Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 925

Silence reigned on the battlefield as shock settled over them. Nobody moved nor made a sound.

All of a sudden, the silence shattered like glass as Jasper's booming laughter sounded. "Ha-ha! Ricky, you defeated Killer No. 1 so quickly. With your talent, we will surely win this battle."

"We must win this battle!" Ricky said seriously. He shifted his eyes to Alden, who was their strongest enemy now that Killer No. 1 had been defeated. Once they killed Alden, they would win the battle.

Ricky burned with eagerness. He would win this battle not only to survive but also to get the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum.

Meanwhile, Alden felt a shiver run through him under Ricky's intense gaze. If he had any doubt about Ricky's strength, it was wiped clean by his quick victory over Killer No. 1.

Although Alden was confident in his abilities, he could not help the dread that sank into his stomach like lead. With Jasper and Ricky as his enemies, there was a great chance that this would be his last battle.

"Alden, do us both a favor and just kill yourself!" Jasper said coldly when he saw the muted expression on Alden's face.

He had originally planned to use the mysterious power evolved from the Eight Diagrams, but when Ricky took the lead and broke the deadlock, he figured that there was no need to use his trump card. If he used it prematurely, it could bring bad luck and could even reduce his life span.

"How impertinent! Do you think you two can defeat me?" Alden could not help but exclaim scornfully. He would not keep quiet when insulted even if Ricky was extremely powerful.

"Yes, I do. There is no way that you can win against us," Jasper replied coldly.

At this time, it seemed that the time for words had ended. Jasper and Ricky looked at each other and fluidly burst out their attacks. They rushed to Alden, one from the left and the other from the right. They coordinated every movement with refined ease. It was as if they were dancing, a graceful and deadly dance.

In turn, Alden gathered his most powerful skills and readily met Ricky's and Jasper's attacks separately.

The three of them exchanged attacks swiftly, their strength almost at the same level. However, no matter how fast Alden moved, he was at a disadvantage with two enemies.

It was inevitable when Alden lost focus for a moment and an attack slipped by his defenses. A blow hit him in the chest and took his breath away.

Like wolves who sensed their prey's weakness, Ricky and Jasper bombarded him even worse. They took Alden's lack of defense as an invitation and stepped up their assault.

"Damn it!" Alden roared weakly as blood spurted from his mouth. His senses had started to deteriorate but the metallic taste of blood stood out harshly against everything else. His head thudded in time with his heart.

"Alden, you know that whoever wins first in a battle will win the battle in the end. Even if you get up now, we will still beat you in the end," Ricky said confidently.

Ricky's words were like salt to each of Alden's wounds. He glared at him fiercely and bared his sharp teeth.

"Really? How could I lose?" Alden shifted his eyes to Barr, the second strongest warrior of the Nether Manor.

Barr met his eyes with a knowing stare. With a gesture of their hands, they turned into two lumps of evil spirit in an instant.

Their evil spirit merged together but divided just as fast. It formed two monstrous bodies with a ferocious head and four pitch-black arms. Strength and malice emanated from what looked like devil bodies.

"Nether Disintegration?" Ricky mumbled in surprise. He had seen this skill when he fought against Landon, the sixth strongest warrior of the Nether Manor.

"We have to be careful. Their evil spirit seems to have increased their strength by thirty-five percent," Jasper whispered to Ricky.