"Aequus, go get the files on Phantom Demon Irush."
Randall ignored Irush's frenzied ranting and gave Aequus his orders.
"Yes, sir!"
Before long, Aequus returned with a stack of documents.
Tsuru naturally knew that Aequus was Randall's adjutant, so she had readily faxed Irush's files over.
Randall took the files and began reading.
"Phantom Demon Irush. Bounty: 1.56 billion.
Extremely dangerous.
Once used his ability to make everyone in an Affiliated Nation slaughter one another overnight, ultimately turning the nation into a land of ghosts.
The estimated number of deaths caused by him is at least ten million."
Randall read slowly, his expression growing darker and darker.
Everyone else looked grim as they listened.
Caris nearly fainted when she heard that this man had killed over ten million people.
That was twice the entire population of Fish-Man Island!
Randall could not bring himself to keep reading past the halfway point.
This man's atrocities were truly horrifying, enough to chill anyone to the bone.
"You asked me how I broke your ability?"
Randall spoke coldly, undisguised loathing in his eyes.
Earlier, no matter how much Irush had insulted and provoked him, Randall had remained impassive, looking perfectly calm.
Now that Randall had complete control of the situation, he no longer needed to suppress his emotions.
At his words, Irush struggled to get up from the floor, but the Seastone left him powerless, writhing like a maggot.
"Tell me! Hurry!"
Randall sneered and said:
"I won't bother telling you. I'll let you experience it yourself!"
Irush instinctively sensed trouble. What did he mean by experiencing it himself?
Without waiting for him to react, Randall raised his fist, and the same fluctuations as before reappeared.
Then he threw a punch, swift as lightning.
"Phantom Emperor Fist!"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Irush's eyes rolled