Chapter 2963
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The idea of loving Martha is simple.
Looking at the situation tonight, it seemed that her wish would not be fulfilled.
And if they missed tonight, the Supernatural Organization would definitely be on alert.
The next time they started a war, it would not be as easy as today.
In any case, tonight's operation was doomed to fail.
But Amatha was not satisfied.
Since he couldn't defeat the Supernatural Organization in one go, he would give them an unforgettable wound.
Amatha flashed a few times and arrived above the headquarters of the Supernatural Organization.
Suddenly, Amatha sensed something beneath the headquarters of the Supernatural Organization.
There seemed to be something good down there.
Amatha's heart jumped. These people from the Supernatural Organization were so strong.
Did he discover some kind of treasure?
Amatha flashed again and appeared in the underground of the Supernatural Organization headquarters.
Amatha found that there were many glass-enclosed rooms.
There were people locked inside.
Those people also looked at Amatha with very surprised eyes.
Amatha drew a line in the air with her finger and directly broke the glass.
"You're free."
However, no one came out. All the prisoners were still in their rooms.
"Aren't you coming out?"
At this moment, an old man opened his turbid eyes and looked at Amatha.
"I look forward to you becoming one of us … if you're still alive."
"Haha … So it's a bunch of cowards. I've already defeated the Supernatural Organization, and you don't even have the courage to step out of the prison. What a bunch of pathetic losers."
"You defeated their president?"
"The President you speak of doesn't even have the courage to appear. He doesn't even have the qualifications to be my enemy." Amatha said arrogantly, "Forget it. The door has already been opened for you. Whether you leave or not is your own business. It has nothing to do with me."
Amatha flashed downwards again. She could sense that there was an immense amount of magic down there.
At this time, Amatha saw huge heads.
Amatha's pupils suddenly contracted. Most of them were giant dragon heads.
A few of them were the largest, even though they were already dead.
However, it still emanated a terrifying aura.
There were also two dragon horns. The length and size of these two dragon horns were quite astonishing. All the dragon heads added together were not as big as these two dragon horns.
There were still bloodstains on it, and it looked like it had just been plucked.
The hair on Amatha's body stood on end.
Why were there so many dragon heads hidden here?
Amatha hesitated, then blinked down again.
Hidden below were piles of Dragon Balls.
Too many, how could there be so many dragon balls?
Who killed so many Giant Dragons?
The people from the Supernatural Organization?
That was impossible. Putting aside the Earth Dragon, even if all of them worked together, they might not be able to defeat a Dragon.
Not to mention killing so many Giant Dragons.
Amatha suddenly thought of the prisoners on the upper floors.
They seemed to be quite afraid of the president whom they had never met before.
Amatha's heart tightened.
It can't be … It can't be …
He was just a coward who didn't dare to show his face.
No one had ever been able to kill so many dragons.
Perhaps it was just a collection of some ancient faction.
Love Martha tried to convince herself.
But the bloodstains on the dragon heads and dragon balls already explained everything.
It was not some ancient collection.
They had all been dissected not long ago.
There were still remnants of the Dragon Clan's aura on it, as well as their unresigned resentment.
"You'd better run now, run away from here, run away from Los Angeles, run back to your family and seek shelter from your people," Engelite's voice came.
At some point, he had already appeared at the entrance of the lower storeroom.
Amatha turned to look at Engelite.
"You think I'm scared?"
"You should be."
"But that doesn't scare me. My family also has the ability to hunt dragons," Amatha said stubbornly.
"Then inform your family and quietly wait for the day of your clan's extermination."
"I'll wait, wait for you and your president to come."
With that, Amatha blinked and left the underground storeroom.
Amatha fled.
Yes, she knew she was on the run.
She could feel that Engelite wasn't joking.
He wasn't trying to scare her.
He was stating a fact.
As if the outcome had already been decided.
Amatha didn't know why the president was so strong.
Why didn't he appear tonight?
Maybe he wasn't in Los Angeles.
She was lucky … or unlucky.
Amatha couldn't care less about the new generation of her race.
The new generation was cannon fodder, targets that could be sacrificed and abandoned.
But Amatha still felt uneasy.
The scene she had seen in the Supernatural Organization's headquarters.
It was like a nightmare that kept haunting her.
She couldn't get rid of it …
Even though the sky was bright, she still couldn't get rid of the uneasiness.
Amatha changed her appearance and even temporarily sealed her mana source.
She made herself look like an ordinary girl.
…
"President, something happened at the headquarters. Do you have time now?"
"Huh? What happened at the headquarters? The prisoners broke out? "
"I … I didn't," West said awkwardly.
Last night, the few of them were extremely confident. Each and every one of them was flying high.
No matter who came, they would take care of them.
And then … and then they were almost taken care of.
If Sabonis hadn't joined the battle.
They would probably have been beaten up.
They said that they didn't need Chen Zhao, but Sabonis was actually one of Chen Zhao's forces.
Of course, this wasn't important.
What was important was that they lost.
Even though they didn't suffer any real losses.
Even though they had captured many people.
Even so, they still felt that they had lost.
What they needed was a mental and physical victory.
Of course, their opponent last night was indeed abnormal.
Those treasures and Divine Artifacts had all been taken out like they were free.
They had lost because of their opponent's wealth.
But no matter what the reason was, in conclusion, they had still lost.
It wasn't a complete defeat, but at least they had been humiliated.
They couldn't accept it. Very much so.
So this time, they had to get back at them.
But they probably wouldn't be able to get back at them for the rest of their lives.
They had no choice. Their opponent was too strong.
It was useless no matter how strong they were. They had thrown Divine Artifacts at them casually.
Amatha wasn't that strong.
At least any one of them was confident that they could beat her.
But Amatha's Divine Artifacts made them helpless.
So, they could only ask Chen Zhao for help this time.
They didn't want to defeat Amatha.
They wanted to defeat Amatha's family.
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