Ricky didn't want to fight against the Blood Devil King head-on, but he had to ward off his attack again and again.
After a third collision, Ricky and the Blood Devil King separated again.
This time was the fourth time that he had used his Justice Saber Soul. He was exhausted and had finally reached his limit.
"Pollard, I guess the one fourth of your father's saber soul is in your body." Ricky had no choice but to turn to Pollard and talked to him secretly through telepathy.
"Ricky, you're right! My father gave me the one fourth of the saber soul that belonged to him." Pollard was surprised to hear the voice of Ricky in the middle of the battle. Regardless, he promptly responded.
"Okay, let me be direct with you. I need the power of your one fourth of the saber soul. If I have three-quarters of the saber soul, I have a chance to defeat the Blood Devil King."
"You are right, Ricky. We can only defeat the Blood Devil King with the help of the three-quarters of the saber soul. But to be honest, I don't trust you. I don't want to give you the one fourth of the saber soul," Pollard replied immediately.
"I understand. I can swear to you with my Martial Arts Oath that I will return your saber soul after I have killed the Blood Devil King," Ricky said.
"A Martial Arts Oath? I have a better idea. How about you giving me your saber and your saber soul so that I can defeat this Blood Devil King?
I, Pollard, can also swear to you with my Martial Arts Oath that I will return the saber and saber soul to you after I kill the Blood Devil King."
Ricky fell into silence when he heard Pollard's statement.
He felt helpless as they reached an impasse.
He reminded himself that the Blood Devil King was threatening all the creatures of the Justice Continent and that there was no time for him to hesitate.
"Pollard, swear with the Martial Arts Oath! I will hand over my saber and half of the saber soul to you. I hope you can kill the Blood Devil King." Ricky breathed deeply. He knew it was a risk but it was one that he needed to take.
"Ricky, I am honored by your trust. I will never break my oath!" Pollard said seriously.
He quickly made a Martial Arts Oath.
'I didn't expect that I would be forced to do this; however, for the sake of the creatures of the Justice Continent, I have no choice but to believe that Pollard will do as he said, ' Ricky thought to himself as he gave his saber to Pollard.
As he gave the saber to Pollard, he blinked when he was struck by what he thought was an illusion. He seemed to have a closer connection with the Justice Saber and the Justice Saber Soul. He thought that if he burst out the saber light, he could burst out a stronger power.
"Ricky, you..."
Soar called Ricky's attention when he saw what happened. He stopped when Ricky discretely shook his head.
As he stared at Ricky, Soar found himself awed by his sacrifice. He understood that between his strength and the lives of the creatures on the Justice Continent, Ricky had chosen to protect the creatures on the Justice Continent.
"Ha-ha, Justice Saber! Is this the saber which contains the Justice Saber Soul?" Once the saber was in his hands, Pollard started to laugh wildly.
When he saw that Ricky gave the saber to Pollard, the Blood Devil King's eyes widened in glee. It was as if Ricky had handed the saber to him and not to Pollard.
"It seems that you have chosen Pollard. You hope that he will kill me with the help of your saber soul." The Blood Devil King looked very happy. It was as if he had already won the battle.
The menacing glare on his face had transformed into a malicious grin.
"Why are you so happy? Aren't three-quarters of the saber soul's power enough to kill you?"
"The power of three-quarters of the saber soul is certainly capable of killing me. It's a pity that you are not the one with it." The Blood Devil King smiled wickedly.
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