Emmasha's idea is simple.

Judging from her attitude tonight, she probably couldn't achieve her wish.

If you miss this evening, the Supernatural Association will surely become alert.

It will be less easy than today when the war begins next time.

Anyway, failure tonight's action is destined.

But Emmasha was still unwilling to give up.

If you can't defeat the Supernatural Association in one go, then give them a deep wound.

Emmasha flashed a few times and had already arrived above the headquarters of the Supernatural Society.

Suddenly, Emmasha felt something seemed to be underground at the headquarters of the Supernatural Society.

There seems to be something good below.

Amasha's heart moved, the people from the Supernatural Association are so powerful.

Did you discover some treasure?

Emmasha flashed again and appeared underground at the headquarters of the Supernatural Society.

Emmasha found that there were many rooms separated by glass around her.

There was a person inside.

Those people also looked at Emmasha with a surprised look.

Emmasha's fingers were slashed through the air and directly cut the glass.

"You are free."

However, no one came out, and all the imprisoned people were still in their rooms.

"Don't you come out?"

At this time, an old man opened his muddy gaze and looked at Emmasha.

"I look forward to you being a member of us, too...if you are not dead."

"Haha... it turned out to be a group of cowards. The people from the Supernatural Society have been defeated by me. You don't even have the courage to step out of the prison. What a sad group of losers."

"You defeated their president?"

"The president in your mouth doesn't even have the courage to appear, and he doesn't even have the qualification to be my enemy." Emmasha said arrogantly: "Forget it, the door has been opened for you. Whether you leave or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Emmasha flashed toward the lower layer again, and she could feel that there was extremely huge magic power below.

At this time, Emmasha saw huge heads.

Emmasha's pupils suddenly contracted, and most of them were dragon's heads.

Several of them are the largest, even if they are dead.

But it still exudes a terrifying aura.

There are also two dragon horns. The length and size of these two dragon horns are quite amazing. All the giant dragon heads are not as big as these two dragon horns.

There was still blood stain on it, and it seemed that it had just been pulled down.

Emmasha's hair was standing up all over her body.

Why are there so many dragon heads hidden here?

Emmasha hesitated for a moment and flashed down again.

What is hidden in the lower layer are piles of dragon balls.

There are too many dragon balls, how come there are so many dragon balls?

Who hunted so many dragons?

Just those people from the Supernatural Society?

It is impossible. Putting aside the earth dragon, those people may not be able to defeat a dragon together.

Not to mention hunting so many dragons.

Emmasha suddenly remembered the prisoners on the upper level.

They seemed to be quite afraid of the president they had never met.

Amasha's heart tightened.

No...No...

That was just a coward who dared not show up.

No one can hunt so many giant dragons.

Maybe it's just a collection of some ancient power.

Emmasha wants to convince herself.

But the blood on the dragon head and dragon ball has already shown it.

That's not an ancient collection.

Those things were dissected not long ago.

There was still the aura of the dragon clan and their unwilling resentment on it.

"You'd better run away now, escape from here, escape from Los Angeles, escape back to your family, and seek refuge from your tribe." English's voice came.

At some point, he had appeared at the entrance of the lower warehouse.

Emmasha turned her head and looked at English.

"Do you think I'm afraid?"

"You should be scared."

"But these can't scare me. Our family also has the strength to hunt dragons." Amasha said stubbornly.

"Then let your family know and wait quietly for the day of extermination."

"I will wait, waiting for you and your president to arrive."

As he said that, Emmasha flashed and left the underground warehouse.

Amasha escaped.

Well, she knew she was running away.

She could feel that English is not joking.

It's not intimidating her.

He is stating a fact.

It's like a result that has been decided.

Emmasha didn't know that since that president was so strong.

Why didn't it appear tonight?

It may be that he is not in Los Angeles.

You have good luck...or bad luck.

Amasha no longer cares about the new generation of the same race.

Originally, those new generations were cannon fodder and were objects that could be sacrificed and given up.

But Emmasha was still uneasy.

The picture I saw at the Supernatural Society headquarters.

It was like a nightmare, constantly lingering in my heart.

It can't be gone...

Even when it is dawn, I still can't get rid of the anxiety.

Amasha made a makeover and even temporarily closed her magic source.

Make yourself look like an ordinary girl.

...

"President, something happened at the headquarters. Do you have time now?"

"Hmm? What happened to the headquarters? The prisoner escaped?"

"Then...that's not." West said a little embarrassedly.

Last night, they were all so confident that they were all flying up.

No matter what kind of goods come, they will be cleaned up together.

And then...and they almost got someone to clean up.
To be continued...