The legendary warrior novel Chapter 244

"Really? The deputy leaders and the leader of the Panther Gang do not get along with each other?" Ricky murmured thoughtfully. "That must mean that the three deputy leaders would not assist the leader with all their forces in an emergency."

"You get the point. They won't risk their lives for each other. If they are not sure they can win against us, they won't fight seriously with us." Tyson agreed with Ricky.

"I gave Thaddeus a head-on blow last time we fought with him. I believe the other two deputy leaders won't come after us knowing that. They are almost equal in strength to him, so they won't risk it.

As for the leader of the Panther Gang, he won't fight with us himself. That's because he isn't confident of victory either. Besides, though he was anxious in seeking revenge for the murder of his son, he won't pick a fight now. Once he loses the battle, the position of leader will be taken over by someone else immediately.

So, we don't have to worry about it in the near future."

"You are right. Let's start casting weapons tomorrow!" Ricky nodded with his eyes filled with excitement.

"Wait a minute, Tyson. You forgot something very important!" Kristen said in a serious voice.

"What is it, Kristen?" Tyson and Ricky asked at the same time. Both of them were taken aback a little by her words.

"Do you know why the top four gangs are superior to the other six gangs in the Lower Region? You could say that the leaders of the top four gangs have members from the sixth grade of Bone Reinforcement. That is true, but that's not all," Kristen explained.

"Then, what else is there?" Ricky asked anxiously.

"Before we got into the Chaotic Region, Tyson told us that, in the Lower Region, the best warriors are from the seventh grade of Bone Reinforcement, so..." Kristen said, turning her eyes to Tyson, who agreed with a nod.

"So it is reasonable to suppose that each one of the upper four gangs have warriors of the seventh grade of Bone Reinforcement," Ricky understood her concern and finished her sentence for her.

"Oh Gosh! You are right. How silly of me! I forgot to find out whether there are warriors of the seventh grade of Bone Reinforcement in the upper four gangs!" Tyson grumbled, slapping his forehead. He had also realized the problem.

"Let's pray that the strongest warriors in the Panther Gang won't attack us, or we can do nothing but run away," Ricky sighed in a dejected voice.

"Damn it! How disappointing!" Tyson grunted, stamping his foot in frustration.

"Let's not worry about it now. We'll have a good rest tonight and start casting weapons tomorrow. As for the Panther Gang, we'll take defensive measures according to the actual situation. If a warrior of the seventh grade of Bone Reinforcement really comes for us, we can run away and start again somewhere else," Ricky patted Tyson's shoulder to try to comfort him.

"You are right. That's the only thing we can do right now," Tyson nodded and forced a smile.

The Lower Region of the Chaotic Region started bustling when the night fell. The wild beasts wouldn't roam freely during daytime and often came out only at night. Many gangs would choose night time to hunt because of that.

Ricky and Tyson had told the members of the Manor Gang that they were not going to go hunting at that time.

The members of the five halls all agreed. Though it was important for them to hunt more beasts, they shouldn't be too impatient. After all, the Manor Gang was newly established and the members needed some rest. It was better to start hunting after a few days. Without any task to finish, the members all went to sleep early. They hadn't had that good a sleep for such long a time. .

While they slept, under the cover of the night, a figure climbed over the rampart and crept into the castle of the Manor Gang. There were warriors on patrol duty in the castle but none of them noticed the intruder.

The figure was moving swiftly. Soon, he was one hundred yards away from the bedchambers of Ricky, Kristen, and Tyson.

The three woke up from their cultivation and immediately realized that a strong enemy was approaching. Without any hesitation, Ricky and Tyson rushed into Kristen's room.

Shortly after, an old man followed them into the room without a sound.

The old man was very thin. It was no exaggeration to say that he was almost a mere skeleton. The weak blood vitality in his body was covered by a sense of death. Obviously, he had one foot in the grave.

Despite that, the threat that the old man had brought to them could not be overlooked.

"So... You three are the ones who killed my stupid grandson, aren't you?" the old man asked in a low and gloomy voice. He glanced around the room and then examined them with disdain.

"You are the warrior at the seventh grade of Bone Reinforcement from the Panther Gang. Is that right?" Tyson said, clenching his fist.

The three were anxious, but had strong resolve. They realized what would come, would eventually come.

"Hah, smart boy." The old man sneered at them. "I'll give you some advice as a reward. You can just cut your own throats now." The old man did not deny who he was.

"Humph, don't be too confident you old dog!" Tyson challenged in a loud voice. "Don't you think that you are too old to fight against us?"

As he spoke, he peeked at Ricky out of the corner of his eye. He was checking with him whether they should stay and fight or run away.

Ricky shook his head slightly. It was unwise to take rash actions.

Ricky clearly knew that, though the old man had a foot in the grave, he could defeat them without even his least bit of effort. He was at the seventh level; that was among the top grades of Bone Reinforcement.

Understanding what Ricky meant, Tyson turned his eyes forward, telling Ricky that he was ready. Supporting Kristen, they retreat immediately, trying to break the wall and escape.

"Hah-hah, you can't run away from right under my nose, kids. Just save your breath, because you are going to be killed by me today!" The old man laughed.

"Why are you so sure?" Tyson stared at him fiercely.

"Why? Because I'm here!" Tyson had hardly finished his words when another shrill voice caught their attention.

Though they could hear another voice, they could see no one else in the room except the old man.

"What is happening? Who is that?" Ricky asked nervously. Neither Tyson nor Kristen could answer his question. They held their breath and examined their surroundings on high alert.

To try to find out the source of the voice, Ricky activated his internal strength in the two space on his spiritual meridian to its fullest. To his astonishment, the other voice was also coming from the old man.

'How... how is this possible? There are two spirits in his body!' For a few seconds Ricky stood in shocked silence.

"Now let's split up, old friend, or you'll have this little girl petrified. If that happens, she won't taste very nice." The old man smirked, his sagging face twisting grotesquely into a grimace of extreme cattiness as he spoke in his normal voice again.

"Hah-hah, you old goat. You are always so impatient." The shrill and horrific voice arose again. "But you are right. I'll come out right away. I can't wait to enjoy that beautiful little girl!"

As he spoke, a dark shadow rose from the body of the old man. At the same time, streams of pitch-black spiritual energy began to diffuse slowly. Shortly after, the dark shadow and the spiritual energy mixed together and turned into the shape of another scrawny and hideous old man.

"How can it be possible? How can someone's shadow turn into a whole other person?!" Seeing that unimaginable scene play out, Tyson opened his mouth in astonishment.

Ricky was just as shocked by what he saw. He stood there, at a loss for what to do.