Born Almighty Warrior
Chapter 771 Meet The Nether Army Once Again

"It seems that Lynch will lose in the end. Have you decided how to launch an attack and whom to attack?” Tina asked Ricky.

"No, I haven't made a decision yet. I need to think about it more, but maybe their arrival will help me make a decision,” Ricky answered as he glanced at the distance as if he was looking for something,

"They? Is someone else coming here?" Tina asked, surprised. Only Meade, Lynch, and their company could be seen so she had not expected anyone else to arrive.

"Yes, they are coming. My old acquaintances—the Nether Army. I just have no idea which commander of theirs is coming,” Ricky answered. It would be safer to make his decision when all the players were revealed instead of that moment, where too many variables were left unanswered. "The Nether Army? They are the real trump card in Lynch's hand, right?" Tina asked curiously.

Their attention was pulled from their conversation when a loud noise was heard in the distance. Both their heads whipped towards the noise. Their eyes widened in amazement. Just as Ricky had said, more than a dozen black figures appeared in the sky. They were still some distance away but they were running at a high speed. More than a dozen members of the Nether Army arrived quickly and attacked together. They bought enough time for Lynch to dodge Meade's attack.

"The Nether Army!" When more than a dozen people appeared suddenly, ready to rescue Lynch, Meade's face tightened and his shoulders tensed. With narrowed eyes, he looked at Lynch, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Is this your real trump card?" Meade asked.

"Of course. I already told you, I don't look down on you. I knew that in order to defeat you, I had to be well-prepared or I would be killed. And I needed to make sure that you would not ruin our plans,” Lynch answered. It was obvious that he was still recovering from his injuries but he sounded more confident now that his rescue had come.

The arrival of the Nether Army relieved him. His eyes no longer looked overcast. He had foreseen that he would be defeated by Meade if they would not arrive on time.

'lt seems that I have spent too much time on casting for the past years. I have to spend all my time to improve my martial arts before the battle for the Sense of Realm, * Lynch thought to himself as he realized his weakness.

"It seems that the old man has reached an agreement with the Nether Army," Meade said.

"You guessed it right. But unfortunately, you will die very soon. Whatever you know will be buried here, together with you," Lynch proclaimed confidently. Now that his reinforcements had come, there was no doubt that Meade would be defeated.

"I don't think so. They are just members of the Nether Army. To put it bluntly, they are nobodies, just like ants. My plans may have deviated a bit so it will take more time to succeed, but the results won't change.” Despite the overwhelming odds in terms of quantity, Meade still sounded calm and self-assured.

His strength further increased. Apparently, he was about to launch an attack again.

"You are totally wrong if you think only the ordinary members of the Nether Army have come. After all, you're the most talented disciple of the Casting Center, so how can I miss this chance?" a voice suddenly sounded from within the army. Meade whirled around as his eyes searched the army for the speaker.

A black figure walked over enough so that Lynch was able to recognize him.

"Sam! The third commander of the Nether Army!" Meade exclaimed. His face grew even more somber when he saw the familiar young man in black.

"That is the third commander of the Nether Army?" Ricky murmured as he stood hidden in the Massacring Zone. He hated the commanders of the Nether Army because each of them had killed several dozens of disciples of the Oriental College.

"Those three commanders of the Nether Army were killed by me and Henry in the land of legacy. I wonder if a new commander has already been appointed,” Ricky said.

"Ricky, this so-called Sam looks very strong. I don't think Meade will be able to defeat him," Tina whispered to Ricky in concern.

"That's exactly what I want to happen, Tina."

Ricky was pretty excited to see what would happen with all these strong warriors in front of him. "Lynch, I think you have realized in the battle that you should work hard and focus on cultivating martial arts, right?" Sam asked Lynch with a smile.

"You're right. I did realize that. Now, can you please deal with him for me? Thank you very much, Sam!" Lynch answered.

"Haha, you don't need to thank me for that. Besides, hunting geniuses is my favorite thing. As a matter of fact, I killed several disciples from the Oriental College on my way here,” Sam said with a laugh, his enjoyment obvious.

He licked his scarlet tongue as he looked at Meade menacingly. He couldn't wait to take care of him.

Crack! Ricky clenched his fists tight when he heard what Sam said. He exerted so much strength that his nails made moon-shaped marks on his palms and the joints on his fingers cracked.

As a disciple of the Oriental College, he could not help but feel angry when he heard that other disciples were slaughtered.

"Looks like I have to kill him today," Ricky muttered. His eyes glinted determinedly. He would do this for those who died.

"Are you going to help Meade?" Tina asked. Her brows scrunched up in concern when she saw how upset Ricky was.

"He hates Sellers much more than Sherman does. And you have seen that he is not a simple man. Saving him is like leaving a time bomb to Sellers,” Ricky explained.

"Besides, I like his plan very much.”

On the battlefield, Sam and Meade were at a stalemate.

"I don't think you can kill me!" Meade said coolly when he looked at Sam. He stared unflinchingly into his sinister eyes.

"I have never failed to kill anyone I want to kill. How could you be an exception?” Sam sneered arrogantly at Meade.

Bang! The momentum from his body burst out suddenly. It was almost the peak combat power of a second-class upper spiritual king. The Ultimate Domain spread out fast and dashed toward Meade. When he felt Sam's power, Meade's shoulders tensed even more as if he finally realized the gravity of the situation he was in.

He thought it was better to attack first and took the initiative. It would make his opponent focus on defense which would lessen the attacks sent to him.

The Wind Enlightenment began to surge in Meade's body, and he used the Mutant-producing Palm again. Instantly, the space behind him expanded until he condensed two palms.

The two palms merged, and with it was a powerful momentum that struck Sam head-on.

"Humph!" Sam snorted condescendingly as he stood as if he was showing that the attack had no effect at all. He stretched out his hands, and a huge shield was formed immediately.

The next moment, a loud cacophony echoed loudly across the land.

The two palms fell directly on the shield, which made a huge crack. The whole space exploded while Sam's evil spirit was destroyed as well.

Everyone thought that the fight would be a well-matched one, but it seemed that they were wrong. A sharp thorn condensed by the Sam's enlightening power shot out from the explosion.

Two holes appeared on Meade's two palms as they were stabbed by the sharp thorn. Before he could resist the sharp thorn and dodge the blow, Sam stepped out from the dispersing palms. His leg was surrounded by the evil spirit, and it swept like a whip towards Meade's shoulder.

Puffl Meade spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was slammed toward the mountain, just like a meteorite.

As a result, the mountain broke into pieces. Dust billowed and spread throughout the whole place. "That kick was for the sake of Lynch, so I didn't exert too much strength. The next attack I will give you will be for my own. You should be prepared to go to hell,” Sam threatened Meade. The latter coughed as he tried to stand up.

Sam focused intensely at Meade as he readied himself to launch an attack, one that would end this battle.

"I think it's your turn," Tina said to Ricky. She was puzzled when he had not moved from his place despite his earlier words.

"Don't worry. Let's wait and see. If Meade can't even withstand a real attack from Sam, I don't need to give him a hand. After all, a man with that poor strength doesn't deserve my help,” Ricky murmured.