" That Ricky is too brutal. "
Linley's brother said while he move with a group of people.
" I don't think this is a good idea, he's too strong."
" We still can return if we want it's still not too late."
Except for Warton, the five people along with him are not feeling well.
It was due to their uncertainty about the success of the plan they were attempting to do while resigning from their post.
" Fucker just stop complaining and follow me, If we allow him to do what he wants we're gonna be his next victim. He's exhausted by this point, I'm sure."
Warton exuded unwavering confidence.
"That idiot claimed he was going to murder the boss." Given that he had to spend days getting ready, it's certainly a strong opponent."
Ricky was the idiot that Warton is pointing to.
For days, Ricky hadn't stopped getting ready for the fight tonight.
However, it didn't appear that Ricky would lose. He had to be worn out to defeat him.
When Ricky became fatigued, he intended to eliminate him.
"I'm going to kill him, steal his weapon, and take the reward he was supposed to receive."
No one could block Warton's growth if Ricky and Martin died at the same moment.
This place has the rule of the jungle, only the strongest and fittest will survive.
Warton.
He was a thug before he arrived here.
He hung around with drug dealers and committed crimes after being expelled from high school for using violence.
Along with his constant acts of violence, he also intimidated people and stole.
Even utilizing juniors from his former high school, he served as an agent for a prostitute business targeting minors.
He most certainly wasn't the type of man who would survive by following the law.
Warton, however, was constantly unsatisfied.
He didn't like living in a culture where he had to constantly crawl on the floor.
Out of nowhere one day.
He received a complete 180-degree turn of events and was called to this place " Red Forest."
Monsters assault you, and you experience the full meaninglessness of life in the wild.
He comes here.
Everything in here was amazing.
He believed that he could finally live his life as he desired without anyone interfering.
Martin and his older brother Linley?
They were amateur.
They knew little about the violent underworld.
Warton knew he could get rid of Martin if he truly wanted to, even if Martin had the abilities he still don't stand a chance.
But... One person only.
Warton was powerless to influence a single person.
He appeared to be a bomb just by looking at him.
He didn't look like a wolf when he battled enemies; rather, he was more like a lion.
" Ricky. to simply put it, I must murder him."
Clash!
A loud fight could be heard nearby.
Martin, who was hurt, and Santana were both lying on the ground.
Only Ricky was engaged in combat with the enormous beast.
But the battle was about to come to an end.
Slash!
Ricky had severed the monster's final head.
Haaa! Haaa!
Ricky collapsed on the ground while breathing laboriously.
From a distance, it appeared as though he had wounds all over his body.
"Today will be the final day you'll be able to behave like a crazy dog."
Warton's face started to smile.
Even the powerful Ricky wouldn't have had a chance against six men if he had been so fatigued that he had to collapse like that.
Chrysocyon is far stronger than expected.
It was peculiar.
He was certain that three individuals would be more than enough as he recalled his earlier experiences, but they might have ended up as the victims.
"Are my memories inaccurate?"
Naturally, he couldn't have remembered everything that happen.
But at least they came out victorious.
He will utilize these errors as a springboard to advance from this point forward.
Hoo! Hoo!
Following the slashing of Chrysocyon's final head, Ricky took a seat for a while.
Not a single part of his body was pain-free.
All over his body, Chrysocyon's claw marks could be seen.
But he couldn't just lie there all the time.
Both Martin and Santana passed out after getting hurt.
The idea of leaving everyone unattended seemed bad.
Even the Socyons attacks had not yet come to an end.
"I will return soon."
To get the chance to rest, Ricky needs to eliminate all potential risks.
Thump!
He supported himself by using Terror.
Even if Terror absorbed some of Chrysocyon's blood when he killed it, it wasn't much.
Instead, the injuries brought on by Chrysocyon strikes were much worse.
Ricky's face was as white as a sheet, possibly due to the significant blood loss he had experienced.
when he was too weak to move properly due to fatigue.
" Ricky, don't let your guard down!"
Catherine shouted with all of her strength.
Ricky was immediately alerted.
" Fucking bitch!"
" Die motherfucker!"
Six men emerged from hiding places behind a nearby tree.
Warton and his crew were there.
Ricky already understood why they had come here.
Catherine, who was trailing Warton far behind, appeared to be struggling for breath after having to follow him from the other side.
Ricky could have been put in a much worst situation if Catherine hadn't warned him.
Even if my body were in this condition, he didn't believe he would be able to fail to detect individuals who weren't even adequately hidden.
The body he returned to had reached its limit.
A bunch of pitiful people.
Ricky had no idea he'd be that careless.
Ricky believed he possessed at least a medium amount of common sense.
Was his need for vengeance so intense that it rendered him irrational?
" Did this bastard really believe that only by being worn out, they could defeat him?"
Stab!
A person ran up to Ricky first and was pierced through the chest.