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.

ancestral land. His friend said that he had fought with a creature

race. How did their strongest fighter get crushed? When Scales told him about this creature, its very existence terrified him. His heart sunk at the idea that

me no

murmured Ricky in a low voice. He looked serious and

that matched 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

front of 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!

escaped from Ronan's throat, and he jumped up to confront Ricky's attack with

Devil's most powerful weapon

for the fourth time, and his savage body grew larger once again.

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 so intense that the entire space would have been destroyed if

intertwined like majestic ribbons spreading in the air. It was a beauty underlined by the violent airwaves that pervaded the entire transparent

physical collision went on for

two violent physical bodies withdrew from each other, standing still so that

to the limit, and their fighting spirit had grown even

gazes, staring deeply into each other's eyes.

is pretty tough. He is almost as strong as Scales!' Ricky thought with

not stronger, as Mordechai. His opponent must be more terrifying, as the evil spirit was more powerful than the continent spirit while at

to take him seriously

why he launched a sneak attack. He thought that after

he wasn't sure he could

previous physical collision didn't grant him any benefits. Devils

Ronan used to believe that no creature from the continent could match him in terms of

had gone toe-to-toe against him

had to go all-out. He went berserk again as his fighting spirit furiously roared. His body grew nearly sixty feet high, while his meridians expanded continuously as if it

evil spirit poured out from his body and crushed everything in its path. It seemed like it could bring down every force it encountered.

is the fifth time

gasped

was no time to dillydally, so he immediately summoned his Ultimate Golden Body at the sixth level, pounding his chest

five times.

Defeat

them muttered in

"Wild Purple Killing Fist!"