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!”

…

and Kite pushed the door open and entered

at night, the most lively time for

I think Remdikians

all their earnings on alcohol. This season, obituaries of people freezing to death filled the local newspaper daily,” Kite chirped to

other

Kite replied without hesitation. Then, he fell into a momentary

had remained dormant in Remdik for

missions or instructions, he lived there assuming

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

authority and administrative powers, most

face any pressure at

had stagnated for many years, causing the entire country to arrive at a peculiar juncture despite being

for the upcoming war was because of a useless tomb of a general, it might, in fact, also

and Kite placed some Remdikian

rum and two bottles

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

is not as enjoyable as vodka. Unless you ordered the bottle of rum for yourself,” Ksana added

away. However, he secretly nodded

drinks, a muscular arm reached out from beside

grasp that person’s wrist. The trio turned and saw a bearded, burly Remdikian

of the local bikers

his phone and

“Hey! You’re not allowed to take a

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

Jonathan was befuddled by Kite’s gesture, not to mention the

aren’t you a cultivator? Do you always get robbed? Why do

him to have stolen from me now that he has my wallet. In that case, my subsequent actions of beating him up will be self-defense. Remdik’s

you’re such an unscrupulous person.” Jonathan gazed at Kite’s

pay attention to this program

excitement while staring at the updating data appearing on

Program?

at Kite’s