The legendary warrior

"Who? The spiritual potentates of your Wild Purple Devil tribe?"

Ricky asked, looking unimpressed.

"Actually, you guessed it right. They were the spiritual potentates of our tribe,"

Ronan replied with a wicked sneer. "My patriarch was one of them who defeated Adrian. His flesh and blood had been in our tribe's possession since then.

After all, that was a great spiritual potentate's flesh and blood. We kept it close to our chest for eons, and it was not until this era that circumstances changed. That is—we found his inheritance.

To take control of it, I have integrated his flesh and blood."

"Don't even dream about it!" Ricky firmly refuted his statement. "Today, you're not going to leave this place alive! And we will take Adrian's flesh and blood back from you!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, his body unleashed a surging power, and his four mutants immediately burst out. It bounced back Ronan's physical strength like it was child's play.

"What?! You have multiple mutants! There is really a creature who possesses multiple mutants!"

When Ronan saw Ricky's power, he could only gape at the spectacle in shock.

But from his words, Ricky gathered that his opponent had heard of someone with multiple mutants before.

"Were you the one who fought with Scales?"

asked Ronan out of curiosity.

"Oh, I think I know who you are referring to. Wow! I haven't heard of his name for quite a long time,"

remarked Ricky with a sly smirk on his face. "It looks like I'm kind of famous among you guys.

Anyway, since you have heard of me, you know that you have no chance of winning against me. So why don't you just kill yourself and save yourself from the pain?"

"Ha-ha! You must be joking!"

Hearing Ricky's words, Ronan burst into laughter as if it was the most ridiculous thing that he had heard.

But in his heart, Ronan was trembling. He knew that he was in a precarious situation.

to the human devils' ancestral land. His friend said that he had fought with a creature from the continent

warriors of the devil race. How did their strongest fighter get crushed? When Scales told him about this creature, its very existence

me no choice,"

murmured Ricky in a low voice. He looked serious and a little excited.

his strength was when he had fought with Steve from the Phoenix tribe. The hearty fight they had was incredibly satisfying. Now, he thought that he could have another awesome fight in this place. This young master of the Wild Purple Devil tribe seemed like a formidable opponent.

Ronan in the next instant. Mighty power burst out from his body, spread out in the air, and pushed him into a fighting state,

Roar!

and he jumped up

Purple Devil's most powerful

towards Ricky, he went berserk for the fourth time, and his

over the altar from time to time, as their movements grew too fast for the naked eye. Every time the figures appeared, a strong collision burst out. Their fight

was a beauty underlined by the violent airwaves that pervaded the entire

physical collision went on for a long time.

withdrew from each other, standing still so

had noticeably increased to the limit,

exchanged electric gazes, staring deeply into each

as strong as

felt like he was like facing someone as strong, if not stronger, as Mordechai. His opponent must be more terrifying, as the

seemed to take

the Law of Universe from Jasper and Mike. That was why he launched a sneak attack. He thought that after

who he wasn't sure he

the worst part was that the previous physical collision didn't grant him any benefits.

to believe that no creature from the continent could match him in terms of pure body collision.

toe-to-toe against

His body grew nearly sixty feet high, while his meridians expanded continuously

out from his body and crushed everything in its path. It seemed like it

is the fifth time

Ricky gasped uncertainly.

so he immediately summoned his Ultimate Golden

Golden Body, he confronted Ronan's body that had gone berserk five times. The power of their bodies permeated the air, making Jasper and Mike tremble as they tried to adjust

Defeat that berserker

two of them muttered in unison.

"Wild Purple Killing Fist!"