Born Almighty Warrior
Chapter 627 Martin’s Golden Eyes

"Damn! Damn! It's your damn golden body again!" Martin hissed and swore ferociously as he felt the strength of the second level of Ricky's Ultimate Golden Body. Martin was so enraged that his tightly closed eyes almost snapped open.

Moreover, greed boiled like a pit of lava in the depths of Martin's heart. After all, anybody would feel excited and greedy for such a powerful cultivation method.

Hiding inside the Mind Palace Model, Ricky's companions found themselves marveling at the power Ricky had displayed.

"Soar, what kind of cultivation method did Ricky use just now? It is extraordinary!" Terrence said, unable to keep either his excitement or his voice down.

None of them could have predicted this. When Ricky chose to fight to the death with Martin, they thought his life would be at great risk. Yet, with incredible aces up his sleeve, Ricky made a breakthrough and now seemed more powerful than the formidable Martin.

"It's called the Ultimate Golden Body with a total of nine levels of strength. The golden body grows by ten feet with an increase of one level of its strength. That's all I know about it. As for the cultivation method's grade, I have not asked Ricky yet," Soar said and shook his head.

Of course, he held more secrets about the cultivation method, including its origin, but he thought he'd better not tell them. It was supposed to be Ricky's own secret.

"When Ricky cultivates the last level of the Ultimate Golden Body, will his golden body grow to the height of ninety feet?" Terrence, Samson, and the rest of those hidden in the Mind Palace Model all had the same doubt. Considering what Soar told them, they felt it not hard to imagine how formidable Ricky would become.

Then, they stopped the discussion. Silence took over as, collectively, their eyes snapped towards the ongoing fight. With laser focus that left no room for banter or daydreaming, their eyes flitted between the two warriors. Breaths hitched, they found themselves silently rooting for Ricky's survival

"It seems that you are scared.” Inside the golden body at the height of twenty feet, Ricky's voice boomed down like rain from the clouds. "However, your fear is understandable. The moment I made up my mind to fight you and got out of my spiritual space tool, the result of our fight was determined."

"You're bragging about your power without feeling the slightest shame! Do you think I'm scared of your golden body?" Martin spat out the question with a scowl.

"Of course I do. Right now, I can feel your rage and real fear from your tone," Ricky said. "The power you activated is not your own.

Although you can mobilize the power inside the Ghost Corridor and the Resentment Corridor, your control over them is weak and limited. Otherwise, I should already be dead by now.

And this is the reason why you will lose to me."

"Ha-ha, ha-ha!" Ricky had expected that Martin would be more furious. Yet, he did not expect the peals of loud laughter that came from Martin's lips.

"What are you laughing at?" Ricky asked at once, his voice tinged with sudden nervousness. There was something wrong. A peculiar atmosphere seemed to settle over them.

From this peculiar atmosphere, he could feel an impending danger. A warning voice, that grew increasingly louder in his head, begged him to take notice of Martin's tightly closed eyes. He did, and he felt like he was staring down the barrel of a gun.

“What kind of power is hidden in his closed eyes? Why do I feel so uneasy about them again and again?’ Ricky thought as worry settled in his gut.

At that moment, Ricky found that he seemed to be unable to see through Martin.

To be exact, he felt that the creature in front of him was no longer the same Martin he knew as the young master of the Golden Leopard Valley.

"What am I laughing at?" Martin repeated coldly. "You keep on saying that this power is not my own. Yet, how much do you know about my true power?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Ricky said, his voice flat and steady. "It looks like you're very confident about the power in your eyes. Then, show me your eyes and let me feel their real power. No need to make a mystery of them. You're already very mysterious because of your ghostly appearance.”

"Since you've detected the uniqueness of my eyes, then you will die after you're attacked by their power," Martin said with a growl.

As Ricky had thought, Martin at that point was no longer the original Martin. It could be said that Martin had mingled with the consciousness of countless ghosts. They overwhelmed him, swallowing his whole spiritual sense and being.

