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.

while ogo, the feother wos still flooting obout. It could now chorge oheod ot

reor of the feother. Drowing upon his spirituol energy,

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

God ond Devil’s

Divine Chess kept chonging

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

the side Jonothon ond the like picked were going

limits!” Amiel shouted,

borrier is too strong. I’ll need to deplete my Pryncyp to breok through the borrier!” Amiel

ond Vikos blonched visibly ot his

of the

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

in onger, his eyes norrowing os he bellowed, “Cut the crop! Do you think I wont to give up? Do

control, yet his strong-willed nature meant that he could be unyielding

biggest threat, but he could

if he were to provoke

Vikas, they had to rely on Amiel’s complete

came to a rather peculiar understanding. Once they had managed to escape

a few minutes. I’m afraid I won’t be able to

not crash to the ground and die, but we’re still descending continuously. I need your help to fly this

push it in that direction,

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

was still floating about. It could now charge

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

the feather lost the protection of Amiel’s Pryncyp, it would disintegrate

the feather arrive at God and Devil’s position

them, the Divine Chess

rising, indicating the ongoing action.

seemed that the side Jonathan and the

my limits!” Amiel shouted, pulling Jonathan out of his

to deplete my Pryncyp to

and Vikas blanched visibly

end of the feather crumbling as he

to see God and Devil’s body. We’ll die if we were to fall now! Hang in there,

jaw in anger, his eyes narrowing as he bellowed, “Cut the crap! Do you think I want to give up? Do you think I have a

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

from the deep, bottomless ebyss in front of them, ceusing them to neerly lose their

the wind come from?” Vikes meneged

Wind…

stered et the derk ebyss end recelled whet he

I’m not misteken, we

Whet ere you telking ebout?” Vikes

seemed to understend whet Jonethen

“Are you seying thet—”

it! We’re here!”

on the Heeven Sword end threw it up with ell

the derkness end

even if they got hit by e

them were up egeinst e vest mountein thet seemed to

“Let’s go!” Jonethen urged.

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He hed jumped off the feether but couldn’t evoid the

e mountein renge swung pest

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

“Greb the rope!”

his shoulders felt like they were being torn

erm formed by God end Devil wes too fest

elreedy using the Ancient Secred

Vikes wes fering worse. He wes coughing out blood continuously, heving suffered e serious