"They didn't die together, did they? It looks like they still draw breath," some warriors remarked as they
squinted their eyes. They had better eyesight than most and could see through the dust and distance.
"I don't think so. But even if they survived, they are both badly hurt!"
"Yes, Ricky and Chad have locked onto each other's soul. One single moment of weakness from either
of them and the battle will be decided," another one said. "It's such a pity that Ricky is going to die."
The warriors in the audience, especially people like Mordechai were heavily worried.
Lloyd and the others were in the same mood as the members of the Zang Clan.
'This guy has completely refined the Five-element Flag. I hope it can protect him!' All they could do at
the moment was pray in their hearts and hope they were heard.
The saints seemed excited, though.
They knew that Chad was going to die soon.
The man posed a great threat to them and they didn't care whether Ricky survived or not. As far as
they were concerned, Ricky's life for Chad's death was a reasonable bargain.
Perhaps they did feel a slight pity for the former.
But what saddened them more was the fact that if the two opponents died, no one would bring Paul's
inheritance out of that Combat Space and ultimately none of them could get their hands on it.
"If Ricky and Chad both die in this battle, Paul should choose Mike. And I think it will. I don't think he
would want to wait for another two hundred years." A few saints began discussing telepathically.
"Maybe that's what will happen. Let's wait and see."
"I didn't expect you to carry a real sacred weapon.
If it weren't for that darned thing protecting your heart and meridian, you would be a corpse by now,"
Chad roared unwillingly.
The sacred weapon Chad was talking about was nothing but the Five-element Flag.
"Humph!" Ricky snorted coldly. "What's so different about you? If you weren't protecting yourself with a
sacred weapon as well, would you even dare fight me?"
With the Golden Spirit Eyes, Ricky could see Chad's black blood spear, which was a sacred weapon
too.
To be honest, if the man hadn't used that, Ricky himself wouldn't have used the Five-element Flag
either.
He had only realized that Chad was going to use a sacred weapon to protect himself at the very last
moment.
If he hadn't used his own trump card, he would have died. And naturally, Ricky did not want that.
Luckily, Chad hadn't expected Ricky to carry a sacred weapon of his own.
Maybe it wasn't as strong as the black blood spear, but it was enough to protect Ricky's heart and
meridian.
The two of them were now locked in a stalemate and could either die together or forfeit the battle
together. This was because both of their powers had locked onto the opponent's soul.
As soon as they exerted that power, their opponent's soul would be completely destroyed and the
opponent would die instantly.
"Let's make a deal. We don't want to die, so let's give up control of each other's soul simultaneously,"
Chad finally proposed unwillingly.
"I really don't want to die, but what makes you think I would believe you? And why would you trust
me?" Ricky sneered.
"You mean you really are willing to die with me?" Chad asked coldly upon hearing the decisive tone
Ricky had used.
"Your mutant is even more threatening to this continent than the devils themselves. I may not be a
hero, and I may not even be the strongest man here, but I do know something about justice," Ricky
replied with a smile.
"I think it's worth it if I give up my life so yours can end.
And, if you want to take my life, you must be prepared to give up your own."
Ricky controlled his powers and began destroying Chad's soul.
"Are you crazy?" Chad roared.
He couldn't believe that Ricky would deliberately give up his life.
However, this was no time for fear or hesitation. With the last ounce of strength he had, he chose to
destroy Ricky's soul as well.
Puff!
There was a soft explosion and the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously. Then, with
a dull thud, the two warriors fell.
Chad had died. All his confidence and power had amounted to nothing.
Ricky was dead, too.
The audience were shocked.
Mordechai, Ashley, and the saints including Lloyd felt nothing but heartbroken. They had no idea what
to do now.
"The Dark Land Blood Mutant was just meh... I don't know why they thought it to be extremely evil.
Chad died just like that," a few of the saints remarked faintly. They were truly relieved.
As saints, they knew the dire consequences of such an evil mutant once it grew extremely powerful.
Some of them also felt sorry for Ricky. "It's a pity that Ricky was killed as well."
However, most people were relieved that Chad was dead and considered Ricky's death to be a worthy
sacrifice.
"Ricky, why? Why did you waste your life like this? A Dark Land Blood Mutant is not worth dying for!"
the Dragon Intent Grass roared painfully to Ricky's last present mind.
It never could have imagined that Ricky would choose to die with Chad.
"Even though you want to be a hero, you should have waited until you became extremely powerful!"
The Dragon Intent Grass was clearly furious and in pain. However, all of a sudden, something
unexpected happened.
"Ha-ha!" Ricky laughed happily, albeit quite weakly.
"You are still laughing!" The Dragon Intent Grass felt helpless when it heard that Ricky was still
laughing. Suddenly, it had no idea who Ricky was anymore.
"I guess you are really worried about me. With that in mind, even if I really die, I won't have any
regrets!" Ricky smiled.
"No regrets even if you die..." the Dragon Intent Grass repeated subconsciously.
But it stopped mid-way. What did Ricky mean by "even if he really died"?
"Do you... Do you mean to say that you aren't going to die?" the grass asked anxiously.
"Ha-ha, of course I am not going to die. Everyone wants to be a hero, but I'm not such a great man. I
had no intentions of dying with Chad," Ricky replied.
"Then you..." The Dragon Intent Grass had no idea what to say. It was confused and couldn't
understand what was going on.
Something truly surreal was happening.
"Dragon Intent Grass, let me show you the real power of my Time Zone," Ricky said seriously, though
his voice was getting feebler by the minute.
With the last ounce of strength and will he had left, Ricky turned into the Time Mutant.
Time runes emerged and began to encircle his entire body.
"Omnipotent Skill—Travel Back Through Time!"
Ricky roared with his mind, and his Time Mutant started to morph. Ripples appeared and began to
revolve around him. They were formed out of time power.
They seemed to be coming out of nowhere and were resonating with the time power already present in
the Combat Space. The ripples then entered Ricky's body.
Immediately, his soul began to recover, and the wounds on his body started to heal.
It took about a quarter of an hour, but Ricky finally recovered completely, and started floating in mid-air,
fully unharmed.
His momentum, strength, and blood vitality were at their peaks, It was as if he had never experienced a
battle at all.
A few steps away from him lay Chad's corpse, dead as a doorknob.
This scene shocked the Dragon Intent Grass to a great extent.
Not only it, but the audiences were also incredibly shocked as well. Ricky had just risen from the
dead!
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