The young man from the Crimson Devil tribe was going to take Ricky back. As for Mordechai and the others, he would just kill them.
"Ricky, I know Hannah is in seclusion but we'll have to wake her up. It's the only way," the Evil Mandragora ordered in an urgent tone.
"I know that it is the only way and I don't want to die," Ricky responded helplessly. "But if Hannah does something, then Mordechai and I will be eliminated in the selection this time."
"Dammit, Ricky. This is a matter of life and death. Who gives a crap about the selection? If you don't hurry, you might not be able to wake her up in time." The Evil Mandragora rolled her eyes when she heard Ricky.
Ricky understood and hesitated no more. Hannah was cultivating in seclusion deep behind closed doors and he sent her a message.
However, even before the message could reach her, two beams o sword light with milky white color appeared out of nowhere in the world of evil spirit. They cut off the bloody hands and then merged into one, morphing into one giant sword light and cutting the world in half.
At the same time, it also wrapped Ricky and his friends in its glow to protect them.
"Emanuel, authority is not given to you to slaughter creatures of the conti
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and righteous spirits, ' Ricky thought to himself.
The Fourth Mister turned towards Ricky and remarked, "You have white hair and an extraordinary temperament. Am I correct in assuming that you are Ricky, the young man who has obtained Paul's inheritance?"
"Yes, sir. I am Ricky!" Ricky nodded.
He quickly became vigilant since he didn't know why the Fourth Mister knew of him.
"That is very good! You've just destroyed a stronghold of the devil race." The Fourth Mister nodded appreciatively. "You truly are a genius and I hope you keep growing rapidly."
"Thank you, sir!" Ricky said modestly.
"I have heard some interesting rumors about you, Ricky. I hope we engage in a friendly battle one day. After all, a fight with Paul's successor would be an interesting study," the Fourth Mister continued.
Ricky was a little confused to hear this.
Although he was a genius, he didn't think he was worthy of being remembered by someone as incredible as the Fourth Mister.
But before he could ask more, the Fourth Mister had left.
'Is it because of Master Otis?' Ricky was confused. However, he let it slide after a couple of moments.
"Ricky, even a master like the Fourth Mister appears interested in you," Claire smiled.