Chapter 1238 No Way Out
Chapter 1238 No Way Out
But at this moment, the newborn Devil Flood Dragon possessed a clear and open mind. Because he
acquired the original two Devil Flood Dragons' memories, this led to the promotion of his grade and
power.
More and more black scales appeared on his humongous body, withstanding Ricky's forceful attack.
Ricky's mysterious axe could produce very strong chromatic energy that had the ability to destroy the
evil spirit. However, the Devil Flood Dragon kept on releasing evil spirit faster than the release of
chromatic energy of Ricky's axe.
As a result, Ricky was immediately thrown away by the evil spirit. In an instant, he was pushed away
for hundreds of meters before he could even regain his balance and stability.
"Ah! Fuck! I was almost there! Now, all our efforts are in vain! I should have attacked sooner," Ricky
said in a frustrated tone, a dismal expression on his face.
"Oh, for crying out loud! Stop complaining and just run as far as you could!" the Dragon Intent Grass
advised. "You have no chance against him now."
"All hail our lord! All hail our lord!" all the other Devil Flood Dragons shouted excitedly as they looked at
their newborn Devil Flood Dragon. Impressed by his power and strength, the other Devil Flood Dragons
praised and recognized their new leader.
As the creatures of the Devil Flood Dragon tribe were overwhelmed with joy and excitement, Hayes
and Mordechai, as well as the people of the Desolate Sorcery tribe, were filled with misery.
For several times, they creatures of the Desolate Sorcery tribe had thought that they could finally win
the fight. But somehow, it was just too depressing that each time they hoped, they ended up on the
losing end. Surely, they had the strength and the power, but they could not accept with their hearts the
outcome of this battle.
"Without a doubt, God is out to destroy our tribe!" Mordechai's father roared in despair, unwilling to
accept defeat.
At that moment, everyone mourned their loss, creating a sad and melancholic vibe to cover the entire
city.
"And you even dreamt of annihilating our tribe, you low-life humans!" the newborn Devil Flood Dragon
coiling in the sky said disdainfully.
He had certainly become a full individual capable of having his own mind and memories.
"But really, if there's anyone to thank here, it is you. If you hadn't come here in the first place, then I
wouldn't have been born into this world.
Perhaps, I owe you one for that. And so to return the favor, I've decided to eat you alive," the newborn
Devil Flood Dragon threatened.
"Fuck off, you bastard!" Ricky replied furiously.
After finishing his statement, he wasted no time and immediately activated the Shadowy Replication.
In the blink of an eye, Ricky created a hundred shadowy replicas of himself.
On the other hand, the newborn Devil Flood Dragon only let out a teasing laugh after seeing Ricky's NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
shadowy replicas. He didn't think that this mere human being in front of him could defeat him with a
little shadowy trick.
Without saying a word, he flew towards Ricky's real body at full speed.
"Humph! You really want to kill me, huh? What are you waiting for? Come and get me," Ricky taunted.
Soon after, he activated the Space-shrinking Pace and set it to its maximum as he flew away.
"Oh, what is this? Are you flying away to avoid me? Or is this some kind of a distraction?" the newborn
Devil Flood Dragon said coldly.
Afterwards, he opened his mouth, and a black alms bowl flew out of it. It began to continuously grow
larger until it was huge enough to cover the entire place.
"Share the pure evil spirit with our people," the newborn Devil Flood Dragon commanded the alms
bowl.
"Yes, master," a voice echoed from inside the gigantic bowl.
Following its master's wishes, the bowl started to release thick columns of evil spirit that later on
entered the bodies of all the Devil Flood Dragons scattered on the ground.
After receiving the evil spirit, the strength of the Devil Flood Dragons shot up and they became stronger
than ever. In fact, they had gotten so strong that their momentum was higher than that of the creatures
from the Desolate Sorcery tribe.
"Go ahead and do whatever you want with your new power," the newborn Devil Flood Dragon said.
"But I expect every living thing to be destroyed except for you. You know what to do."
Feeling the tremendous increase in their powers, all the Devil Flood Dragons were thrilled. "Ha-ha!
Your wish is our command, sir!" the devils replied in high spirits.
Meanwhile, the newborn Devil Flood Dragon continued his pursuit and chased Ricky. At that moment,
the Devil Flood Dragon felt immense hate for Ricky that it was nothing compared to the hate he felt for
the Desolate Sorcery tribe. As a result, he wanted to tear Ricky to shreds himself.
It was said that the power of any Omnipotent Skill was based on the warrior's cultivation level and
strength. Despite the brilliance of Ricky's Space-shrinking Pace, it could still not be denied that the
newborn Devil Flood Dragon was just way too powerful.
