The Legend of Innate Mage - Chapter 1361 The Massacre

Ryland only agreed to lead Ricky to the Short Devil tribe’s strongholds because the other man promised he would set him and his companions free right after. However, Ricky’s favor was another story. He figured that he shouldn’t think about it, at least, for the time being.

“Thank you, man! I’ll remember this,” Ricky responded gratefully as soon as Ryland agreed.

Ryland then led the three of them to one of the Short Devil tribe’s strongholds, and they arrived at their destination after about half a day’s travel. Unfortunately, Ricky couldn’t detect Claire’s aura in this stronghold, which meant that she and her companions must be in a different stronghold.

“It looks like they aren’t here,” Ricky muttered with blatant disappointment. He had hoped to find them here, but they came to the wrong place.

And since they went to a dud, all they could do was wait for news from Ryland’s companions, hoping that one of them would have better news.

Thankfully, Ricky finally received good news from one of his Shadowy Replications after an hour. It reported that they had detected Claire’s aura in another stronghold.

“Thank you for bringing us here, Ryland. Now, just as I promised, the five of you are free from now on,” Ricky declared with a smile. “But you must make a Martial

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ould only watch the scene with disbelief in their eyes.

Claire, Peter, and their companions, as well as Mordechai and Ella who were still in the Massacring Zone, all recognized it in one glance. “The ancient arena!”

Ricky had indeed summoned the ancient arena.

Boom! Boom! Under his control, it hovered over the black castle and then dropped onto it with a deafening blow, crushing the entire castle beneath it into dust.

The ancient arena was made of Rocks of Heaven and Earth, which made it as tough and sturdy as any supreme weapon. A small black castle stood no chance against it.

Pained and dying screams erupted from the dust and debris that had remained of the devils’ abode.

Undoubtedly, the power of Ricky, a middle spiritual emperor, filled the ancient arena to the brim. And it had struck the castle with a crushing blow. How could any devil who hadn’t become a middle spiritual emperor survive?

That was how Ricky dealt with the weaker devils, and only a few living devils remained. He then put away the ancient arena and the Time Seal. To his satisfaction, he noticed that only several middle spiritual emperors and lower spiritual emperors at peak state had survived.

Of course, those devils who witnessed this fell silent, unable to utter a word out of shock.