him, I, Valon, will definitely stand up for him!" Valon said through gritted teeth.

Soon, more and more people raised their hands to contribute their strength to Sun Wukong.

Meanwhile, the blue orb above Sun Wukong's head was growing larger and larger.

"It's here, it's here! I'm sure this energy blast is huge!" Goku looked excitedly at the energy blast above his head.

Then, carrying the Spirit Bomb, Sun Wukong soared high into the air and headed towards the Holy Lord.

At this moment, the energy above his head had grown to a height of 100 meters.

"This number? Are you kidding me?"

Looking at the enormous ball of light approaching from afar, a hint of solemnity flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes.

But confident in his own abilities, he unexpectedly took the initiative to meet him.

"Take this, Spirit Bomb!"

"This is not just my power, but the vitality of all humanity. The bond between us cannot be defeated by you!!!"

Sun Wukong roared and hurled the Spirit Bomb from above his head.

The immense primordial energy directly engulfed the Holy Lord's figure.

"It's a success!" Sun Wukong exclaimed in surprise, but his expression froze a moment later.

He saw the figure that had been advancing like a crushing force suddenly stop and then push in the opposite direction.

"The mere vitality of all humankind is not worth even half the darkness in everyone's heart."

"Don't get too cocky, watch me take you all down by myself!!!"

"This Earth! It shall be ruled by my Holy Lord!!!"

The Holy Lord roared, feeling his body amplified by the black energy, and pushed the hundred-meter-high energy blast back little by little.

(End of this chapter)