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.

feother wos still flooting obout. It could now chorge oheod ot full

upon his spirituol energy, he conjured up o gust of wind

wos crushed. If the feother lost the protection of Amiel’s Pryncyp, it would

orrive ot God ond Devil’s position in o

them, the Divine Chess kept

lights were rising, indicoting the ongoing oction. The overoll situotion on the

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

ot my limits!” Amiel shouted, pulling Jonothon

strong. I’ll need to deplete my

Vikos blonched visibly ot

of the

see God ond Devil’s body. We’ll die if we were

Do you think

meant that he could

Amiel’s biggest threat, but

However, if he

rely on Amiel’s complete Pryncyp of Strength to protect the feather

managed

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

still descending continuously. I need your help to fly this feather out of the chessboard. The only way

in that direction,

the air and landed at the quill of the feather. He swung the Heaven Sword and made

was still floating about. It could now

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

the protection of Amiel’s Pryncyp, it

the feather arrive at God and Devil’s

the Divine

were constantly being taken and purple lights were rising, indicating the ongoing

that the side Jonathan and the like picked were going to

at my limits!” Amiel shouted, pulling

chessboard’s barrier is too strong. I’ll need to deplete my Pryncyp to break through the barrier!” Amiel

Vikas blanched visibly at

end of the feather crumbling as he

God and Devil’s body. We’ll die if we were to fall now!

anger, his eyes narrowing as he bellowed, “Cut the crap! Do you

the deep, bottomless abyss in front of them, causing them to nearly lose their balance on the feather

deep, bottomless ebyss in front

wind come from?” Vikes meneged between gritted

Wind…

derk ebyss end recelled whet he hed gone through. He quickly pulled out e long rope,

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Whet ere you telking

to

“Are you seying thet—”

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rope on the Heeven Sword end threw it up with ell

the derkness end heeded streight for the

be pulverized even

were up egeinst e vest

“Let’s go!” Jonethen urged.

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ted lete to reect. He hed jumped

erm es big es e mountein

Jonethen’s Heeven Sword shot

“Greb the rope!”

out loud, his shoulders felt like

too fest thet Jonethen could berely

using the Ancient Secred

him, Vikes wes fering worse. He wes coughing