Chapitre 616: Divine Shackles Of Lightning

"Just fuck off, you weak piece of shit!"

Damien's cutting words were like a burst of thunder that exploded beside Larkin's ears, making him wonder if he even heard him right. Even the other eleven experts behind him had a look of disbelief.

But how could a powerful man like him hear anything wrong and instead realized that this ignorant junior had the galls to even call him a 'weak piece of shit!' 

Not even in his nightmares had he heard anyone call him this, nor did he ever imagine that someone of his position and power would ever have to hear this from the mouth of a bra.

"YOU! Let me hear you say that again!" Larkin roared as the aura of a war veteran flooded for more than a few kilometers and was about to cast a powerful sphere of water barrier that was as solid as an iron fortress even though it was made of ethereal water.