Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 627

"Damn! Damn! It's your damn golden body again!" Martin hissed and swore ferociously as he felt the strength of the second level of Ricky's Ultimate Golden Body. Martin was so enraged that his tightly closed eyes almost snapped open.

Moreover, greed boiled like a pit of lava in the depths of Martin's heart. After all, anybody would feel excited and greedy for such a powerful cultivation method.

Hiding inside the Mind Palace Model, Ricky's companions found themselves marveling at the power Ricky had displayed.

"Soar, what kind of cultivation method did Ricky use just now? It is extraordinary!" Terrence said, unable to keep either his excitement or his voice down.

None of them could have predicted this. When Ricky chose to fight to the death with Martin, they thought his life would be at great risk. Yet, with incredible aces up his sleeve, Ricky made a breakthrough and now seemed more powerful than the formidable Martin.

"It's called the Ultimate Golden Body with a total of nine levels of strength. The golden body grows by ten feet with an increase of one level of its strength. That's all I know about it. As for the cultivation method's grade, I have not asked Ricky yet," Soar said and shook his head.

Of course, he held more secrets about the cultivation method, including its origin, but he thought he'd better not tell them. It was supposed to be Ricky's own secret.

"When Ricky cultivates the last level of the Ultimate Golden Body, will his golden body grow to the height of ninety feet?" Terrence, Samson, and the rest of those hidden in the Mind Palace Model all had the same doubt. Considering what Soar told them, they felt it not hard to imagine how formidable Ricky would become.

Then, they stopped the discussion. Silence took over as, collectively, their eyes snapped towards the ongoing fight. With laser focus that left no room for banter or daydreaming, their eyes flitted between the two warriors. Breaths hitched, they found themselves silently rooting for Ricky's survival.

"It seems that you are scared." Inside the golden body at the height of twenty feet, Ricky's voice boomed down like rain from the clouds. "However, your fear is understandable. The moment I made up my mind to fight you and got out of my spiritual space tool, the result of our fight was determined."

"You're bragging about your power without feeling the slightest shame! Do you think I'm scared of your golden body?" Martin spat out the question with a scowl.

"Of course I do. Right now, I can feel your rage and real fear from your tone," Ricky said. "The power you activated is not your own.

Although you can mobilize the power inside the Ghost Corridor and the Resentment Corridor, your control over them is weak and limited. Otherwise, I should already be dead by now.

And this is the reason why you will lose to me."

"Ha-ha, ha-ha!" Ricky had expected that Martin would be more furious. Yet, he did not expect the peals of loud laughter that came from Martin's lips.

"What are you laughing at?" Ricky asked at once, his voice tinged with sudden nervousness. There was something wrong. A peculiar atmosphere seemed to settle over them.

From this peculiar atmosphere, he could feel an impending danger. A warning voice, that grew increasingly louder in his head, begged him to take notice of Martin's tightly closed eyes. He did, and he felt like he was staring down the barrel of a gun.

'What kind of power is hidden in his closed eyes? Why do I feel so uneasy about them again and again?' Ricky thought as worry settled in his gut.

At that moment, Ricky found that he seemed to be unable to see through Martin.

To be exact, he felt that the creature in front of him was no longer the same Martin he knew as the young master of the Golden Leopard Valley.

"What am I laughing at?" Martin repeated coldly. "You keep on saying that this power is not my own. Yet, how much do you know about my true power?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Ricky said, his voice flat and steady. "It looks like you're very confident about the power in your eyes. Then, show me your eyes and let me feel their real power. No need to make a mystery of them. You're already very mysterious because of your ghostly appearance."

"Since you've detected the uniqueness of my eyes, then you will die after you're attacked by their power," Martin said with a growl.

As Ricky had thought, Martin at that point was no longer the original Martin. It could be said that Martin had mingled with the consciousness of countless ghosts. They overwhelmed him, swallowing his whole spiritual sense and being.

The man in front of Ricky now was just a creature with a small part of Martin's old memory intact.