The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 852-In the commander’s tent, Hayes was pinned to the ground by the terrifying burst of spiritual energy. No matter how hard he tried, he could not budge an inch.

Jonathan stalked over to the man before lifting his leg and stepping on the latter’s back.

“In the battle at Northern Crimson Prison, almost a hundred thousand people died directly and undirectedly, Hayes. Do you know what that means? It means that a hundred thousand families’ hope and future were ruined by Karl alone.”

As he exerted force on his leg, Hayes spurted a mouthful of blood.

He continued, “At that time, Hayes, you were serving your sentence at Northern Crimson Prison. The battle left the entire place with dead bodies littered everywhere. It was a literal massacre. Yet, you now want to use yourself to save Karl? What gives? Why should the hundred thousand soldiers and prisoners die because of him? Are you trying to be a hero here because you think you’re important enough, so much so that I don’t dare kill you for the sake of the bigger picture?”

“No, that’s not it…”

It was beyond difficult for Hayes to speak at that moment, and his face had already turned purplish.

Jonathan’s leg appeared to be as heavy as lead, and it had only grown increasingly heavier since it rested on his back.

Right then, he could only breathe out, unable to take any oxygen in. Verily, he was on the verge of suffocating.

Both his hands clawed at the ground hard.

With his cheek plastered against the ground, he gritted out, “Asura’s Office is currently in a precarious state, Mr. Goldstein. While Karl deserves to die, you really can’t kill him.”

“I’ve said that I’d kill anyone who protects Karl!”

Jonathan lifted his right leg before bringing it down forcefully, aiming right for Hayes’ head.

“Mr. Goldstein!”

Following that low cry, a spirit shield made of spiritual energy formed above Hayes’ head, blocking off Jonathan’s right leg from landing on it.

At the tent entrance, Karl stepped in with a sled in his arms, dressed in the corresponding attire.

“I merely went sledding with my son, Mr. Goldstein. There’s no need for you to kill Tiger.”

he causally placed the sled by the entrance

kidding

looked at Karl with

me dead. I’m merely an insignificant cultivator of Superior Realm. But if you die, Mr.

“That’s not necessarily true.”

to Jonathan with

for real before, Mr. Goldstein. No one knows which of us will win

in his hand and used it to gently

not the Prince of Diyouli anymore, Mr. Goldstein, I’m also no longer a member of Asura’s Office.

corners of his mouth turned up a fraction, and he rammed the saber in his hand at Jonathan’s

“Karl!” Hayes roared.

Jonathan’s spiritual

“Buzz off!”

hand from Jonathan, a ball of pure spiritual energy enveloped Hayes and sent him

into a veritable battlefield. Golden light kept flickering

speed was comparable

one after another, illuminating the commander’s tent

were oblivious to the situation swiftly gathered. In less than a

from Hayes right then, Jonathan and

of the two men fighting in the middle were

your weapons. Everyone is to retreat three hundred meters, effective now!” Hayes thundered

that, the soldiers present looked at each other. Although the handover of power to Hayes had just concluded, they knew that he was

whirled around and sprinted backward without hesitation upon receiving that order, giving way to the battle

not break the protective shield around Jonathan, he again swung the

to drip onto the ground,

in the

until I die, can you? People say that there’s always someone better. Putting aside your ability to lead an army into battle, I don’t think you’re better if we only speak of cultivation. I know I’ll likely die today, and I indeed deserve it because of the incident at Northern Crimson

steam as though he had just been drenched