Chapter 771 Meet The Nether Army Once Again


    "It seems that Lynch will lose in the end. Have you decided how tounch 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 nced at the distance as if he was looking for something.


    "They? Is someone elseing here?" Tina asked, surprised. Only Meade, Lynch, and theirpany


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    could be seen so she had not expected anyone else to arrive.


    "Yes, they areing. My old acquaintances—the Nether Army. I just have no idea whichmander


    of theirs ising," Ricky answered. It would be safer to make his decision when all the yers 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 ck 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 ns," Lynch


    answered. It was obvious that he was still recovering from his injuries but he sounded more confident


    now that his rescue hade.


    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.


    ''It 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 proimed confidently. Now that his reinforcements hade, 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 ns may have deviated a bit so it will take more time to seed, 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 tounch an attack again.


    "You are totally wrong if you think only the ordinary members of the Nether Army havee. 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 ck figure walked over enough so that Lynch was able to recognize him.


    "Sam! The thirdmander of the Nether Army!" Meade eximed. His face grew even more somber


    when he saw the familiar young man in ck.


    "That is the thirdmander of the Nether Army?" Ricky murmured as he stood hidden in the


    Massacring Zone. He hated themanders of the Nether Army because each of them had killed


    several dozens of disciples of the Oriental College.


    "Those threemanders of the Nether Army were killed by me and Henry in thend of legacy. I


    wonder if a newmander 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 augh, 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 ughtered.


    "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 exined.


    "Besides, I like his n 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 peakbat power of a


    second-ss 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 thend.


    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.


    Puff! Meade spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was mmed toward the mountain, just like a


    meteorite.


    As a result, the mountain broke into pieces. Dust billowed and spread throughout the whole ce.


    "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. Thetter coughed


    as he tried to stand up.


    Sam focused intensely at Meade as he readied himself tounch 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 ce


    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.