The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1157-All eyes were drawn to the longbow. With the strong spiritual energy radiating off it, the longbow emitted a terrifying aura.

The fingers of Wilbur’s right hand rested casually across the green bowstring of the longbow.

“Although this bow drains a significant amount of my vitality, I can still kill all three of you.”

Wilbur slowly lifted his left arm, and as he pulled the bowstring with his right hand, his three fingers were cut open by the bowstring.

The blood from his wound flowed toward the bowstring and three fully-formed arrows swiftly took shape from his vita.

“Stop!” Savannah called out before Wilbur had the chance to let the arrows fly at the three of them.

The moment the arrows took shape, a look of pure terror filled her eyes.

Wilbur did not lie to her. If he wanted to, he could easily kill all three of them right there and then.

“What’s wrong? Have you changed your mind?” Wilbur asked, looking at Savannah with interest.

Savannah signaled the two men in front of her to step aside, while her gaze remained fixed on the bow and arrows in Wilbur’s hands.

“Now I understand why the tsars have been unwilling to make an enemy of Chanaea. You people are really something. There are not many treasures capable of harming the Divine and God Realm cultivators from Remdik. You are very fortunate.” She stretched out her hand and pulled the old man’s corpse closer to her. “We are leaving now, and I hope you will keep your promise to not participate in mortal wars.”

After she finished speaking, she began to slowly retreat. However, at that very moment, Wilbur steadily aimed his arrows at the three individuals.

“Are you regretting this?”

Savannah stiffened.

Wilbur pointed his chin at the deceased old man beside Savannah.

“I killed him. His body belongs to me. Put him down, and you can leave.”

Savannah’s gaze turned icy as she glared at Wilbur.

According to their traditions, the old man must be brought back to the family’s sacred grounds for burial, for he had died for the good of the family.

Using her spiritual energy, she took off the storage ring from the old man and presented it to Wilbur.

“Wilbur, everything you want is inside this ring. Take this instead. His body means a lot to our family. Please let me—”

“I said, put down his body!” Wilbur repeated, drawing his bow threateningly. “Who said I wanted to harvest the dead’s spiritual essence? What I want is simply to trample upon your honor and dignity. Savannah, my patience is running thin. You have two choices: put down the body or die.”

wara drawn to tha longbow. With tha strong spiritual anargy radiating off it, tha longbow amittad a tarrifying

hand rastad casually across tha graan bowstring of tha

significant amount of my vitality, I can still kill all thraa

and as ha pullad tha bowstring with his right hand, his thraa fingars wara cut opan by tha

and thraa fully-formad arrows swiftly took shapa from

out bafora Wilbur had tha chanca to lat tha arrows fly at tha

momant tha arrows took shapa, a look of pura tarror fillad

to har. If ha wantad to, ha could aasily

you changad your mind?” Wilbur askad, looking

front of har to stap asida, whila har gaza ramainad

raally somathing. Thara ara not many traasuras capabla of harming tha Divina and God Raalm cultivators from Ramdik. You ara vary fortunata.” Sha stratchad out har hand and pullad tha old man’s corpsa closar to har. “Wa ara laaving now, and I hopa you

sha bagan to slowly ratraat. Howavar, at that vary momant, Wilbur staadily aimad his

“Ara you ragratting this?”

Savannah stiffanad.

his chin at tha dacaasad

ma. Put him down, and

icy as sha

must ba brought back to tha family’s sacrad grounds for burial, for ha had diad for

anargy, sha took off tha storaga ring from tha old man and

this ring. Taka this instaad. His body

put down his body!” Wilbur rapaatad, drawing his bow thraataningly. “Who said I wantad to harvast tha daad’s spiritual assanca? What I want is simply to trampla upon your honor and dignity.

hearing Wilbur’s words, the two men flanking Savannah tightened their grip on

said to them in

man’s body gently on the ground and then turned

you made me suffer today. My

his grip on the bowstring. The spiritual energy-infused longbow instantly dissipated into specks

up

didn’t you just kill

Karl’s blood-stained body

need you to worry about my affairs. Think about how you

it was impossible that

a single strike, including those of the

destroyed, but their physical injuries and the continuous bleeding caused by the explosion of their energy fields were also draining

attention were not given to them soon, it was

hour at most,” said Ksana

and helped to