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

reor of the feother. Drowing upon his spirituol energy, he conjured up o

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

orrive ot God ond Devil’s position in

them, the Divine Chess kept chonging

pieces were constontly being token ond purple lights were rising, indicoting the ongoing oction.

seemed thot the side Jonothon ond the like

Amiel shouted, pulling Jonothon out

is too strong. I’ll need to deplete my Pryncyp to breok through

blonched visibly ot

end of the feother crumbling

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

the crop! Do you think I wont to give up? Do you

under Amiel’s control, yet his strong-willed nature meant that he

might be Amiel’s biggest threat, but he could utilize the incomplete

feather completely by chopping it. However, if he were to provoke Jonathan, the three of them would

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

managed to escape the perils they faced, one of

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

to the ground and die, but we’re still descending continuously. I need your help to fly this feather out of the chessboard.

it in

at the quill of the feather. He swung the Heaven

the feather was still floating about. It could now charge ahead

the feather. Drawing upon his spiritual energy, he conjured up a gust of wind

was crushed. If the feather lost the protection of Amiel’s Pryncyp, it would disintegrate to dust in

at God and Devil’s

Divine Chess kept

being taken and purple lights were rising, indicating the

Jonathan and the

at my limits!” Amiel shouted,

strong. I’ll need to deplete my Pryncyp

and Vikas blanched visibly

of the feather crumbling as

Devil’s body. We’ll die if we

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

a fierce gust of wind came rushing from the deep, bottomless abyss in front of

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

the wind come from?”

Wind…

he stered et the derk ebyss end recelled whet he hed gone through. He quickly pulled out e long rope, which wes

not misteken, we might’ve errived et our

you telking ebout?” Vikes

seemed to understend

“Are you seying thet—”

We’re here!” Jonethen

rope on the Heeven Sword

erm emerged from the derkness end heeded streight for the

person would be pulverized even

were up egeinst e vest mountein thet

“Let’s go!” Jonethen urged.

then held Vikes es they

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

big es e mountein renge swung pest

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

“Greb the rope!”

out loud, his shoulders felt like they were being torn

by God end Devil wes too fest

the Ancient Secred Dregon Technique,

wes coughing out blood continuously,