Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 930

The Evil Mandragora had finally revealed her true strength, and it was like seeing an ant fight against a starving mountain lion.

Ricky had an inkling earlier, but now, he was sure that the true realm of the Evil Mandragora was far higher than a demi-spiritual emperor. She was most probably a spiritual emperor suppressed by the Heavenly Void.

Soar, on the other hand, was cornered and left with no choice but to summon his Three-Saber War God Armor.

"Ricky! Everyone!" Soar cried out when he saw that Ricky and the other three men were bleeding under the suppression. He was only in a better state because of the strength of his armor.

"Oh my! Your armor is absolutely extraordinary!" said the Evil Mandragora in surprise. For the first time, her eyes sparkled with greed while she eyed Soar up and down.

She had an extraordinary insight, as she could clearly feel the power of the Three-Saber War God Armor.

With a playful smirk, she lifted a pale hand in front of her. She quickly condensed petals and attacked Soar with them, in a bid to gauge how powerful the armor was.

Boom! The petals of evil spirit flew at breakneck speed towards Soar, and they exploded upon contact with him. The shock waves the explosion emitted were so strong that they blew a powerful wind across them all.

Bang! Soar couldn't withstand the powerful wind, and he was blown away and rolled over and over like a bay of hale. However, the damage that the petals caused was blocked by the Three-Saber War God Armor. As he stood up again, it became clear that he had no injuries, except his wounded pride from the embarrassing fall.

"How excellent the armor is! It's filled with divine power!" exclaimed the Evil Mandragora gleefully. She was cackling like a witch now, obviously pleased with the result of her test which exposed how powerful the armor was. It also inadvertently revealed the hidden divine power it had.

Needless to say, the Evil Mandragora had probably guessed that the armor was at the divine level.

Her desire for the armor was so strong that she was barely disguising the greed. She had a crazed expression on her face, as she tracked Soar's every moment, and all the while, her eyes were trained solely on Soar's armor. It was as if she had forgotten about Ricky and his team.

Ricky crept carefully behind her, aware that she was not paying attention to them at that moment, and it was probably their last chance to help Soar escape. He stood up immediately, his face and body covered in blood.

"Jasper, Henry! Could you please lend me a hand? Soar's armor might help him escape," Ricky asked through his telepathy.

"Of course! It is better that one of us would escape, rather than we all die together," Jasper said with a smile.

"Thank you," said Ricky seriously, a morose smile on his face. "It's a pity that I don't have a chance to pay you back."

"Ha-ha. Don't worry about it, as you are like a brother to me. Anyway, we shall continue to be brothers in hell, shall we not?" replied Henry wetly, his lips reddened by blood from his injuries.

In the next moment, the three of them burst their remaining powers and launched their attacks towards the Evil Mandragora.

To their surprise, Nestor launched an attack alongside them.

"No need to be surprised! We are all going to die anyway. Why shouldn't I use my last strength for something useful?" Resignation and a pained grimace settled in Nestor's features. He continued, "I have nothing to lose if he escapes. Better still, he could build a tomb for me."

"Thank you!" nodded Ricky gratefully.

He would take anything he could get since any power they had could bring them one step closer to survival.

A resounding explosion shook the earth with its power.

The four men's attacks had successfully landed on the Evil Mandragora, and they were now suppressing her so she couldn't go after Soar.

"Soar, just go! Don't forget what I told you if you manage to escape," Ricky cried out to Soar without looking. His whole concentration was on the Evil Mandragora that could escape at any moment.