The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 897-Paurius had perished. All the God Realm cultivators at Sanctuary feared for their own safety.

Those God Realm cultivators would be considered elites if they were situated in any other corner of the world.

However, at Sanctuary, they were a dime a dozen.

Losing two God Realm cultivators during a single mission would devastate any faction outside, but the loss barely left a scratch on Sanctuary.

Inside the cavern, the old man and others were on their feet. Only the teenager who returned with Paurius remained kneeling on the floor, never once lifting his head.

A young man fiddled with Paurius’ black arrow in his hand. With the gentle flick of a finger, the razor-sharp tip of the arrow crossed dozens of meters and halted before Paurius forehead.

Right when everyone thought God was about to kill Paurius, God curled the corner of his lips into a faint smile and uttered nonchalantly, “Forget it. Take this arrow and kill Jonathan.”

“Yes!”

The teenager raised his hands above his head, allowing the black arrow to descend onto his palm slowly.

The young man turned his attention to the elder beside him.

“Jokovich, lead a party and make a trip. Have the tsar cooperate with you. I can’t believe this Jonathan dared to harm members of Sanctuary. Find him. It’ll be great if he’s willing to join us. Otherwise, do away with him.”

“Yes!”

The elder and the others bowed their heads in agreement. When they looked up again, the young man had vanished.

Jokovich gazed at the teenager kneeling on the floor and pointed, “You, you, you, you, and you.”

He selected five people in total. The quintet bowed and awaited their orders.

“Follow me immediately. We’ll establish contact with the tsar and locate Jonathan at all costs.”

“Understood!”

…

Kite pushed the door open and

was late at night, the most lively time

I think

any long-term plans. In fact, they’ll spend all their earnings on alcohol. This season, obituaries of people freezing to death filled the local newspaper daily,”

other hand, piped up, “Why should they

Kite replied without hesitation. Then, he fell into a momentary daze before flashing a sheepish smile. “Forget

in Remdik for

he lived there

had traversed many of Remdik’s major cities and learned new things about the nation’s

holding authority and administrative powers, most Remdikians

pressure

that was the reason their society had stagnated for many years, causing the entire country to arrive at a peculiar juncture despite being known

by Ksana, although the official reason for the upcoming war was because of a useless tomb of

the bar, and Kite placed some Remdikian

a bottle of rum and two

back of Kite’s hand and said, “Make it three bottles of

not as enjoyable as vodka. Unless you ordered the bottle of rum

at them before taking the money away. However, he secretly nodded at the person

their drinks, a muscular arm reached out from beside Ksana to grab one of the

out her hand to grasp that person’s wrist. The trio turned and saw a bearded, burly Remdikian man wearing

he’s a member of the local bikers

phone and snapped a photo

not allowed to take a picture here. You’ll be

stared intently at his phone. Hearing the bartender’s words, he tossed his wallet over without

Kite’s gesture, not to

robbed? Why

up will be self-defense. Remdik’s law is fascinating. Even if he merely took a coin from me,

unscrupulous person.” Jonathan gazed at Kite’s

to this program

uttered in excitement while staring at the updating data appearing on

Program?

at Kite’s phone