Kill You? It Would Only Take a Finger

What?

Roger had been thrown into a panic after Zhong Zhengbai saw through his scheme, wondering how he should respond.

At that moment, he suddenly heard Jiang Fan's contemptuous words.

His old face flushed bright red in an instant.

"Jiang Fan, how dare you insult me?"

"A year ago, you exhausted every ounce of your strength at the cost of your life, and you still weren't my match!"

"Do you really think that after another year, you've become capable?"

"This time, I won't give you the chance to trade your life for mine!"

At this point, Roger knew he could no longer lure Jiang Fan into fighting in the outer domain.

He could only hope to finish things quickly here.

As long as he could kill Jiang Fan and the others before the people from the Federal Arbitration Office arrived, there would be plenty of room to maneuver.

"First, no survivors will be left here. The Federal Arbitration Office may not be able to investigate this back to me!"

"Second, even if they do find out I did it, as long as they didn't catch me at the scene, the Blood Butcher Organization will naturally smooth things over with the Federation on my behalf!"

With that thought, Roger let out a cold shout.

"This time, I'll let you see the true power of Level 12!"

He abruptly raised his arm.

Golden light surged from his fingertips like molten lava.

The moment this golden light touched the air, it split into several streams.

They wound around one another in pairs, forming something resembling chains.

Whoosh!

As soon as these chains formed, they instantly condensed all the energy within several hundred yards.

"This is a skill I newly comprehended over the past six months—the Brahma Rope!"

"If you can withstand it, I