Another person charged over. Chen Zhao grabbed the person's head.
Mist shot out of his palm and poured into the person's mouth.
Then, the person's mouth started to corrode.
The person started to struggle and reach out for help.
Chen Zhao saw that this wasn't going to work. It would be disgusting if he didn't beat the person up.
He lifted the person's feet and threw them into the sea. At the same time, he ordered the Five Tiger Generals to stay away from the corpse.
Don't get sick from eating it.
Even the seawater couldn't stop the corpse from rotting.
Clearly, the Nameless Mist wasn't anything good.
Seeing that Chen Zhao actually ignored the mist and even absorbed it. Then, he spat it into his companion's mouth, everyone's expressions changed.
"Who's next to be fed to the sharks?"
No one wanted to go up anymore. Everyone looked at their boss, Dawson.
Dawson could only bite the bullet and go up.
"Sir, actually, we came with good intentions. We didn't want to have a conflict with you. Your pet attacked us first."
Dawson could only lie with his eyes wide open.
Even though he knew that basically no one would believe his words.
"Oh." Chen Zhao replied casually, "If that's the case, can you go back to your yacht now?"
Dawson's heart skipped a beat. If it were him, he would definitely kill all of them with absolute power.
But Chen Zhao didn't do that.
Could it be that his magic power had reached the bottom?
That's right. He'd killed so many people and had to control so many animals, including the sharks in the sea. His magic power must have run out.
Dawson looked at Chen Zhao calmly with a smile. "But you killed so many of our people. I can't just do nothing, right?"
Chen Zhao suddenly moved. The next moment, he appeared before one of them. His five fingers pierced through the person's neck.
Then, Chen Zhao lifted his arm and threw the person into the sea, attracting the sharks to fight for food.
"Look, I killed another one of your people. What do you want?"
Everyone bristled and backed away in fear.
Dawson's expression changed. He also took two steps back subconsciously.
Damn it. Chen Zhao had only used one hand from beginning to end.
It wasn't that he didn't have any strength left. He hadn't used his full strength from beginning to end.
"Sir, I'm sorry for my attitude earlier."
"You're welcome." Smiling, Chen Zhao flung the blood off his hand. "But since you're not willing to return to your ship, I don't think I need your ship anymore."
Fist shadow! In an instant, Chen Zhao threw out a hundred punches.
Bang! Bang!
Under the astonished and horrified gazes of Dawson and the others, their yacht was twisted and deformed before sinking into the water as scrap metal.
Everyone broke out in a cold sweat. It was obvious that they had provoked someone they shouldn't have.
"As a guest of this ship, I've always been very tolerant. Now, do you want to be beaten up by me, or jump into the sea to feed the sharks?"
Tolerance? Is this what you call tolerance?
Dawson gritted his teeth. There might still be a chance.
He still had his thorny skin!
Dawson charged at Chen Zhao and opened his arms.
He wanted to use his thorny skin to counterattack.
To be honest, Chen Zhao had already sensed Dalson's strangeness.
Actually, Chen Zhao wanted to try Dolson's strange spell.
But the point was that Dalson was a big, rough man.
This made Chen Zhao's idea of trying disappear.
Chen Zhao grabbed Dawson's shoulder and squeezed it tightly.
Dawson immediately felt intense pain. He grabbed Chen Zhao's arm with all his might, trying to hurt Chen Zhao through his thorny skin like before.
But this time, Chen Zhao didn't let go.
The thorny skin couldn't be seen, but it was indeed there.
Chen Zhao could feel invisible thorns piercing his skin.
However, this invisible attack didn't do much damage to Chen Zhao.
The first time was an accident, but as long as he was mentally prepared, Chen Zhao didn't even feel pain.
"Is it fun?"
Ah —
Chen Zhao crushed Dawson's collarbone.
Even with his thorny skin, rock body, strength multiplier, and beast frenzy!
Even though his body was several times stronger than a normal person's, Dawson was still as fragile as a piece of paper before Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao squeezed lightly and Dawson's shoulder exploded.
Suddenly, the Mouth of Gluttony sensed an appetite.
Huh? Was the Mouth of Gluttony interested in such a weak spiritualist?
After all, the Mouth of Gluttony wasn't even interested in dragons.
Chen Zhao didn't restrain the Mouth of Gluttony. It bit off Dawson's left shoulder.
Ah —
Dawson fell to the ground, moaning in pain.
The Mouth of Gluttony was digesting Dawson's flesh.
The Mouth of Gluttony wasn't interested in Dawson's magic power.
Dawson's magic power was probably less than one ten-thousandth of Chen Zhao's. Both quality and quantity were meaningless to Chen Zhao.
What the Mouth of Gluttony was really interested in was Dawson's bloodline.
Chen Zhao closed his eyes and felt the changes that came from his right arm and then spread to his entire body.
There were obvious changes, but Chen Zhao's overall strength didn't increase much.
It seemed like his strength had increased by less than one percent.
But his defense seemed to have increased quite a bit.
Chen Zhao didn't expect such a useless person to be helpful to him.
Soon, Dawson didn't move anymore.
After all, his entire shoulder had been bitten off by the Mouth of Gluttony. He'd already lost a lot of blood and died from his injuries.
"Demon … You demon …"
Chen Zhao chuckled and finally took his left hand out of his pocket.
Chen Zhao raised his arms and controlled the seawater through the small world.
The waves surged over the deck and the boat tilted. The remaining people were all thrown into the sea.
Together with the bloodstains on the deck and Dawson's corpse, they all rushed into the sea.
"Ah … Help …"
"Help … I don't want to die …"
Soon, the sea was dyed red with blood.
Five sharks were eating and strangling the people who had fallen into the water.
Chen Zhao still had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.
Just then, another yacht came over.
Chen Zhao looked at it. At the same time, he made the nearby seawater flow faster so that the redness on the surface dissipated.
A blonde woman in black tights stood at the bow of the yacht. When the yacht approached, she didn't jump onto the Hydra. Instead, she called out.
"Sir, hello."
"Hi, how can I help you?" Chen Zhao asked, looking up.
"Sir, did you see a yacht? I mean a yacht that looks like it has a couple of not-so-friendly passengers. "
"Sorry, I didn't see it. Is it your friend?"
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