The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1347

"I'm not alone now. I have my brothers and friends," said Ricky.

"Brothers and friends? You think the people behind you are your friends? They are courting death. Do you want to choose the hard way?" one of the strangers asked. Ricky's refusal and resistance infuriated the five young men.

"Leave this fight to me!" Mordechai said fiercely.

Mordechai and the others had no idea that Ricky was alright and his meridians were not really broken. They had assumed that he was hurt so they would not let him fight easily. Ricky didn't plan on correcting them anytime soon. This way, his injuries would be more believable.

"Thank you very much, Mordechai!" Ricky replied, smiling slightly.

Truth was, Ricky and his group weren't paying the five men much heed because their auras told them that their strength was on par with that of the devil race's previous leader they met not long ago.

"Dogs! If you can take the force of my punches, I will help you let Ricky hand over the inheritance of Paul," Mordechai sneered, rising into the air, his momentum sweeping over the five men.

Sarcasm rang loud and clear in his laughter.

But his meaning was clear. He knew that none of the five men could withstand his attacks.

The men in black were ruffled, their faces darkening at Mordechai's words. Before long, their killing intents glinted in their eyes.

They didn't understand how Mordechai had the courage and confidence to laugh at them.

"Go to hell!"

As the command echoed around them, the place became shrouded in an endless killing aura.

And with a deafening roar, the five young men turned into their beast form. The Two-headed Hyena!

The hyena was a huge dog-like creature with two heads, and exuded a dark, rotten power

that was visible across its body.

Many parts of the body had a lot of naturally-occurring rotten flesh and blood that weren't injuries.

Instead, they were filled with ancient, evil runes, which were obviously the source of its mantra power.

The Two-headed Hyena used this power in the fight and the psychic power for tracking.

"Mantra Omnipotent Skill! Curse Chain!"

the five Two-headed Hyenas roared simultaneously, the rotten parts of their bodies releasing dark runes in tandem that merged together and transformed into dark chains.

These chains were filled with three kinds of power: mantra power, dark power, and rotten power.

The five Curse Chains united to form a prison, pressing down on Mordechai. They were confident that this prison could, with the force of the mantra power, contain him, making him look like a lamb waiting for slaughter.

But Mordechai wasn't about to give them a chance.

These Two-headed Hyenas were nowhere as strong as him, but that didn't mean he could underestimate their powers.

The energy of ruin rose up, yellow and white bones extending menacingly like sharp blades from Mordechai's body towards the curse chains.

"Bone Omnipotent Skill—Bone Blade Forest!"

Bang! Bang!

The bones collided with the chains, the clanging of metal against metal ringing through the air. They scattered in the resultant air wave, the broken chains also melting into nothingness.