CHAPTER 336 STRUGGLING ANTS

Blood Vitality Devouring Skill!

This was another Omnipotent Skill from the Devourer Zone—something superior to the Devouring

Storm. It was based on the Devouring Storm, but had a deeper understanding of the Devouring Skill

which was practiced in the devouring rune.

What's more, the skill was usually activated by a warrior in a desperate situation because only in such

situations could they use its full strength.

In that moment, Ricky was in absolute despair. With his great understanding of the enlightening power,

Ricky could naturally burst into a stronger power when he was enraged.

He could not help but think of the Blood Vitality Devouring Skill and activate the power to devour

everything that got in his way and wanted to hurt his relatives and friends.

After a while, the bloody mouths made by the devouring runes wrapped around Ricky and rushed

towards the demi-immortal chief as they roared and moved like a powerful tide.

The demi-immortal chief ordered his strongest offensives, the most powerful evil spirits, to collide with

Ricky, but Ricky never gave him a chance to defend himself. At once, the numerous bloody mouths

scattered and consumed the demi-immortal chief's body as well as all of his evil spirits. Afterwards, he

was digested inside the bloody mouths, and the sound of him being devoured could be heard all

throughout the battlefield.

A little while later, the bloody mouths dissipated in the air. Once they were gone, all that was left in the

air were the evil spirits.

The demi-immortal chief turned into dust, or to be more exact, he was torn apart into numerous

fragments, devoured by the Blood Vitality Devouring Skill, and turned into a member of the bloody

mouths.

After devouring the demi-immortal chief, the strength of the Blood Vitality Devouring Skill split into two

parts and quickly surged towards Tyson and Kristen's direction to help them. Each of them was

occupied with fighting a demi-immortal chief.

Just like before, as long as the two demi-immortal chiefs could not activate the power which could

suppress the Blood Vitality Devouring Skill, they were doomed to be consumed by the Blood Vitality

Devouring Skill.

Subsequently, silence engulfed the whole array. Tyson and Kristen were completely shocked by what

they had seen.

An amazing movement with such a strong power had really broadened their horizons.

Then, countless bloody mouths turned into devouring runes the moment they gathered together.

Without missing a beat, they immediately turned to Ricky.

At this point, Ricky was already breathing heavily with his face as pale as a sheet of paper as he knelt

on the ground. His whole body seemed thinner than before. It was as if his blood essence had been

fully absorbed by something within a short period of time.

In fact, every part of his body was exhausted of his blood vitality.

The Blood Vitality Devouring Skill was a kind of Omnipotent Skill that required a warrior to burn his own

blood vitality. At a cost, the warrior could make use of his full strength. But the Blood Vitality Devouring

Skill itself did not actually take too much blood vitality.

Nevertheless, Ricky had just broken into the seventh grade of Bone Reinforcement, so his realm had

not yet been well consolidated at all. More than that, this was the first time he had used the Blood

Vitality Devouring Skill, and he was not yet proficient enough in using it. Therefore, it was not too

strange that he would look as terrible as he did now after using the skill for the first time.

Even though there was a lot of beast blood vitality in the Devourer Zone, they did not belong to him and

could not be used to fill the Blood Vitality Devouring Skill. So he was left with only one choice: to use

his very own blood vitality.

"Ricky!"

"Ricky!" In the next moment, both Tyson and Kristen could not help but call out Ricky's name anxiously.

They hurriedly helped him up.

This time, they found out that Kristen's eyes had turned completely blind.

"Kristen, Tyson, I'm all right. It's just a bit of blood vitality consumption," Ricky said in a low voice. "I will

be better after I rest for a little while."

"I did not expect for the three ants that I wanted to kill to survive for so long!" Yates once again

exclaimed with a slight shock in his tone.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Let's just keep you alive for the next few hours."

After that, he disappeared completely, and the fluctuation of the array also calmed down completely.

Perhaps, he intended to help his real body get out of trouble before anything else.

It seemed that they were all safe for now. The three of them all sat down to recover their strength. Even

though they won the battle, they were not excited at all. On the contrary, they seemed to have lost all

hope. Tyson, for one, did not even want to recover anymore—he just waited for his coming death.

Ricky noticed what happened to Tyson.

This could be easily understood because that was exactly the case. As Yates said, even though they

managed to kill the six demi-immortal chiefs, their life expectancy was only extended by seven or eight

hours.

At the time, not only the powerful Yates they had met, but also the more powerful real Yates, which was

as strong as a demi-spiritual emperor, was about to join in the field, so the three of them were sure to

meet an even worse death. What was the use of them recovering now?

"Tyson, have you given up?" asked Ricky.

"Ricky, I really do not want to give up, but I have to say, I really think that we have no chance of

surviving even if the three of us were to break through to the innate spiritual king right now," Tyson

answered.

"If it weren't for you, I would have given up long ago. As a matter of fact, I would have died several

hours ago. If not for you, I would not have had the courage to fight.

I've tried my best like crazy, so I'm really a little tired, and I don't have the strength to recover. The only

thing I can do now is enjoy my last few hours quietly.

I have a lot of regrets in my life, but one thing I don't regret is that when I die, I will have died with my

two best friends with me—you and Kristen. It would be alright for me to die now."

Suddenly, the sound of someone being slapped rang through the air. As soon as Tyson finished his

words, Ricky slapped him across the face so forcefully that Tyson fell down and rolled a couple of feet

away!

"Ricky, what the fuck are you doing?" Tyson shouted at Ricky in a loud voice while he was still rolling.

The slap from Ricky was not fake at all. It was very, very real. And it hurt like hell.

"I am so mad at you. I do not have a friend as cowardly as you! There are still a few yours left, and you

are going to give up now? Are you truly still the same Tyson that I have known for a long time?" Ricky

asked firmly.

"Have you ever seen a real ant? The only thing the world knows about it is that the ant is weak and

incompetent, and it cannot resist any attack," Ricky continued.

"But what the world does not know is that ants are resilient—they never give up when they encounter

impossible obstacles. And even after they have died, their tiny bodies still struggle to come back to life.

Are you not as good as an ant? If so, are you really deserving of being my friend?"

After he finished his rant, Ricky slowly calmed down. He believed that Tyson understood every word

that came out of his mouth. If not, then it only meant that Tyson was not the person Ricky thought he

was.

"Ha-ha, Ricky, you...what should I say?" After a moment of silence, Tyson burst into laughter.

Then he immediately sat down in order to regain his strength. copyrighted © content.

"If even the ants are trying their hardest to live, then I will also struggle in despair, even if my struggles

turn out to be futile. Because only in this way can I still be your friend even after death, Ricky," Tyson

said firmly after a while.

Then they looked at each other face to face, and a firm determination ignited in their eyes.

Of course, it went without saying that Kristen also felt the same way as them.

They had decided that even if they were ants, they would be the kind of ants who struggled till the end

because they would not be deserving of being called ants if they gave up. After all, ants never, ever

gave up no matter what.