Chapter 942 The Last Strike

"All of you, go to hell!"

Norris said in a menacing tone, as killing intent flowed profusely from his body. The bloody aura that oozed from him was enough to stop the people in their tracks.

"Leslie, can you recognize the center of the array?" Ricky asked through their telepathic link.

"Ricky, this array is different from other complicated arrays. It has no lines on it, but it is gathered by the evil spirit power of the four spiritual emperors from the Nether Manor and exorbitant amounts of blood," explained Leslie, although his tone sounded tired and confused. He had extensive knowledge of complicated arrays, but this array was throwing him for a loop.

"I can think of only one way to break it. Let's overwhelm it with power!"

"Is that so?" Ricky asked though he was talking mostly to himself. He turned to the Evil Mandragora then, with a pensive expression on his face.

"Evil Mandragora, are you sure you can do it?" Ricky asked worriedly.

"Honestly, I'm not sure. If I'm strong enough, I could find a way out, but the power of this array is far beyond me," the Evil Mandragora answered, as she shook her head in dismay.

"If I gave you the divine power, can you resist it?" Ricky asked lowly. They were in a tremendously difficult situation now, because he hadn't expected the Nether Manor to be so prepared against them. If it hadn't been for the Evil Mandragora's help, they would have died already. At the rate they had been going, it would be impossible to force out the Nether Manor's trump card.

"Ricky, the divine power is remarkably powerful, but I'm not a holy being, so I can't recover quickly with its help. But if I get enough blood, I can recover instantly," she answered with a hesitant smile because she knew that Ricky couldn't provide what she needed.

"Blood? Where would I find blood for you? Even if I have blood, I won't sacrifice innocent people just to survive!" Ricky retorted in surprise at her requirement, but the Evil Mandragora just shook her head at him as if he was a child that couldn't understand how the world truly worked.

"In the law of the jungle, there is no such thing as killing without good reason. Look at the creatures you saved. They are grateful to you but only for a short while. After that, they will only see you as a traitor who colluded with the devils," the Evil Mandragora calmly explained.

"You should live for yourself and for the per

The huge demonic pillars began to screech loudly, and ghost figures came out one by one. These ghosts were formed by the resentments from those who were killed for forming this array.

Obviously, this was controlled by the four Nether Manor spiritual emperors. The power of the resentments was so powerful that it could even increase the bloody power.

"Everyone, if you believe me, please give me your power!" the Evil Mandragora said loudly to the Old Oriental Emperor and his companions, aware that they might reject her just because she was a devil.

To her surprise, they agreed. "Go ahead! Please use our power!"

She was their only hope now. So they had no other options but to trust her.

"Ricky, if possible, give me your chaotic power as well!" The Evil Mandragora told Ricky with her internal power.

"What can you do with my chaotic power?" Ricky huffed, astonished that she would even want his measly chaotic power. It was nothing compared to her power, so he was surprised to hear that she needed it too. He wasn't belittling himself, of course. But the truth was that he was too weak in front of a middle spiritual emperor, so did his chaotic power.

"Ricky, it seems that you still don't understand the chaotic power. Keep in mind that it isn't something that is divided into different grades. Believe me, no stronger power could match the chaotic power," the Evil Mandragora explained to Ricky.

"I really don't understand, but if you say you need it, then I will give it all to you!" Ricky shouted as he gave all the chaotic power to her.

"Go to attack them, my mandragora flowers!"