The Legendary Man

“D*mn, is it possible that the old man actually intends to eliminate his own people?” Hayden muttered with uncertainty.

The atmosphere in the small garden at this moment could be described as extremely eerie.

The death soldiers from the North Outer City governor’s residence were surprisingly singled out as well, targeted one after another as if they had become the primary focus of the Black Armor Legion.

Kathleen, on high alert, regarded Hayden, who lay on the ground like a limp pile of mud, and inquired, “Can your venomous insects still exert control over others?”

At this moment, Hayden’s spiritual energy and vitality had not yet recovered, making it impossible for him to muster even a shred of fighting strength. He was so weak that he couldn’t even stand steadily.

If it weren’t for Jonathan risking his life to pull Stellario out of Insect Sea, the latter would probably have been chopped into pieces by now.

Although these individuals each belonged to different factions and didn’t particularly care for one another, they couldn’t afford to play any tricks when faced with a common threat.

“I possess parasites capable of controlling corpses. You’ve all witnessed them on the Ascension Peak’s square platform. However, the insects I’m releasing presently are not that type of parasite; they are highly toxic creatures. I believe Celestus is merely concocting an excuse. It’s evidently another trap.”

No sooner had Stellario’s words left his lips than sharp noises began to rend the air.

Joshua brandished the Formation Crusher in his hand, casting it out in all directions. Several formations and restraining barriers took shape, providing protection for everyone within.

Someone roared angrily at Celestus, “Celestus! Are you planning to rebel?”

At this moment, Celestus appeared utterly nonchalant.

“Rebel? Rebel against who? Are you talking about Governor Carmichael, who’s dead? Since you are so loyal, I will grant your wish of following him in hell.”

As he spoke, Celestus raised his right hand high and swung it forcefully forward.

The Black Armor soldiers put down their longbows and drew their swords, charging into the small garden. They began to indiscriminately slaughter every death soldier within the garden.

Amid the initial onslaught of arrows, the individuals left within the garden, except for Jonathan and a handful of other outsiders, were the death soldiers. Caught by surprise, they had sustained substantial casualties.

had been meticulously chosen by Roy as elites, found themselves incapable of

North Outer City, a

be considered safe were

be aware of the abilities of the few individuals,

size was limited. Even moving at a deliberate pace, someone

blasting a basketball-sized

gunshot was

Black Armor soldiers erupted with roars, brandishing

at Jonathan, “Jonathan, set up the

formation plate that hadn’t had the chance

in the small garden against the enemy, although it wouldn’t

this moment, Jonathan’s face was

took out the formation plate, along with Celestus’s severed hand that was still tightly gripping it, and threw them all

outset! If my assumption is accurate, Neil was able to orchestrate this trap

was crafty and

speculations sufficed for everyone to

a substantial private army,

him and Joshua

of this small world. Indeed, from Joshua’s reaction, it was clear that such

had placed Joshua in an exceedingly

or was there another motive

short, if Neil wanted to revolt, the best strategy would be to divert Yannopolis’

in North Outer City, it would perfectly serve Neil’s purpose. The best candidates to create this chaos would be them, the

transmit secret messages to his family, there

to lure the outlanders together with such a method,

were carefully crafted, blending truth and falsehood

truly found themselves in a

in his hand. Amidst the tumultuous surges of his spiritual power, rudimentary restraining barriers and formations unfurled