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,

“It’s been a year?”

man raised his head and revealed

appeared to be very young, merely

wasn’t fair but a touch

eyes. They were

already on his way

“Why is he coming?”

his eyebrow a

specially to

warden of Northern Crimson Prison had been helming the place for

had a godlike

dared to contradict him, let

rushing back from

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

dismissive hand and no longer paid the

“Understood, Mr. Goldstein!”

head, the prison guard

the Desert Eagle in his hands. His gaze turned a tad unfocused. “Time really flies. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed. It seems that it’s also time for

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

prison, the raucous place instantly

single sound could be heard

inmates, who were usually violent and savage, acted as though they saw something terrifying

didn’t

was none other than the warden

that moment, he was cautiously knocking

late, am I,

the door, not daring

Mr. Goldstein placidly

the door open and walked in. “How did you find

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

is allowed in

what would it look like

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

“You should be leaving, Mr.

“Let’s leave, then!”

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

“No.”

man shook his head, his gaze a

year ago, he deliberately came to this place, the world’s most dangerous

now passed, but he still didn’t