The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1368

The casting skills of the Short Devil tribe and the Short Human tribe were what all of the casting masters in the world yearned for.

Ricky was no exception. He couldn't act polite and refuse Claire's gift. He grabbed it from her and held it tightly in his hand.

"Thank you, Claire," Ricky told her.

"Thank you for saving my life!" Claire smiled. "Besides, I'm glad I could become friends with a genius like you. It might come in handy again one day."

"Ha-ha. Okay!" Ricky replied with a smile. "So what are you going to do next? Are you going to seek revenge on Xavier?"

"Of course not. We may want to cut him up into tiny pieces, but our strength is far below his," Peter said. "First, we will gain more points. When we have enough points, we'll take the time to focus on other things."

"If you guys are willing, I think we should continue destroying the devil race's strongholds together. It's the fastest way to gain points," Ricky offered.

"Yes! That's exactly what I was thinking!" Claire exclaimed, clapping her hands together in excitement.

"Ha! It looks like you've caught another girl's heart, Ricky!" Mordechai told him through telepathy, trying to hold back his laughter.

"When did you start resorting to gossiping, Mordechai?" Ricky replied with a sly smile.

To be honest, in the beginning, Ricky had regarded Claire as his friend. But ever since they got the inheritances of the king and the queen, despite the physical distance between them, there had been a trace of feelings between Ricky and Claire.

Ricky had to unwillingly give all of the credit for that to the king and the queen.

After some rest and recuperation, they continued hunting the devils by finding weak strongholds to destroy.

While they did that, Ricky also learned about the casting skills that were held in the black jade token.

Even though it was only a small part of the inherited casting skills of the Short Devil tribe, Ricky was impressed by its contents. He thought they were unfathomable.

"The Short Devil tribe's casting skills are unique. I've only learned some of them, but I'm already feeling an epiphany. Some of their casting skills are even better than the casting skills in my Chaos Manual," Ricky told the Dragon Intent Grass.

"As far as I know, some of the casting skills in my Chaos Manual should come from the casting skills of the Short Devil tribe.

If I can find the time, I can use the casting heritage in the black jade token and the Chaos Manual to reach the casting road of Sage Level soon."

"You should do that if you can. Legend says that the casting skills that belong to the Short Devil tribe and the Short Human tribe are inherited from heaven and earth. No other tribe in the world has ever reached the same level as them," the Dragon Intent Grass explained.

"A casting master at the Sage Level will no doubt be respected in our continent, but in the headquarters of the Short Devil tribe and the Short Human tribe, a Sage Level casting master would be viewed as a newcomer to weapon casting."

"The Short Human tribe? I hope I can find some spare time so I can go there. Imagine if I got their casting inheritance too," Ricky replied, feeling anticipation jolt through him.

"I wouldn't hope too much for that. They only share their casting skills with their own members," the Dragon Intent Grass told him.

"How will I know if I never try?" Ricky pointed out.

"Damn it! He came here himself!" Peter said in a low voice from the spot where he was resting.

Ricky and Mordechai wrinkled their noses. They could smell strong poison in the air.

"Is it Xavier?" Ricky asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes. the members of his clan, the Hu Clan, are the only living beings in the central and outer regions that could emit such strong poison smell," Peter confirmed in a whisper.