The Legendary Man

Chapter 691 Sacrificing Himself for Others

Boom! Boom! Boom! A series of explosions rang out from above the mountain interminably.

Focusing hard, Jonathan swung his gaze at the forest. He vaguely glimpsed three afterimages battling ceaselessly on the snowscape.

Hmm, that looks like Karl! At the sight of the blur of an image disappearing among the trees in the mountains, he felt somewhat touched.

Although this mission is meant to save his wife and son, it’s still exceedingly dangerous to distract the enemy personally. Once embroiled in battle, he’d likely perish here. Well, he’s a real man!

While his thoughts drifted, he hid in the dark and streaked forward at lightning speed. He had to familiarize himself with the entire military camp before Karl could no longer hold out so as not to squander the risk the latter took.

Unbeknownst to him, Karl was inwardly cursing non-stop right then.

Argh! I initially planned on sneaking into the military camp on the heels of Jonathan after creating a distraction. But then, a Remdikian with a full beard appeared out of nowhere, chasing after me relentlessly as though he was able to track my position. Worse still, he has Antoine following behind him!

Confronted by two elites of God Realm at the same time, he didn’t dare stop and battle them at all.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t their match, but once he was embroiled in battle, Aidan and Alexander might turn up anytime. If he were to battle four people alone, death would be an inevitable end for him.

Therefore, he wasn’t actually sacrificing himself for others. Instead, he was really fleeing for his life desperately.

“Stop running, Karl. It won’t do you any good. Brace yourself for death!” Antoine bellowed behind him.

However, Karl wouldn’t possibly listen to such foolish advice. Responding with a curse in his native language, he continued sprinting forward.

The three of them continued the cat-and-mouse game, with one taking flight ahead and two giving chase behind, going increasingly farther. When Karl leaped over a hill and landed on the ground, he froze for a moment.

Thud! Thud! As two muffled thumps sounded, snowflakes scattered everywhere. Antoine and Vicador arrived right behind Karl.

“Continue running. Why aren’t you doing so…”

Before Antoine had finished voicing that mocking remark of his, he swallowed the rest of the words on the tip of his tongue, for three other men with intriguing expressions were staring at him strangely, other than Karl.

They were none other than Morris, Xavion, and Sirius, who were there in an ambush to find an opportunity to kill Jonathan.

Under the leadership of Morris, the three of them reached a temporary alliance to finish Jonathan off.

they had to keep a tight leash on

remained still while lost in their

ability of such a defense to prevent others from

could likewise thwart others from drawing close

Karl was going far too fast

approaching at a rapid speed, the man had already landed

Vicador and Antoine

an icy expression on his

is your d*mn

released the

work. Making a bold and open move is

one who

right. Something must have gone wrong somewhere. Otherwise, how could I have been

you want the support of the Eastern Army? Help me out

raised his saber and charged at

that, Sirius whipped out a spear and

a blood-curdling cry. Conversely, Xavion was still unperturbed. In fact, he unhurriedly took out a cigarette

a collaboration with Jonathan. He was there to fight for Karl, but the results

didn’t really care even if it was

With expressions as black as thunder, Vicador and

all! Instead, he designed this

“Quick, get backup!”

hand collided with Karl’s saber. As Vicador flew backward, he shouted at

if they were to face off against four cultivators of

were of God Realm, so numbers would be the deciding factor since

Whoosh!

air, Vicador was

Bang!

the ground, shattering the rocks instantly and setting off airwaves that had

“Kill them!”

a phantom image materialized at the tip of his spear, condensing into a kraken

of light flickered before he propelled the spear