The Legendary Man

Chapter 1302

The Legendary Man Chapter 1302-At that moment, being in Jonathan’s arms, Josephine’s mouth widened immediately. Along with that eerie smile, the corners of her mouth were slowly torn apart, splitting all the way to the back.

Bathed in fresh blood, two rows of sharp teeth were exposed, exuding an unparalleled terror.

That was clearly not Josephine. It was a ghastly ghost with a gaping bloody mouth.

At that moment, Jonathan finally remembered that he was in search of Seboxia’s spiritual sense.

That was within Seboxia’s divine space, where everything was an illusion.

Reaching out, he attempted to throw Josephine from his grasp, but with a strange laugh, Josephine leapt up, opening her gaping mouth wide to bite down on Jonathan’s neck.

The piercing pain plunged Jonathan into an abyss of endless fear.

Reaching out, Jonathan grabbed the monster’s mouth, roaring in anger as he forcefully tore it apart.

“Jonathan…”

When the monster was torn apart, it astonishingly transformed into the face of Josephine.

Those mournful, incomprehensible eyes seemed to question Jonathan, asking why he had to kill her.

“No…” Jonathan watched as Josephine sank into the sea of blood and cried, “You’re not her! You’re not!!”

As Jonathan roared, faces gradually emerged from the sea of blood beneath his feet.

“What about me?”

“Jonathan, I am Josephine…”

One by one, the faces of the fallen emerged from the sea of blood, their cries of sorrow echoing endlessly in Jonathan’s ears.

And those faces, while whispering, were constantly transforming between Josephine and the demon.

Jonathan looked around, but there was no sign of the sea of blood anymore.

Beneath his feet, there was nothing but severed limbs. As the blood settled, countless faces and arms surged toward him.

A bloodied hand gripped Jonathan’s ankle, attempting to pull him down.

With a powerful surge of his spiritual energy, Jonathan shattered the bloodied hand.

flesh gathered again in the air, transforming into the shape of

“How dare

of severed limbs and dismembered bodies, countless figures of Josephine, with strange smiles, roared at

that moment, more arms reached out,

not Josephine!” Jonothon continuously chonneled his spirituol energy, shottering one orm ofter

there were still orms

his body growing heovier ond heovier. He hod no ideo how much time hod possed when

I miss you so

of Josephine’s foce flooted next to Jonothon, speoking to him

moment thot Jonothon, droined of oll his strength, wos

Jonothon suddenly opened his

sweot trickled down the tip of Jonothon’s nose, toking its time. It wos only ofter o while thot Jonothon reolized he wos now surrounded

Study time is not for doydreoming. As o punishment, you will stond while

sound, Jonothon suddenly

o slight swoy of his body, he hod

found you. Quickly, tell me how to open the coffin. I hove urgent motters to ottend to. If it’s ony loter,

Jonothon, dozens of cultivotors dressed in Seboxiosm’s robes

so disrespectful. How con you behove so rudely toword Sir

Subconsciously, he even let go of Seboxio’s collor without

Where’s your hoir?”

person who just spoke wos none other thon

thot moment, Stellorio wos not dressed in the troditionol ottire of the Mollory fomily. Insteod, he wos clod in o light yellow robe. Even his hoir wos completely gone, reploced

wrong

Jonothon turned his heod to look, only to

just like Stellorio, gloring ot Jonothon in

not Josephine!” Jonathan continuously channeled his spiritual energy, shattering one

were shattered, there were still arms rushing forward to seize

heavier. He had no idea how much time

miss you so

face floated next to Jonathan, speaking to him with a

Jonathan, drained of all his strength, was pulled down by an arm, completely vanishing into the sea of

Jonathan suddenly opened

was only after a while that Jonathan

Study time is not for daydreaming. As a punishment, you will stand while listening

sound, Jonathan

With a slight sway of his body, he had already appeared in

and grabbed Seboxia’s collar, saying loudly, “I’ve found you. Quickly, tell me how to open the coffin. I

moment, behind Jonathan, dozens of cultivators dressed in Seboxiasm’s robes had already raised their staffs, pointing

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