The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 919-“A fighter jet?”

Charleigh looked up in surprise at the pitch-black night sky upon hearing the distant sounds.

“Are they planning on just blowing us up? D*mn it! At the very least, they could try to save me. Am I not worth the effort? Jonathan! Let go of me! If you restore my elixir field, I can fight alongside you guys and take them on!”

Charleigh was about to continue when a gust of spiritual energy sealed his lips.

Jonathan’s brows furrowed as he listened to the sounds in the sky.

“I would rather kill you than restore your spiritual energy. Don’t even think about it.”

“Master, why don’t we kill him after we find out how he transforms these soldiers?” Ksana asked Jonathan seriously.

“Mmph! Mm-hmm!”

Upon hearing Ksana’s words, Charleigh started twisting his body violently with a reddened face. No one knew what he was trying to say.

Jonathan shook his head slightly.

“I’ve considered it before, but crippling him and taking the experiment results for ourselves would be the worst-case scenario, given the number of variables that can influence these experiments. Everyone is aware of these drugs and molecular formulas, but only a few are capable of creating them correctly.”

“Mmph! Mmph!”

Charleigh nodded vigorously upon hearing Jonathan’s words.

He was no longer the prideful scientist in the face of danger as he knew that Jonathan had many considerations, but Ksana didn’t. Even though he lost his cultivation, he could still feel Ksana’s murderous intent toward him.

If Charleigh could apologize now, he would definitely offer Ksana the most sincere apology he could muster.

Women, no matter their identities or how powerful they were, were particularly adept at holding grudges.

Although Ksana disliked Charleigh, she obeyed Jonathan’s orders.

Since Jonathan said he wasn’t going to kill Charleigh, Ksana didn’t ask any more questions.

looked up at the night sky with concern and queried, “Master, should we try

Mortling Castle, so we’re still in Remdik. However, this fighter jet was flying from the south. If it was a routine mission, it should have

spoke, the fighter jet flew past their heads a hundred meters above them before

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

were fired into the sky by the

the ground, the three people’s shadows

“Master, let’s go!”

reason, Ksana felt uneasy when she

to look at Ksana, and a glint

me head-on even after finding out about my identity. She even sat face-to-face with Paurius for a whole day without showing any signs of

to imagine

wasn’t the right time to ask

flares launched by the fighter jet were obviously

be God Realm cultivators or even cultivators with higher cultivation levels coming after them

difficult to determine which direction they would be coming

make it easier for

even more meaningless to bet on a random direction and run in that

a God Realm cultivator could cover dozens of meters with a single step, they wouldn’t be able to win against the fighter

sound. Was it even possible for someone to run more than

engaging a highly-sensitive thermal imaging system, the fighter jet could circle

Where could they run?

Ksana spoke

his head and noticed

had even tightened her grip

seeing this, Jonathan placed his hands on Ksana’s shoulders, comforting her, “Ksana, I’m here for you no matter what

stream of life force

felt warmth surging through her body. It was as if she

over the mountain ridge and landed

of six God Realm cultivators. There was a bearded old man, four middle-aged men in their thirties, and a young man with a

Realm, while the other five

spotting Jonathan, all of them immediately focused their attention on

“They’re from Sanctuary?”