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.”

was already surrounded by werewolves. Nevertheless, his seemingly omnipresent parasites allowed him to stand toe to toe with more than

black parasites covering an area with a radius of

Winston could clearly sense that Stellario’s spiritual energy was declining at a

of the Mallory family’s secret

parasites, in particular, were reared within the flesh and blood of his body. Under normal circumstances,

energy to reinvigorate the parasites, causing them to

sustain the technique was why Stellario’s reserves were

blade, the head of the werewolf in

a group of werewolves

the rust on his billhook gradually fell off the blade

behind him was

aimed his claw at the back of Winston’s head,

Bang!

into a blood mist as if he was a watermelon being smashed onto the ground. Other than a severed leg, blood and mush were all

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

Whoosh! Whoosh!

struck one after another. With a tilt of his body,

out of my

Spirit Rejuvenating Pill into his mouth as he somersaulted forward to catch up

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

time, both of them arrived in front of the

I’m going to kill you for

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

“Holy shit!”

all, he still cowered in fear when he saw the snake flying

trump cards that were handed down through the

of the Whitley family, who happened to be a Divine Realm cultivator, had

he melted into a pool of blood within the

dodging to the side, Winston gave

isn’t the Black Serpent God. Its venom is less deadly.”

his spiritual sense on the snake, and his face

snake

his age, he was already old enough to participate in that

he did