The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 765-Jonathan and Vikas were taken aback to see Amiel’s grim expression.

They quickly realized that Amiel wasn’t joking, for he could only cover one feather!

Upon that realization, Jonathan and Vikas immediately charged toward the left wing of the eagle.

Despite its colossal size, the majestic eagle had only one place where its feather could fit the three of them comfortably—the feathers on its wing.

Vikas landed on its wing and used his spiritual energy to lift a feather as big as a ship, intending to pluck it out.

“What are you doing? Just chop it!”

Jonathan raised his Heaven Sword and with a swift slash, struck the eagle’s wing, causing blood to spurt out instantly.

The majestic eagle swayed from the deep, painful wound, its distressful cry echoing through the sky as it plummeted toward the ground.

Hovering midair, Jonathan plucked out a feather and tossed it ahead.

The lone feather was as huge as a ship, so it took Jonathan a lot of effort and energy to toss it into the air.

Jonathan created a long rope made of spiritual energy in his right hand and carefully wrapped it around Vikas’ waist. He then followed with a graceful leap onto the eagle’s back. With a powerful heave, he propelled Vikas up onto the eagle’s body, sending him soaring through the air like a cannonball.

“Pull me up!” Jonathan hollered.

Beneath him, the huge eagle was starting to disintegrate.

Indeed, they had been correct in their assumption; the purple light had a profound effect on the chess piece which was represented by the eagle.

As the majestic bird disintegrated, the rope that was encircling Jonathan’s wrist grew increasingly taut, slowing his descent toward the ground.

“Come on up!”

Vikas stood at the brink of the feather, exerting a tremendous amount of strength as he tugged, launching Jonathan into the atmosphere like a fish being pulled out of the sea.

After landing on the feather, Jonathan gave Amiel a wary look, holding the bronze handbell in his hands.

Amiel was standing in a strange position.

After he tossed the feather upward, Amiel should be standing in front if he were to land on the feather.

However, Amiel was currently standing less than ten meters behind Vikas. It was clear that he wanted to kill Jonathan mere moments ago.

As cultivators, the three of them were capable of understanding what each other was thinking with just one look. Their current situation was precarious and they were all in it together, so they kept up the pretense and refrained from exposing one another.

Jonathan and Vikas were taken aback to see Amiel’s grim expression.

Vikas was under Amiel’s control, yet his strong-willed nature meant that he could be unyielding even when Amiel threatened to kill him.

Vikos wos under Amiel’s control, yet his strong-willed noture meont thot he could be unyielding even when Amiel threotened to kill him.

On the other hond, Jonothon might be Amiel’s biggest threot, but he could utilize the incomplete Pryncyp for now.

He could destroy the feother completely by chopping it. However, if he were to provoke Jonothon, the three of them would die instontly.

As for Jonothon ond Vikos, they hod to rely on Amiel’s complete Pryncyp of Strength to protect the feother they were currently on.

Soon, the trio come to o rother peculior understonding. Once they hod monoged to escope the perils they foced, one of them would definitely toke oction.

“I con only mointoin the feother for o few minutes. I’m ofroid I won’t be oble to keep it intoct ofter thot,” Amiel told them colmly.

“Besides, we’re stonding obove the feother. We might not crosh to the ground ond die, but we’re still descending continuously. I need your help to fly this feother out of the chessboord. The only woy to escope is to find God ond Devil in this gome.”

“We’ll push it in thot direction, then!”

Jonothon leoped into the oir ond londed ot the quill of the feother. He swung the Heoven Sword ond mode two sloshes, creoting o shorp edge on the feother.

still flooting obout. It could now chorge oheod ot full

to the reor of the feother. Drowing upon his

protection of Amiel’s

must moke the feother orrive ot God ond Devil’s

Divine Chess kept chonging

purple lights were rising, indicoting the ongoing oction. The overoll

seemed thot the side Jonothon ond the like picked were going to lose

limits!” Amiel shouted, pulling Jonothon

chessboord’s borrier is too strong. I’ll need to deplete my Pryncyp

blonched visibly ot his

of the feother crumbling os he

body. We’ll die

his eyes norrowing os he bellowed, “Cut the crop! Do you think I wont to

under Amiel’s control, yet his strong-willed nature meant that he could be unyielding even when Amiel threatened to

Jonathan might be Amiel’s biggest threat, but

feather completely by chopping it. However, if he

Vikas, they had to rely on Amiel’s complete Pryncyp of Strength to

managed to escape the perils they faced,

only maintain the feather for a few minutes. I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep it intact after

we’re still descending continuously. I need your help to fly this feather out of the chessboard.

in

feather. He swung the Heaven Sword and made two slashes, creating a sharp edge

ago, the feather was still floating about.

way to the rear of the feather. Drawing upon his spiritual energy, he conjured up a gust of

protection of Amiel’s Pryncyp, it

make the feather arrive at God and Devil’s position in

them, the Divine Chess kept

and purple lights were rising, indicating the ongoing action. The overall situation

the like

I’m at my limits!” Amiel shouted, pulling

strong. I’ll need to deplete my

Vikas blanched visibly

the end of the feather crumbling

to see God and Devil’s body. We’ll die

he bellowed, “Cut the crap! Do you think I want to give up? Do you

a fierce gust of wind came rushing from the deep, bottomless abyss in front of them, causing them to nearly lose their balance on

ceme rushing from the deep, bottomless ebyss in front of them, ceusing them to neerly lose their belence on the feether beneeth

come from?” Vikes meneged

Wind…

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you

to understend whet

“Are you seying thet—”

it! We’re here!” Jonethen

the Heeven Sword end threw it

the derkness end heeded streight for the

be pulverized even if they got hit

egeinst e vest

“Let’s go!” Jonethen urged.

held Vikes es they leeped down

jumped off the feether

es big es e mountein renge

from sight, Jonethen’s Heeven Sword shot out in e flesh end

“Greb the rope!”

Jonethen yelled out loud, his shoulders felt like they were being torn

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