The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1356

Ricky had no mercy to spare for the members of the devil race, and there was no way he would give them another chance. Thus, he readily confronted Ronan and used the skill of Resurrection.

Although Ronan was defeated, he was still the Purple Wild Devil tribe's beloved young master, and their tribe belonged to the eight most powerful tribes of the devil race. If Ricky didn't kill him, he would always sleep with one eye open.

And what happened next proved that Ricky had been right to be cautious.

"Do you think you can kill me? Hah! You are dreaming!"

Just as Ricky was about to attack him, Ronan suddenly cackled as if he had tricked his opponent.

Ricky eyed Ronan with a wary glance, and he immediately became more vigilant. His body stiffened with tension, like a coiled wire that could spring to action at any moment.

For some reason, his fight-or-flight instinct had activated, and every cell in his body pushed him to back off.

Ricky withdrew at once, listening to his instincts with no hesitation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as he jumped away, another unparalleled power burst out from Ronan's body. This exceptional power surpassed even Ronan's power from earlier when he was still in the Extreme Killing State.

Thankfully, Ricky didn't let his guard down. Otherwise, he would have received the full brunt of the attack. That would leave him with serious injuries if it didn't kill him outright.

He landed gently on the ground a few feet away, and from there, he identified the power Ronan had used.

It was the pure power of universe.

At this moment, half of Ronan's flesh and blood transformed into the flesh and blood of the creatures on the continent, and this was where the powerful force had originated from.

Specifically, he was wearing Adrian's flesh and blood.

"No way! How can you use the power of universe?"

thundered Ricky as killing intent emanated from him in waves.

It was a shame and a great disrespect to the creatures from the continent that the devil race used Adrian's flesh and blood. After all, the man had killed countless devils while he was still alive. He had championed against these very devils who were now using his flesh and blood!

'I need to retrieve Master Adrian's flesh and blood. He won't be truly at peace when the damnable devils are using him for their atrocious deeds!'

Ricky decided steadfastly in his mind.

"Aww, what's wrong? Are you angry that I can use the continent's power? And this isn't just anyone's power. This is your respected senior's, Adrian's flesh and blood!"

announced Ronan as he sneered at Ricky.

"I don't need to be angry since you will die soon anyway,"

came Ricky's reply. "I didn't think arrogant devils like you could use the continent's power, and you even have the audacity to use Master Adrian's power. What a bunch of shameless worms!

Do you admit now that the continent's power is stronger than your devilish power? That's the only reason you are using it. You know you can't defeat our strength, so you want to use it too."

Ronan's eyes burned with hatred.

"I don't care what you think. The winner will always have the last laugh and that will be me! I don't care what I have to do, but I will defeat you,"

he answered dismissively, glaring at Ricky viciously. "Now, I'm going to show you something more surprising. Are you ready for it?"

"Something more surprising, huh? Okay, I'm waiting. I hope this surprise is better than the last,"

scoffed Ricky as he eyed the other man with a frosty glare.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Adrian's flesh and blood, which encompassed Ronan's body, continuously released the power of universe. The energy gathered and slowly took shape, looking more and more humanoid in each passing second. Finally, the figure finished evolving. It appeared identical to Adrian's statue that Ricky saw at the center of the altar.

Strangely, Ricky felt like it was alive. If he didn't see where it came from, he would have thought this was the real deal.

And it seemed like he was right. Once the figure completed its form, it talked to Ricky in an utterly domineering tone. "You brat, why are you just standing there? I am Adrian's soul. Kneel!"

At the same time, Ricky felt an overbearing pressure that came from the ancient warrior, and it ruthlessly pushed him down to his knees.

His mind screamed at him to surrender at once and beg for his opponent's mercy. A real state of surrender called to his soul as if the real Adrian was really in front of him.