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.

more precisely, no one could understand the impact of the underground life he led in the one and

facing Jonathan, Quinton unleashed all his

you do not hesitate to commit a murder, I suppose you understand the thrill of killing

give him an

strength imposed an

agree

that way, he could at least acquire a sliver of comfort after

lives of innocent people. I only kill those who deserve to die. For example, I will

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 sufficiently powerful, I

his fists and regarded Jonathan expressionlessly, waiting

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

for discussion.” Quinton chuckled. The next second, his body was in the air, charging in

to hell!” he bellowed, stiffening his right hand and jabbing directly at

He is too slow.

on his eyes, Jonathan thought Quinton

body forward a little, lifted his right leg, and attempted to boot Quinton in his lower

injured, they would have to recuperate for several months to recover if it was a minor

reason for him to do so if Quinton failed even to counter his few simple

Bang!

Quinton flew backward with

his hands downward and blocked Jonathan’s right kick at the most crucial

this whole time!” Quinton looked down at his hands, which were convulsing in pain. A hysterical and ecstatic look spread

Quinton plunged his left hand into the ground, his fingers parting the hardened soil like a sharp knife cleaving a piece of

an undertone. He raised his left hand, pelting a fistful of soil at Jonathan’s face. Then, he stayed low and close to the floor like a leopard hunting its

was a