The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 926-Little did Jonathan know that the cultivator standing before him now in the freezing cold winds of Remdik—an advanced phase God Realm cultivator—was only fighting him because he planned on not doing anything for the rest of his life.

“Are you also from Sanctuary?” Jonathan asked curiously, looking at Oscar.

Currently, he couldn’t rely on the Pryncyp of Slaughter, yet if he relied on spiritual energy to fight, he would only be wasting time and increasing the chances of his defeat.

After all, he was within Remdik’s territory, and if the enemy’s aerial support arrived just a little bit faster, he might be crushed alive just by the sheer number of enemies.

Therefore, he needed to time things just right. He needed to find a moment where he could restore his Pryncyp of Strength yet not be trapped by the Remdikians.

To restore the Pryncyp of Strength, there were only two ways.

The first was to wait for time to pass and let the surrounding Pryncyp of Strength gradually fill this space.

The second was to be far enough away from the area.

Although a large range of Pryncyp of Slaughter would definitely be drawn away when the Pryncyp was bestowed earlier, it would only be up to about one hundred kilometers in radius.

If he was given ten minutes, he could definitely gather the Pryncyp again.

Even now, because they were far enough away from where the Pryncyp was bestowed earlier, Jonathan could feel the surrounding Pryncyp of Slaughter.

He had tried to gather it before, but there was just too little, so he couldn’t successfully form an attack with it.

Therefore, what he was doing now was stalling for time!

When Oscar heard Jonathan’s question, he didn’t think much of it, just yawned and looked at Jonathan.

“Sanctuary? I didn’t expect you to know so much. That’s Remdik’s top-level confidential information,” Oscar replied with a smile and in fluent Chanaean.

“I didn’t expect your Chanaean to be so fluent,” Jonathan remarked curiously while holding Heaven Sword.

Oscar waved his hand. “It’s just average. My father is Chanaean, and he taught me the language since I was young.”

took the floating dagger

with it, I won’t be able

is to kill you and take back Charleigh. Where

see that you don’t seem like a cultivator

lightly. “The entire situation in Aploth and Epea is like a tightly stretched rope, and no one knows when the last strand will suddenly break. Chanaea is in the center of the storm, and joining you at this time is equivalent to seeking death. As for the conditions Remdik has offered me, it’s simple. I just want to live the

A peaceful life, huh?

the young man in

his life with a life force that was as hot and explosive as the sun. Yet, all he wished for was

cultivator, as someone with

already at a

such a cultivator should hope to climb even higher to

there be some hidden reason

with the Remdik military, I can tell

careful consideration, Jonathan

does not allow for it. In this world, if you’re a Grandmaster Realm cultivator and you only rule over a small area, perhaps no one will care about you. But you’re a God Realm

his brows and hesitated for a moment

escape, Remdik is much safer than Chanaea,

Whoosh…

a soft sound, the dagger appeared in front

rose up and

thrust his long staff forward, the tip just barely

hand, the long staff elongated

as Jonathan was thrown

I knew it! I should never trust the length of

exasperated glance at the long staff in Oscar’s hand that

staff to return it to

make a deal. You hand over Charleigh, and I’ll let you

“No way!”

a flexible rope that swung in the air and flew