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

covering an area with a radius of tens

Winston could clearly sense that

backbone of the Mallory family’s

and blood of his body. Under normal circumstances, he needed to consume medication on a fixed

the Mallory family would use their spiritual energy to reinvigorate the parasites, causing them to grow at an uncontrollable rate to

spiritual energy needed to sustain the technique was why Stellario’s reserves were being

of a blade, the head of the werewolf

over a group of werewolves and continued dashing up

his billhook gradually fell off

was a

his claw at the

Bang!

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 no match for

Whoosh! Whoosh!

werewolf claws struck one after another. With a tilt of his body, the parasite swarm he unleashed

of

Spirit Rejuvenating Pill into his mouth as he somersaulted

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

short time, both of them arrived in front of the man

going to kill you for

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

“Holy shit!”

still cowered in fear

creature. Legend had it that it was one of the Mallory family’s trump cards

the Whitley family in concert, the patriarch of the Whitley family, who happened to be a Divine Realm cultivator, had been killed by

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

the side, Winston

isn’t the Black Serpent God. Its venom is less deadly.” Stellario felt obliged to explain

his spiritual sense on the snake,

the black snake that killed the patriarch of the

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

he did manage to catch