Hence, in just a matter of minutes, the newborn Devil Flood Dragon was able to catch up with him.
Covered in a thick layer of evil spirit, the newborn Devil Flood Dragon extended his claws in an attempt
to attack Ricky. Ricky, on the other hand, felt that his opponent's strike was far more powerful than the
first one. He knew that this kind of attack might be the one that would take his life, so he realized it in
his heart that he had to do everything to save himself from being killed.
Without thinking twice, Ricky activated the Ultimate Golden Body and managed to wrap his golden
body with the Five-element Flag, giving him a strong and solid defense.
However, his efforts proved to be useless this time. Instantly, Ricky was hit. Falling on the yellow sand
on the ground with a loud thud, his golden body breaking into two parts.
With one single blow, the newborn Devil Flood Dragon managed to beat him and send him to his doom.
Ricky coughed up a mouthful of blood as he struggled to get up. His eyes flashed a troubled look as he
was very dissatisfied with the outcome.
"Well done... loser. I'm surprised that you can even take a strike from me. But it's time to end all this. I'll
send you to meet your dead ancestors," the newborn Devil Flood Dragon said savagely.
"It's such a shame that I can't bring you down. But don't think you can lay a hand on me and the people
from the Desolate Sorcery tribe," Ricky threatened. "If you think that I draw you away to let the people
from the Desolate Sorcery tribe kill your men, then you are mistaken."
"For the time being, I will let you occupy this Sealed Land. But mark my words. I will come for you and
seek my revenge sooner or later."
As soon as he finished his sentence, he immediately entered the Devourer Zone and vanished.
Meanwhile, in the Devourer Zone, he deactivated the Shadowy Replication. In an instant, his shadowy
replicas disappeared. Soon after, Hayes, Ashley, and all the people from the Desolate Sorcery tribe
showed up in front of him.
In fact, the real reason why Ricky had distracted the newborn Devil Flood Dragon with himself was to
buy his shadowy replicas some time to put everyone into the Devourer Zone.
"Everyone, are you all right? Did anyone get hurt?" Ricky asked as he glanced at the crowd, who had
surprised looks on their faces.
After a while, Hayes slowly came back to his senses. "Ricky, where are we now?" he asked.
‘Definitely, this is not Ricky's Small World. Otherwise, that newborn Devil Flood Dragon would have
already let himself in. After all, he could do that because he is far better than Ricky in terms of
cultivation level and power,' Hayes wondered as he looked at his surroundings.
"Everyone, if you are wondering where we are, we are inside my supreme weapon. I had to bring you
here because I am not strong enough to beat him. Not to worry, because my supreme weapon will
bring us back to the continent through that rift.
It is nothing but a broken space tool. That's why I can't use it against the newborn Devil Flood Dragon,"
Ricky replied.
"I can't believe it! We are in a supreme weapon now!" Surely, everyone did not expect that Ricky would
bring them here for safety. In fact, they even felt jealous of him because he had such a treasure.
It was said that only the powerful forces were able to acquire supreme weapons. With that being said,
everyone thought that Ricky was really special and lucky to even get this kind of weapon.
Everyone believed what Ricky said. After all, there was no other reasonable explanation for how they
got in there in the first place.
Initially, Ricky wanted to keep it a secret from everyone that he had the Devourer Zone. But at that
time, he had no other choice but to show it to them. All the people of the Desolate Sorcery tribe would
have been killed if he did not utilize this supreme weapon.
Lucky for him, they bought his story and believed that it was a supreme weapon.
Not long after, Ricky controlled the Devourer Zone to steer and make its way towards the rift.
However, Ricky made a huge mistake by underestimating the capabilities of the newborn Devil Flood
Dragon.
As soon as they were close enough to see their destination, they had a glimpse of the newborn Devil
Flood Dragon and numerous other spiritual emperors from the Devil Flood Dragon tribe waiting by the
rift, as if they were guarding it. There, they could clearly see how these devils worked the alms bowl as
it emitted blinding light that shrouded the entire rift.
Ricky frowned at this as he could no longer steer the Devourer Zone to approach the rift.
Now, Ricky and his companions had no way out.
"Everyone, may I have your attention please. As it turns out, we have to stay in the supreme weapon
for a while," Ricky said in a frustrated voice. "Mordechai and I will have to cultivate for some time. And
after that, we will get out and fight that Devil Flood Dragon again."
Hearing this, Mordechai's father and several old men present could not help but sigh in dismay.
Somehow, they looked as if they wanted to say something to Ricky.
"What's up, sirs? Did you want to tell me something?" Ricky asked in a low and dismal voice.