The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 480

Insane

Jonathan’s mind raced as he looked at Quinton’s menacing and vicious gaze.

After acquiring the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, Jonathan had been pondering whether there were beings similar to him in the world.

People like Zachary and the others who attained the title of King of War were certainly powerful and adept at fighting.

That being said, they were still undoubtedly mortals. Their training was merely to polish their external strengths instead of cultivation.

Jonathan’s meeting with Quinton that day had finally verified his hypothesis.

However, Jonathan was unsure whether it was due to Quinton’s cultivation method or because he was turning into a devil that the latter’s aura disappeared from time to time, giving him an unusually malicious and bizarre vibe.

“Interesting. According to the reports from my investigation, you are supposed to be an outgoing and cheery heir to an affluent family. Unexpectedly, the real you is a madman,” Jonathan uttered while looking at the bloodstains on Quinton’s body.

At the same time, Quinton had already completely adopted his true personality.

Standing on the lane, Quinton yanked away his shirt, revealing numerous scars of various sizes on his chest.

“I had to put on the pretense,” Quinton replied sinisterly while warming up his limbs.

“Ever since I was tested to have the qualification to cultivate, I was trapped in a secret underground basement for a year and a half cultivating. F*ck! I wanted to become an artist, but they forced me to cultivate. Those people would hang me up in midair whenever I stopped and beat me up. In a year and a half, I entered the Precelestial Realm and rose to the Postcelestial Realm, all for the sake of killing that b*stard! He was just a lowly servant. How dare he order me around?”

At that moment, Quinton appeared to have entirely lost his sanity. Half-arching his body, he seemed to be muttering to himself but was simultaneously recounting his past to Jonathan.

Quinton was indeed too lonely.

precisely, no one could understand the impact of the

then, facing Jonathan, Quinton unleashed

hesitate to commit a murder, I suppose you understand the thrill of killing

stared at Jonathan in anticipation, desperately hoping the latter would give him

strength imposed an indescribable pressure

Quinton wished Jonathan could agree with

he could at least acquire a sliver of comfort after all

his head. “I do end others’ lives, but I do not take the lives of innocent people. I only kill those

Quinton’s mouth curled into a disappointed smile. “So, you want to stop me from killing others by killing me? I thought we were the same kind of people. I guess I was wrong. Do you know that the b*stard trembled in fear and begged me for mercy when I wrapped my fist tightly around his throat? He was even willing to give everything up just to stay alive. From that moment onward, I understood that as long as I was

Jonathan expressionlessly,

was rather straightforward. He merely smiled faintly and said, “I’ll give you a chance to pick your options too. You can kneel and beg for mercy.

there is no room for discussion.” Quinton chuckled. The next second, his

his right hand and jabbing directly at Jonathan’s

He is too slow.

spiritual energy on his eyes, Jonathan thought Quinton seemed to be

right leg, and attempted to boot

recover if it was a minor injury. A severe impairment would lead to the utter loss of cultivation progress.

reason for him to do so if Quinton failed even to

Bang!

grunt, Quinton flew backward

both his hands downward and blocked

pain. A hysterical and ecstatic look

finishing that sentence, Quinton plunged his left hand into the ground, his fingers parting the

must feel fantastic killing you!” Quinton muttered to himself in an undertone. He raised his left hand, pelting a fistful of soil at Jonathan’s face. Then,

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