Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 913

Jasper smirked at the two killers from across the field. Yes, they were powerful, but they were wrong to underestimate Jasper. They had no idea about the ultimate trump card up the peerless genius's sleeve.

They had confidence in themselves, but they might not be powerful enough to fight against the Eight Diagrams. Jasper began summoning his ultimate power.

"He's gathering the power of the Eight Diagrams! The Eight-Diagram Enlightenment contains the power of heaven and earth," the two killers said seriously.

"Your Blood Killing Sword and your Shadowy Replication are really impressive, which makes you a little hard to deal with, but I like the challenge. I fight better in difficult situations, and I always win," Jasper said, willing the power of the Eight Diagrams to surround him.

There was nothing that could stop him now.

In a heartbeat, all of Jasper's body transformed into the shape of the Eight Diagrams, its power filling his blood and bones with such dangerously raw energy that his knees threatened to buckle. He was heaven and earth now.

There was no doubt that Jasper had activated the Eight-Diagram Mutant.

"Eight-Diagram Mutant!" Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4 could only stare in mixed fear and awe.

If they had the chance to choose what to do, they would run away instantly, but that was not an option now.

They had no other choice but to fight. And they had secretly asked for the help of the reinforcements.

Boom! Standing their ground, the two killers broke out their power of blood killing, releasing their respective mutants.

Their mutants were of killing and blood.

The body of Killer No. 4 ran completely black in blood, summoning the Black Killing Blood Mutant.

The body of Killer No. 3 turned scarlet as if he had crawled out of hell. It was the Bloody Killing Blood Mutant.

There were many kinds of blood-related mutants. They differed in blood shade and evolved into various enlightenment powers.

The Black Killing Blood Mutant was the dark power. It was the combination of blood and darkness. The Bloody Killing Blood Mutant was the purest bloody power. Although it was just one kind of power, its destructive potential was comparable with all the other powers.

The field ran crimson with the two killers' mutants' presence. Only Jasper's area remained bloodless.

"The Black Killing Blood Mutant and the Bloody Killing Blood Mutant. Impressive! No wonder you two are high ranking among the killers," Jasper praised.

"Let's see how powerful your Eight-Diagram Mutant is, peerless genius," Killer No.4 challenged. With that, the two killers raised their swords and rushed to Jasper.

They broke out their most powerful attack at the first opportunity.

"Dark Blood Sword!" Killer No. 4 slashed his sword through the air toward Jasper, creating a wave of sparkling dark energy. It was like watching a tsunami of darkness and starlight about to crash on shore.

It was the power of blood and darkness.

"Bloody Sword!" Killer No. 3 also slashed his sword toward Jasper, and a raging river of blood flowed out.

Then, a bloody sword shot out from the bloody river and flew across the field, aiming for Jasper's heart.

The two strikes rushed toward Jasper from two directions.

Jasper braced himself for the impact.

"Eight-Diagram Mutant!"

In an instant, the Eight-Diagram Compass peeled itself from where Jasper was standing and flew toward the escaping killers. The compass fell upon them like a glowing net, pinning them to the ground.

"Using the replication of blood and flesh to run from a fight? That's pathetic. It seems that you're not living up to the killers' names. I thought you would fight to the death," Jasper said mockingly as the six figures struggled against the seal.

He could not help feeling disgusted by Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4.

If they had fought using the replication of blood and flesh, they could have won. Unfortunately, they chose to escape. Jasper loathed deserters.

He pressed all six of them down further with the power of the Eight Diagrams. Small Eight Diagrams instantly integrated into the six bodies. They writhed against the force. In a heartbeat, the four replicas disappeared, leaving Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4 helpless.

Fear was the only thing left in their eyes.

Of course, as killers, they would die before begging their enemies for mercy.

"I wonder if I should kill you now or take my time with you," Jasper said quietly. He then turned part of the seal into blades aimed toward Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4. The two killers struggled to break free.

Tormenting highly trained and high-ranking assassins would make a great story, and it would boost Jasper's reputation to new heights. Jasper left the blades floating in midair and watched the terror curdle in the killers' eyes as he contemplated killing them. But suddenly he retreated quickly without any hesitation.

Swish!

A bloody sword shot out of nowhere toward Jasper's head. He stepped out of the way in time, the sword missing his head by a few inches.

Jasper frantically scanned the field for his attacker.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.