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.”

his seemingly omnipresent parasites allowed him to stand toe to toe with more than ten enemies in

he could see a mist of black parasites covering an area with

the same time, Winston could clearly sense that Stellario’s spiritual energy

of the Mallory family’s

particular, were reared within the flesh and blood of his body. Under normal circumstances, he needed to consume medication on a fixed schedule

family would use their spiritual energy to reinvigorate the parasites, causing them to grow at

energy needed to sustain the technique was why

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

werewolves

and the rust on his billhook gradually fell off

closely behind him was a swarm

one of the werewolves leaped into the air and aimed his claw at the

Bang!

as if he was a watermelon being

parasites, Stellario stared at the leg he was holding and scoffed, “You’re no match

Whoosh! Whoosh!

another. With a tilt of his body, the parasite swarm he

of

his mouth as he somersaulted forward to catch

cultivators. Winton’s sharp blade cut down anyone in his path,

short time, both of them arrived in front of

to kill you

a black line from his hands. It turned out to be a small yet slick-looking black baby

“Holy shit!”

he still cowered in

had it that it was one of the Mallory family’s trump cards that were handed down through the

when the eight respectable families attacked the Whitley family in concert, the patriarch of the Whitley family, who happened to

extreme toxicity of snake venom, he melted into a pool of blood within the span of a

side, Winston

Serpent God. Its venom is less deadly.” Stellario felt obliged to explain after

used his spiritual sense on the snake, and his face clouded

God is the black snake that killed the patriarch of

enough to participate in that fateful battle ten

battle, he did manage to catch