Chapter 928 Not Able To Defend

"Ha-ha! I have been drifting away in the chaos for countless years. I can finally see the light of day again." A woman's voice echoed from the Evil Mandragora. The voice clinked like tiny bells that sounded pleasant but the undertone of darkness filled Ricky and his companions with dread.

Their faces wore different shades of terror and their legs were rooted on the spot. Fear clutched at them and made their hearts stutter and pulse quickly.

It was the worst thing that could happen—the Evil Mandragora was sentient with psychic intelligence.

The words indicated that it was aware of its existence although it had spent most of those years in slumber.

And now, the arrival of Ricky and his companions had awakened it completely.

Boom! The Evil Mandragora quickly changed and turned into a woman. Evil and darkness swirled around her like a terrifying cape. Her body and face were angelic but her eyes were murderous and bloodthirsty.

Her curvaceous body was covered with nothing but petals. Jet black hair fell past her shoulders, decorated by a single petal.

The blood vitality and the Holy Water energy rose from her body to be further transformed by the woman into real evil spirit.

As they watched, she stretched herself and yawned languidly. She gracefully turned towards Ricky and others, her tongue distracting as it wet her lips. She looked at them hungrily, attracted by their energy.

"Your blood vitality seems really rich. Cut your blood meridians for me."

She stalked towards them like a predator as she eyed them like delicious morsels of food. "In this way, you will die sooner without pain. If you don't...well, let's just say that you would probably wish you killed yourselves instead."

Ricky and his companions tensed and huddled closer. Nobody seemed ready to just give up. Instead, the fire of determination burned steadily in their hearts. They glanced at one another, their decision reflected in their eyes. They would rather die fighting than surrender to this monster.

A single ray of light shone upon their thoughts. They were in the Heavenly Void where it was impossible to exceed the strength of a demi-spiritual emperor. Thus, no matter how strong the Evil Mandragora seemed to be, there was no way that she was a demi-spiritual emperor.

With their lives on the line, Nestor shelved his grudges against Ricky. He moved closer to Ricky's back, prepared to defend his back and fight alongside him as brothers.

In an instant, the five of them had activated their full strength. They sprinted in separate directions and ro

defeat mocked at them as they stood by the doorsteps of death.

Soar was only lightly injured compared to the rest of them. His Three-Saber War God Armor had saved him but it was only a short reprieve. There was no doubt that once the Evil Mandragora found the Three-Saber War God Armor on his body, she would take it easily. There was no assurance he would survive that encounter either.

"Ricky, maybe you can use the Divine Manor," Tina reminded Ricky. "There is divine power in the Divine Manor. Since you own it, you should be able to use some of its divine power!"

"Yeah, it looks like I have no choice. I have to enter one of the zones," Ricky said to Tina. "But even if we enter the zone, we still don't know how to get out!"

While he was lost in thought, the Evil Mandragora was also preoccupied.

She clapped her hands and grew until she towered over everything. She let loose her insatiable lust for blood and attracted the blood all around her.

In a flash, the blood in the bodies of the five men seemed to come to life. It roiled and bubbled in its struggle to break out of their bodies.

Ricky and his companions shouted in pain. They felt like their blood was being pulled out from their bodies and their veins were being pulled apart. Tortured groans escaped their slack mouth.

"Ha-ha! Does it hurt?" The Evil Mandragora laughed delightedly in the face of their pain. She flicked a hand and they were reduced to pained groans and harsh breathing once again. "I told you I would make you feel something worse than death!"

Screams and groans echoed once again with a flick of her fingers. It was as if their blood was boiling and a thousand needles were pricking them from the inside.