The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1236

Crack! Crack!

When the blood essence spurted out from the middle of Mordechai's eyebrows, cracks began to appear on the distorted ground.

In an instant, countless cracks gathered, and his blood essence seeped into the bottomless abyss.

Immediately after, a loud sound rang out from the bottom of the abyss. It was as if hundreds of thousands of soldiers were climbing up the abyss.

A giant, yellow sand shadow suddenly appeared.

It turned out that Mordechai had summoned it using his blood essence.

This was his best shot.

Mordechai merged with the giant shadow, and countless bones began to stick out from his body. They came toward the Devil Flood Dragon.

"I will form the sea to take care of you," the Devil Flood Dragon shouted.

He was already at a disadvantage. Seeing that Mordechai had launched his most powerful attack, he wasted no time and decided to go all out. He revealed his beast form and performed his most powerful skill.

The evil spirit gushed out from his body and formed the sea. The waves engulfed the space, and the vast sea covered everything. The Devil Flood Dragon rode on a tall wave, coming to fight Mordechai head-on.

In the next second, they collided with each other.

Endless shockwaves were created, engulfing them.

After a long time, the waves dissipated. All the people watched the battlefield nervously. They saw a golden body and a figure with bones suddenly rise up from the wreckage, standing tall. They were none other than Ricky and Mordechai.

On the other hand, the two Devil Flood Dragons found themselves in an embarrassing situation. Their aura was shaky and unstable, and it was obvious that they were weakened.

There was no doubt that Ricky and Mordechai had defeated the two Devil Flood Dragons.

All they needed to do was to end the two Devil Flood Dragons' lives for good.

Seeing that their enemies lost, the warriors of the Desolate Sorcery tribe cheered up.

Their fighting spirit soared. However, the morale of the creatures from the Devil Flood Dragon tribe dwindled. They began to get nervous.

The warriors of the Desolate Sorcery tribe had the upper hand.

"Listen up! You will never invade the continent. We will kill all of you if you dare set foot in our territory," Ricky declared, emphasizing every syllable. He glared at the two Devil Flood Dragons.

"Ricky, there is no need to waste time on them. Let's send them to meet their maker in hell!" Mordechai said, eager to bring his enemies down.

His expression showed his strong killing intent.

The two Devil Flood Dragons were frightened. They knew their time had come.

"You got it!" Ricky responded, nodding.

Although he didn't want Mordechai to be so ruthless, he knew it was difficult to change him. After all, it was the nature of the creatures from the Desolate Sorcery tribe to be cruel. It was who Mordechai was.

"Do you think you can take our lives, you low-born humans? You are dreaming!" the two Devil Flood Dragons shouted at the same time. Their faces were twisted into a fierce expression, and a ferocious look had appeared in their eyes. It seemed that they had come to some sort of decision.

The next moment, the two let out a loud growl.

Then, they soared into the Heavenly Void above the land together.

"Come on! We will become one!" the two bellowed.

Their huge bodies merged with each other and formed a bigger Devil Flood Dragon. The power that the newborn Devil Flood Dragon released shocked both Ricky and Mordechai.

"Their combination is more advanced than that I've ever seen," Ricky said in a low voice.