Chapter 1257
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Offit struggled to pull his feet out of the dark lava.
By now, the skin on his feet had already peeled off due to the high temperature.
The pain was indescribable.
But he still endured the pain and let out a low growl.
"Boss Offit is going to use that move?"
"Damn, we're too close …"
"We'll be affected …"
Offit's subordinates wanted to escape, but their feet were all tied up. They couldn't move at all.
Offit raised his arms. His limbs were growing longer and his body was growing larger.
He'd turned into a demon and started breathing.
His stomach bulged as he inhaled.
Offit's subordinates all covered their ears.
Roar —
Instantly, Offit released all the air in one breath.
It was like the Lion's Roar in wuxia novels.
Offit's subordinates were too close. It wasn't a direct attack, but they still spat out blood. Their mouths, noses, and ears were bleeding from Offit's roar.
The surging sound waves crashed into Chen Zhao as if they were solid.
But Chen Zhao still didn't move. The sound waves could indeed form an impact.
But to Chen Zhao, it was just a slightly stronger wind.
Offit's roar lasted for ten seconds before it finally stopped.
The cement at the entrance of the headquarters was also lifted.
Only Chen Zhao remained where he was.
Offit and his subordinates all stared at Chen Zhao, dumbfounded.
Even such terrifying power couldn't defeat that person?
Offit was known as the King of Lions in the international supernatural world.
He'd never lost before.
But now, an unknown Supernatural Organization had defeated them.
This made everyone feel that this was unreal.
Suddenly, another bolt of lightning fell and pierced through Offit.
Offit spat out green smoke and fell to the ground.
Chen Zhao frowned. Lightning Storm's single target attack was indeed weak.
It couldn't kill a single person.
He'd already used his full strength, but the power was still limited.
Whatever. Killing them like this would be too easy on them.
After Chen Zhao arrived, everyone retreated from the center of the battlefield.
They didn't want to be affected by Chen Zhao.
Even if Chen Zhao avoided them, they were still afraid that he wouldn't control himself and would be affected.
To be honest, they didn't know where this group of people got their courage from.
Even if Chen Zhao didn't appear, they were confident that they could keep all of them here.
The reason why they had been suppressing their attacks was not because their strength was limited to this.
This was because Ados was still by their side, and the people from the Association were afraid that Ados would be implicated.
Rodu's body was controlled by Pamela. After Chen Zhao arrived, he killed three more.
Now there were five people left.
Five people were dragged into the hall and thrown on the ground.
When they came, they were arrogant and didn't care about the Supernatural Organization at all.
However, after arriving here, they suddenly realized that the situation was more troublesome than they had imagined.
Especially after Chen Zhao's arrival, the situation that could barely be maintained instantly fell apart.
Chen Zhao sat in the middle while West and the others sat in rows. It was like an old master attending a court in ancient times.
"How is Ados?"
"It's quite serious, but it's stable for now. Gaia will drive Ados to the hospital now."
"Yes."
Chen Zhao nodded. "Who are they?"
"Uh … President, he's Lingam's grandfather. He's probably here to steal Lingam."
Offit and the others all lowered their heads. It was too pitiful.
They had lost too miserably.
And the other party didn't even know who they were or why they were here.
"Bring Lingam out and shove him and his grandson into a meat grinder."
"How dare you!" Offit glared at Chen Zhao, gritting her teeth.
Chen Zhao's gaze was cold as he looked at Offit casually. "Are you going to use your power to threaten me? Or your family? That's fine. Tell me and I'll be happy to slaughter your family. "
Everyone looked at Chen Zhao. They had completely different thoughts.
Actually, West and the others all knew that Chen Zhao never attacked the innocent.
But right now, he needed to have an imposing manner.
"You might not know, but our president just slaughtered a few hundred people in San Diego half a month ago. Haven't you heard about the gang massacre?"
Offit and her subordinates couldn't help but shiver.
That incident was so huge that even the Spirit World was in a state of panic at the slightest sound.
Many people believed that it was done by people from the Spirit World, including those from the Spirit World themselves.
Now, they finally understood who they were going against.
This man was a butcher, a demon king.
Offit had indeed wanted to use his family to threaten Chen Zhao.
But now, he really didn't dare to mention his family.
If he were to find out about this, his family would most likely be killed as well.
This man was a demon.
"You're a righteous organization. How can you do this?"
"Oh, right, we're a righteous organization." Chen Zhao turned his head and looked at West. "In what name should we take revenge?"
West rolled his eyes. "President, we're a righteous organization, but that doesn't mean we'll let people bully us. They're already at our doorstep. We can't just swallow it, right? So, our revenge is open and reasonable."
There was no absolute justice in this world. Only the victor could decide who was righteous.
"See, we're righteous, but we have a good reason too."
"I'll give you the Book of the Demon," Offit finally said after making up her mind.
"That's not enough. Your grandson, Lingam, offended me. He was the one who promised to give me the Devil Grimoire, and you guys ambushed our headquarters and injured our people, causing huge losses to our organization. You can't possibly think that we can let this go so easily, right?"
"You killed our people too …"
"I shouldn't have killed them?" Chen Zhao's eyes widened. His anger that had just subsided was ignited again.
"We … We can compensate … your headquarters and the injured people."
Chen Zhao rubbed his chin and considered. Should he kill them now or compensate them?
Chen Zhao turned to West. West thought for a moment. Compared to Chen Zhao's anger, West was much calmer.
He didn't want to kill them all. In fact, Chen Zhao didn't want to kill them all.
That was why he wanted West to think of a plan that could let him vent and compensate the organization's losses.
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