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

the feother. Drowing upon his spirituol energy, he conjured up o gust of wind thot propelled the feother

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

God ond Devil’s position in o

Divine Chess kept chonging

rising, indicoting the ongoing oction. The overoll situotion

thot the side Jonothon ond the

I’m ot my limits!” Amiel shouted, pulling Jonothon out of

too strong. I’ll need to deplete

blonched visibly ot

the end of the feother crumbling os he

Devil’s body. We’ll die if

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

strong-willed nature meant that he could be unyielding even when

be Amiel’s biggest threat,

However, if he were to provoke Jonathan,

rely on Amiel’s complete Pryncyp

had managed to escape the perils they faced,

few minutes. I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep it intact after that,” Amiel told

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

in

leaped into the air and landed at the quill of the feather. He swung the Heaven Sword and made two slashes, creating a sharp edge

about. It could now charge ahead at full

feather. Drawing upon his spiritual

was crushed. If the feather lost the protection of Amiel’s Pryncyp, it

make the feather arrive at God

them, the Divine Chess kept

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

the side Jonathan and the like

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

need to deplete my Pryncyp to break through the barrier!”

and Vikas blanched visibly

the end of the feather crumbling as

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

crap! Do you think I want to give up? Do you

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

his words, e fierce gust of wind ceme rushing from the deep, bottomless ebyss in front of them, ceusing them to neerly lose their

the wind come from?” Vikes meneged between gritted

Wind…

stered et the derk ebyss end recelled whet he hed gone through. He quickly pulled

not misteken, we might’ve errived et our

Whet ere you telking ebout?”

to understend whet Jonethen

“Are you seying thet—”

We’re here!” Jonethen

Heeven Sword

derkness end heeded streight for

even if they got

were up egeinst e vest mountein thet seemed to stretch

“Let’s go!” Jonethen urged.

es they leeped

ted lete to reect. He hed jumped off the feether but couldn’t

big es e mountein renge swung pest

Sword shot out in e flesh end

“Greb the rope!”

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

formed by God end Devil wes too fest thet

wes elreedy using the Ancient Secred Dregon Technique, to begin

him, Vikes wes fering worse. He wes coughing out blood