The man in front of Ricky now was just a creature with a small part of Martin's old memory intact. If Ricky guessed right, Martin would be completely possessed by this new creature as time went by. As for what kind of creature Martin would be by then, Ricky didn't know.

The only certainty now was that Martin would gradually lose more of himself, the longer the creature inside his body stayed in control. That was probably why Martin could now feel the power of his own eyes.

Bang! Bang!

The moment Martin finished speaking, his momentum once again burst forth. The powerful force exploded like tidal waves reaching for the shore, each crashing against the earth with greater intensity than the last. Then, Martin's tightly closed eyes finally opened.

Buzz! Buzz!

When he opened his eyes, endless humming sounds reverberated around the area. The echo bounced off from every surface as though Martin's eyes brought a plague of locusts with them. Instead of insects though, the eyes brought with them light. Two wide beams of electric, golden light shot out from his eyes, blinding everything in their path. The first thing Ricky noticed was that the light was more intense than that of his own golden body.

To match, Martin's pupils transformed into a solid gold color.

Even at a distance, Ricky found himself drawn into the depths of those eyes as if they each contained a golden world within. His breath caught in his throat the moment they looked back at him. Instantly, he felt trapped in a world filled with endless golden killing power.

Even if Ricky practiced the massacring power, the kind of golden killing power in Martin's eyes made him feel afraid. The fear tugged at his strings like a puppeteer and he wanted to surrender involuntarily.

Boom! Boom! There was a scorching flame burning inside Martin's eyes and the heat of them far overwhelmed Ricky's Chaotic Fire Zone. Without any doubt, the flame was at the level of the sacred fire and peculiar fire.

"How...how is that possible?” A hush fell over Soar and the other people in the Mind Palace Model as they helplessly watched the power that flowed out from Martin's eyes.

"Sure enough, he didn't lose sight and there is a peculiar power hidden in his eyes. Through a single glance, I can feel that his golden eyes are quite extraordinary. By activating the power in his golden eyes, Martin seems to be stronger than a middle spiritual king now,” Samson said heavily as his mind struggled to process the scene.

"But, this is too weird and not realistic. Martin is surrounded by the power of ghost and resentment. The two different kinds of power can even be merged and turned into the dark power. How can his eyes produce the golden killing power and even be filled with the scorching flame?" Terrence said slowly, doubt tinging his every word. "The dark power and golden killing power are two totally different forces."

"Perhaps, it's the principle of thing developing in the opposite direction when they become extreme. Only in the environment of endless ghosts and resentment can such golden eyes be created,” Madeline said seriously as her forehead creased in worry.

"Ricky..." Soar murmured. His eyes wandered back to Ricky as worry gnawed at him.

All of Ricky's companions could feel the terrible strength contained within those golden eyes. Strong as they were, Terrence and Samson also held a deep concern for Ricky's safety.

But they also knew their concern was useless. The only thing they could do now was believe in Ricky and believe that he had the power to defeat Martin and his mysterious eyes.

"The golden killing eyes and the scorching flame at the level of the sacred fire! I never would have figured out that he hid such trump cards in those tightly closed eyes,” Ricky hissed as the shock in his mind gave way to annoyance.

Although Ricky knew he had to take things seriously, given how difficult the golden eyes were to deal with, he started to think of ways to grab that power for himself.

He felt intense and calculating greed for both the scorching flame and the golden eyes.

Golden eyes with the power of sacred fire would be a rare and extraordinary ability to have, even if they were not comparable with Kristen's Heaven Illuminating Eyes.

With that kind of power in his possession, Ricky could find more important and lucrative uses for it. If any other neutral party owned those eyes, Ricky wouldn't have cared. But since it was his long- term enemy, Martin, who held them, that was a different story. He cracked his knuckles and stretched his neck. A smirk appeared on his face as he stared his rival down. If the only way to steal those eyes was to completely defeat Martin, then he'd be happy to take up that challenge.