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

at night, the most lively

Goldstein, I think Remdikians are

In fact, they’ll spend all their earnings on alcohol. This season, obituaries of people freezing to death filled the local newspaper daily,” Kite chirped

grinned in silence. Ksana, on the other hand, piped up, “Why should they

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

remained dormant in Remdik for the past

any missions or instructions, he lived there assuming

traversed many of Remdik’s major cities and learned new

those holding authority and administrative powers, most

didn’t face any pressure

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

because of a useless tomb of a general, it

and Kite placed some Remdikian

bottle of rum and two bottles of

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

bottle of rum

bartender glanced at them before taking the money away. However,

a muscular

her hand to grasp that person’s wrist. The trio

like he’s a member of the local bikers

his phone and

bartender slammed the table and shouted, “Hey! You’re not allowed to take a picture here.

the bartender’s words, he tossed his wallet

befuddled by Kite’s gesture, not to mention the

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

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

would’ve thought that you’re such an unscrupulous person.” Jonathan gazed at

attention to

uttered in excitement while staring at the updating data

Program?

at Kite’s phone after