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!”

the tray down, but he

“It’s been a year?”

last, the man raised

be very young, merely in

fair but a touch

They were sharp

on his way back from abroad

“Why is he coming?”

man arched his eyebrow

to see

had been helming the place

had a godlike existence and reigned

dared to contradict him, let alone

back from abroad just to see the

I’m at Northern Crimson Prison, he has no peace of mind!

saying that, he waved a dismissive hand and no longer paid the

“Understood, Mr. Goldstein!”

head, the prison guard then

“Time really flies.

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

stepped into the prison, the raucous

sound could be heard any

as though they saw something terrifying at the sight of

that they didn’t even dare

none other than the warden of Northern

cautiously knocking

not late, am I,

stood outside the door, not daring to

a second late.” The man known as Mr. Goldstein placidly glanced at him before

and walked in. “How did you find it here for the past year, Mr.

expounded, “The food has been pretty good, but it has been too boring without a woman! How nauseating to be with

woman is allowed in this prison…” The warden wore an aggrieved

is a prison, not a clubhouse! As such, what would

The man threw him an impatient look. “Is

declared, “You should be

“Let’s leave, then!”

helped him up from the ground. “Mr. Goldstein, have you found the item you’ve been looking for in the

“No.”

man shook his head, his gaze a touch

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

but he still didn’t find