The Legendary Man

Chapter 648 Exposed Identity

Jonathan was now in a standoff with Zebedee and Team Oracle who numbered thirteen men.

Watching them through the door, Nina didn’t dare make a single move. Instead, she gripped the couch’s corners so tightly that the veins in the back of her hands began to bulge.

Prior to having her meridians sealed, she—as a Grandmaster—would have been capable of giving Jonathan a hard time even though she was still no match for him.

What she didn’t expect was Jonathan sealing her meridians out of caution even though she had used a magical item to suppress her cultivation level to that of Superior Realm.

As a God Realm warrior, is it really necessary to be wary of someone from Superior Realm?

Having her powers sealed and suffering the effects of the laxative, the ashen-faced Nina could no longer move, let alone flee.

Along the corridor, the ring of the nearby elevator interrupted the standoff.

As its doors opened, Geoffrey stepped out, phone in hand.

“Mr. Goldstein…”

No sooner had he spoken than he stared at Zebedee and his men in shock.

With Jonathan brandishing a magical weapon against a group of hostile-looking men, even a fool could sense that something was amiss.

Zebedee, with an emotionless gaze, gave Jonathan a look.

“Mister, you know how to speak Jetroinian?”

“A little,” Jonathan replied with a smile as he swung his staff around.

He continued, “So, what are a bunch of Jetroinians pretending to be Chanaeans up to?”

“Pretending?” Zebedee sounded surprise. “Since when were we pretending? We only spoke Chanaean to you out of courtesy.”

“Is that so? In that case, what are you doing here in Chanaea?” Jonathan probed in a mischievous tone.

warriors. To be in Chanaea at such a sensitive time, it was obvious

that, Jonathan was curious as to why he couldn’t feel any spiritual energy from

or technique? If that’s the case, I have to get my hands on it.

to

right? We’re here in Chanaea to make

your name and entry date into the country,” Jonathan demanded

head of Team Oracle,” Zebedee answered with a slight

flash of a blade could be seen bearing down upon Jonathan’s

Clang!

of metal, Jonathan

to flow along the motifs on its surface, spreading from where Jonathan’s grip was to

meter-long broken blade was emitting an icy

of strength discreetly, both of them wore

organizations that report directly

Zebedee, his earlier calm was now replaced by a

known within Chanaea’s military circles as the legendary Asura. I didn’t expect to run into you here.

spoken when—with a twitch of his tongue—a sharp needle shot

Ding!

on top of his staff while tweaking the spell

Clang!

his face,

Jonathan’s hand changed again, the flying staff extended its length in mid-air

the staff with both his hands and launching a double

when he felt a devastating blow to his chest, throwing

Boom!

corridor wall, Zebedee ended up buried in

nothing

voice echoed from

eyes, Jonathan stared at Zebedee’s

had ripped off the latter’s suit to reveal the Jetroinian armor

had fallen out with each other, there was no need for Zebedee to hide his