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!”

…

Mortling Castle, Jonathan, Ksana, and Kite pushed the door open and entered Hell

was late at night, the most lively time for

Goldstein, I think Remdikians

save money, or have any long-term plans. In fact, they’ll spend all their earnings on alcohol. This season, obituaries of people freezing to death filled

in silence. Ksana, on the other hand,

buy a house, of course,” Kite replied without hesitation. Then, he fell into a momentary daze

remained dormant in Remdik for the past

he didn’t receive any missions or instructions, he lived there assuming he was

years, he had traversed many of Remdik’s major cities and learned

of those holding authority and administrative powers, most Remdikians

face any pressure at work or

many years, causing the entire country to arrive at a peculiar juncture despite being known as the

received by Ksana, although the official reason for the upcoming war was because of

trio approached the bar, and Kite placed some Remdikian

me a bottle of rum and two bottles

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

vodka. Unless you ordered the bottle of rum for yourself,” Ksana added cheerily

money away. However, he secretly nodded at the person beside

vodkas were served, but before they could receive their drinks, a muscular arm reached out from beside Ksana to grab one of the vodka

person’s wrist. The trio turned and saw a bearded, burly Remdikian man wearing a

a member of the local bikers gang judging by his outfit,” Kite whispered beside Jonathan’s

his phone and snapped a photo

table and shouted, “Hey! You’re not allowed to take a picture here. You’ll be fined for doing

his phone. Hearing the bartender’s words, he

befuddled by Kite’s gesture, not

you a cultivator? Do you always get robbed? Why do you

him to have stolen from me now that he has my wallet. In that case, my subsequent actions of beating him up will be

you’re such an unscrupulous person.”

to

staring at the updating data appearing on the

Program?

turned to look at Kite’s phone after hearing