The Legendary Man

Chapter 1219 Snake Den

"Stellario, aren’t Mallories known for their expertise in handling snakes and insects? Why are you struggling against them now?"

Jonathan’s clothes were stained crimson with blood.

The serpents moved with incredible speed, injecting an unidentified venom into their victim’s bloodstream through their bites.

Although their lives were not at risk due to Seboxia’s Divine Lock, their injuries proved difficult to heal.

Jonathan and Stellario were left in a state of panic as they failed to regenerate instantly, even with the infusion of Seboxia’s life force.

After all, a poison capable of resisting the might of Pryncyp of Strength was an alarming threat.

At the moment, Stellario gripped a dagger with a grave expression.

"The methods passed down in my family are futile against these snakes.You saw how my parasites were nothing more than a meal for them," Stellario explained, coughing up blood as he spoke.

As his blood dripped onto the ground, the snakes blurred into afterimages and launched their attack.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Amidst a flurry of resounding clashes, Jonathan was engulfed in unbearable agony, as if his organs had detonated within him.

"We can’t go on like this! I won’t be able to endure for much longer! We need a plan, and we need it now!"

Jonathan managed to utter through clenched teeth as he strained to hold the bronze handbell above him.

While the bronze handbell provided a formidable defense against physical assaults, it offered no protection against the ensuing vibrations and recoil.

Each strike from the snakes as they rammed into the bronze handbell felt akin to a devastating blow from a Grandmaster.

If they didn’t devise a plan soon, Jonathan feared he would dissolve into a pool of blood, much like Sirius of the Osborne family.

"Hold on!"

tightly gripping the

his spiritual energy with the blood before it could touch the ground,

began to emerge on Stellario’s skin as he performed a series of intricate hand

into minuscule bugs, no larger than grains

all your methods this unsettling?" he remarked,

in the air, and the

talk, open

"Let’s go!"

store the bronze handbell back into

"D*mn you!"

fangs into his neck. Simultaneously, the "black tattoos" on his skin burst forth, transforming into bloodied thorns that pierced the

resembled a creature similar to

then, Seboxia’s spiritual energy manifested

to escape from here.Failure to do so will

like Seboxia and possessing

assert dominance over the small

this realm possessed a

Mount of No Return that even

seemed to only work against human

world, all external influences were sealed off, creating a level playing field and forcibly resetting cultivators from Divine Realm and God Realm

center, bolstered by his possession

the spiritual bead while others had lost their Pryncyp of Strength granted him significant strength and even the potential to

fell into despair when he discovered that

ease with which the native people in the small world tamed the green wolves and other beasts for transportation demonstrated

doomed if they barged into Yannopolis while it was guarded

Stellario