The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 702-Under the cover of the darkness of night, Stellario’s figure flashed across the snow-covered ground.

On the opposite side of the river bank, more figures appeared by the robed figure’s side.

“Awoo!”

The next moment, a wolf’s howl echoed through the air.

The shape of the figures rapidly evolved into that of giant werewolves.

From afar, one could see werewolves lined up on top of the hill, their numbers running into hundreds.

Just the sight of them alone was enough to send a chill down anyone’s spine.

Winston reached out for his rusty billhook as he continued to puff the cigarette between his lips.

“Damn it… Kathleen, go on ahead with both of them, and wait for us one hundred kilometers away.”

“Got it.”

After throwing a glance at the horde of werewolves across the river, Kathleen turned around and left.

Layla carried Killian in her arms while she was suspended in the air by Kathleen’s spiritual energy. They weren’t slowed down by the fact that Layla was just an ordinary person.

Carrying someone with spiritual energy for long distances would not have been possible if not for Kathleen’s high cultivation level. A cultivator of Grandmaster Realm would have been exhausted before getting far.

“I’ll leave a trail behind.”

No sooner had Kathleen spoken than Winston spat the stub of his cigarette into the fire.

“I’ll kill you if you don’t.”

Despite his frail appearance, Winston’s movements were anything but that.

In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the river and was charging up the hill.

“Winston, you take care of that annoying b*stard, while I deal with his lackeys.”

omnipresent parasites allowed him to

black parasites covering an area with a radius of

Winston could clearly sense that Stellario’s

the backbone of

within the flesh and blood of his body. Under normal circumstances, he needed to

energy to reinvigorate the parasites, causing them to grow at an uncontrollable rate to kill their

sustain the technique was

a blade, the head of the werewolf in front of him was severed

group of werewolves and continued

roared. He held up his spirit shield, and the rust on his billhook gradually fell off the blade and was quickly replaced with waves

him was

the air and aimed his claw at the back of

Bang!

and the werewolf disintegrated into a blood mist as if he was a watermelon being smashed onto the ground. Other than

his right arm crawling with parasites, Stellario stared at the leg he was holding and scoffed, “You’re

Whoosh! Whoosh!

claws struck one after another. With a tilt of his body, the parasite swarm he unleashed engulfed the two attackers like a

of

mouth as he somersaulted forward to

power of Divine Realm cultivators. Winton’s sharp blade cut down anyone

arrived in

to kill you for tailing me all

the air and shot out a black line from his hands. It turned

“Holy shit!”

it all, he still cowered in fear

Legend had it that it was one of the Mallory family’s trump cards that were handed down through the generations, where even a Divine

respectable families attacked the Whitley family in concert, the patriarch of the Whitley family, who happened to be a

into a pool of blood

to the side, Winston

Its venom is less deadly.” Stellario

on the

snake

old enough to participate in

he didn’t engage the patriarch directly in battle, he did manage to catch a glimpse of the