Furious waves of energy began to clash with each other. The power from the two sides seemed to be
well-matched but only for a moment. In the next breath, the three-foot tripod was defeated when the
destructive power of the storm pervaded.
First, the power of the blood essence on the three-foot tripod was swept out by the storm, and
countless cracks appeared on the tripod.
Then, the storm ruthlessly ravaged Kirk's colossal body, as a hapless dove in the middle of a tempest.
Blood spurted out from Kirk's parted lips, as he rolled several times until he finally came to a stop a few
meters away, changing back into his human shape.
As soon as he recovered, he moved to run away, as Marvel and the other two followed behind him
closely. He looked back and spat poisonously at Edie, saying,
"Edie, I will never forget what happened today! And you have to remember that you have offended not
only me but also Lundy."
"Humph! How dare you still act so stubbornly, when you are already at the brink of death?" Ricky said
with disdain. In his mind, Kirk was as good as dead because there was no way he would just let him
go.
Thanks to the Ancestral Thunder Mutant and the Space-shrinking Pace, he could move at an
incomparably high speed. And since they couldn't tear the space or fly in the air here, it would be much
easier for Ricky to catch up with Kirk.
However, Edie stopped him just as he was about to take off after Kirk.
"Ricky, just let them go. The four of them aren't a threat to you anymore, but if you kill them, it will get
the Wind-Mountain Alliance into trouble. The Three-legged Nether Crow tribe might try to put their
deaths on our heads," said Edie.
"Since you have said so, how can I disobey your request?" Ricky smiled sweetly at Edie.
So far, Edie had treated him sincerely, not just in the Emperor Beast Swamp but even before they
came here. Far be it from him, that he would return that kindness with enmity.
If he killed Kirk, the Three-legged Nether Crow tribe would definitely make trouble for the Wind-
Mountain Alliance, and that was the last thing he wanted for them. "Thank you very much," replied
Edie, nodding his head gratefully.
People who belonged to a great force naturally benefited from their force, as they possessed a large
number of resources and were protected by powerful warriors.
But there were also many disadvantages to belonging to a big force. The worst one was that they
always had to consider how their actions would affect the group behind them, so they could rarely do
what they really wanted to do.
At times, this could be harmful to a warrior's strong will because they often had all kinds of scruples.
This was exactly what Edie was going through at that moment.
If he were in Ricky's place, he could just kill Kirk and run away
Unfortunately, he wasn't.
"Edie, you shouldn't have offended Lundy just for the sake of a human. It is said that the patriarch of
the Red Potentate Roc tribe is close to becoming a saint," Flint whined like a child, evidently alarmed
and frightened by Lundy.
"Flint! I used to think you were a little courageous at least, but only now do I realize just how cowardly
you are!" Winifred said disdainfully, for she could not bear him any longer.
"Humph! It is natural for the weak to submit in front of the strong. If a person does not know how to
behave himself, that is like striking a stone with an egg," insisted Flint. "Lundy is an ace genius and has
the support of the Red Potentate Roc tribe. He will definitely control the east part of the endless
mountain.
And he will even go to the Middle Land and become—"
"If you are so afraid of Lundy, then you can go and serve him instead!" Ricky cut in coldly before Flint
could finish his words. He would have killed Flint a hundred times already if Edie and Winifred were not
here.
"As a human being and outsider, you are not qualified to take part in the affairs of the Wind-Mountain
Alliance," Flint responded coldly.
He knew he was no match for Ricky, but he didn't think Ricky would dare to hurt him because he had a
saint behind him.
However, he didn't know Ricky well.
As soon as he finished his words, Ricky turned into a thunder in the blink of an eye and activated the
Space-shrinking Pace. He appeared in front of Flint in an instant, and before Flint could realize what
was going on, Ricky already had his delicate neck in his hand.
"Remember, when I want to kill someone, I never care what kind of background he has," Ricky
sneered, glaring at Flint, whose eyes lost all their arrogance and were now filled with panic and fear.
Meanwhile, Ricky exerted more strength in his hand.
His hand tightened every second as if Ricky was really about to kill Flint.
After all, he really wanted to kill him.
However, before he could do as he wanted, Edie stopped him once again.
Ricky had no choice but to stop since Edie stepped in. He couldn't insist on killing Flint in such a case.
"Flint, let's go our separate ways from now on!" Edie finally declared, afraid that Ricky would snap and
kill Flint before he could stop him the next time.
He understood that it was already impossible for Ricky and Flint to work together, so he had to choose
between the two of them.
From the beginning, it was obvious that Edie preferred Ricky over Flint. Edie was incredibly
disappointed with Flint, for they shared a connection by blood, but Flint still preferred to side with their
enemy. Of course, he would never choose Flint.
"What are you talking about, Edie?" Flint said in disbelief.
"Since you are on Lundy's side, we are destined to be enemies, even though we are related by blood,"
answered Edie. "So, leave now while I can still stop Ricky from killing you. Otherwise, I can't promise
that I won't kill you myself."
"What?! You're throwing me out and siding with an outsider? Fine! I won't forget this!" With those
foreboding words, Flint left.
Judging by Edie's words, it meant that he was completely on Ricky's side, so he probably wouldn't stop
Ricky if Ricky wanted to kill him next time.
Therefore, he had to leave.
Perhaps, this was what he wanted from the start, for in this way, he could be with Lundy openly and
ask Lundy to help him avenge himself.
Winifred sighed as she watched Flint's retreating back.
"Flint has finally revealed his true color. I can't believe it! How could he be a descendant of a saint?"
She could not help but shake her head, as they pondered over that question for a while.
"Ricky, I'm sorry that you got caught up in all our drama," said Edie apologetically.
The fact that they had such a member of the Wind-Mountain Alliance sullied the good name of their
force. He could not help but shake his head in dismay.
"It doesn't matter. Everyone has his own ambition!" Ricky laughed. "Besides, I have never taken him
seriously since the very beginning."
After that, Ricky and the other two began to enter the visible swamp to collect marsh mud.
A few hours later, they had broken in all the open swamps and obtained all the marsh mud.
Then, the three of them divided the marsh mud equally and merged it into their bodies.
The energy of the marsh mud was indeed pure. It could be quickly refined with only a little strength to
replenish the power that they had consumed during their battles, as well as the energy they spent
because of the strong gravitational pull of the area.
"Indeed, only with the marsh mud could we always be at the peak state. The marsh mud is even better
than recovery elixirs," Ricky muttered, sounding impressed.
"Of course," responded Winifred immediately. "After all, no matter how much swamp mud we absorb
and refine, there will be no side effect.
On the other hand, if we refine too many elixirs, there might be some side effects."
Swish!
Just as Ricky and the other two were about to move forward, a dozen people suddenly landed.
Immediately, Ricky's face grew serious, for he could clearly sense that three of them were exceedingly
powerful.
"Edie, we meet again," a man in a colorful robe said first.
"Long time no see, Sumner, Mona, and Lionel," Edie replied indifferently. "You three seemed to have
joined hands. Are you coming together to take the marsh mud from me?"
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