The Legendary Man

Chapter 1 The Return Of Asura

At Northern Crimson Prison located in Sanguine Desert, wind and sand swirled in the air, seemingly intent on submerging the entire prison.

The prison confined the most sadistic murderers in the world, including serial killers who were the world’s most wanted fugitives.

That aside, the Rainy Night Butcher who had slaughtered a family of more than a dozen people and top-notch hackers who had infiltrated the Sanctum were also imprisoned there.

Furthermore, the prison incarcerated the world’s top killer who had failed to assassinate the leader of a particular country but annihilated more than a dozen special forces before going on the lam.

Each and every single criminal imprisoned there had the blood of at least a dozen lives on their hands.

Thus, their hands and legs were manacled with heavy iron chains.

In front of their prison cells were fully armed guards who kept watch 24/7.

The security was so tight that not even a fly could escape.

However, there was an exception.

The man seemingly never killed anyone and hadn’t the slightest hint of murderous aura.

In fact, it appeared as though he had been imprisoned there by mistake.

There were no chains on his hands or feet, and he wasn’t even wearing a prison uniform.

No one knew his name, much less why he was being locked up in the prison.

All they knew was that he came to Northern Crimson Prison alone a year ago without the escort of any guards.

And surprisingly, the look in the eyes of the prison guards when they regarded him showed a faint trace of reverence.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A prison guard holding a tray in his hand knocked on the man’s prison door. “Mr. Goldstein, I’m here to deliver your meal!”

“Okay. Just put it down.”

The man didn’t even bother to lift his head as he toyed with a Desert Eagle in his hands.

In less than a minute, he had already disassembled the Desert Eagle and reassembled it perfectly.

The speed of his hands was so swift that it would be nigh on impossible for even military personnel to trump him.

“It’s your last day here at Northern Crimson Prison, Mr. Goldstein!”

put the tray down, but

“It’s been a year?”

man raised

to be very

fair but a touch

thing about him was his eyes. They were sharp like blades, cold and

prison guard nodded slightly. “Yeah! The warden is already on his way back

“Why is he coming?”

his eyebrow a

coming specially to see you

Prison had been helming the place for decades, but he had

Crimson Prison, he had a godlike existence

one dared to contradict him,

rushing back from

his gaze cutting. “Hah! See me off, my foot! I think he wants to see me leave this place with his own eyes! As long as I’m at Northern Crimson Prison, he has no peace of mind! Tell

and no

“Understood, Mr. Goldstein!”

his head, the prison guard

Eagle in his hands. His gaze turned a tad unfocused. “Time really flies. In the blink

hour later, a middle-aged man in military fatigues strode toward the prison right

the prison, the raucous

could be

were usually violent and savage, acted as though they saw something terrifying at the sight

were so petrified that they didn’t even dare

none other than the warden

knocking on the door

not late, am I, Mr.

outside the door, not daring to enter

late.” The man known as Mr. Goldstein placidly glanced

The warden gingerly pushed the door open and walked in. “How did you

pretty good, but it has been too boring without a woman! How nauseating to be with a group of men day in and

allowed

clubhouse! As such, what would it look like to smuggle in a

pitiful act!” The man threw him an impatient look. “Is it time

warden declared, “You should

“Let’s leave, then!”

warden immediately stepped forward and helped him up from the ground. “Mr. Goldstein, have

“No.”

head, his gaze a

deliberately came to this place, the world’s most dangerous prison, to search

passed, but he still didn’t find