The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1353-On the ground, Jonathan’s body was rapidly being healed by the life force.

Reaching out to grasp Sirius, Jonathan tried to stand up, fighting against the pain that wracked his entire body. But even with all his strength, he could only manage to kneel on the ground.

Although reluctant to admit it, Jonathan still gritted his teeth and said, “We are no match for him…”

But at this moment, Sirius forcefully moved his shoulder.

“Jonathan, you can keep me from dying, right?”

Jonathan looked up at Sirius, his eyes filled with a sense of bewilderment.

“What… are you doing?”

“What do you mean? I’m going to get him!”

Sirius removed the tattered clothing from his body. The runes all over him seemed to come to life, continuously moving across his skin.

“Our Blackwood family’s ability to remain at the pinnacle of Chanaean respectable families for such a long time is not solely due to our control over one-fifth of Chanaea’s spiritual ley lines. The Blackwood family has garnered the envious gaze of numerous clans, factions, and even formidable individuals from distant lands. Our survival through countless conflicts is the result of exceptional strategies. So, even if you hail from the Collins family, while I might hesitate to cross you outside, given the retribution of the thirteen families, in this small world, your fate is sealed!”

With a stern shout, Sirius directed all the runes on his body to surge toward his right arm.

In just a fleeting moment, Sirius’s right palm completely exploded under the immense spiritual pressure.

And those runes, as if they had found an outlet, quickly coalesced in mid-air, accompanied by the blood spewing from Sirius’s palm.

A blood-red spear materialized within the blood mist.

Buzz!

The moment Sirius held the long spear in his hand, a captivating energy burst forth from the spear.

“This isn’t Pryncyp…”

Jonathan was deeply shaken as he carefully felt the icy chill in the air.

it was likely a derivative power of Pryncyp.

that Sirius must have had a few tricks in reserve, this particular trump card

“Bite the dust!”

spear forward. The spiritual energy in front of him appeared to be pushed back, dispersing chaotically in all directions and creating a spirit

as Sirius lunged at him. Under his serious expression, he flipped his hand, and

Clash!

the massive war

into a flexible whip, coiling around the blade of the war blade

and on his arms, a visible spiritual shield burst open, directly blocking Sirius’s runes from reaching

“Die!”

roar, Sirius held a rune-transformed spear in his hand

backward. But just as he landed, a hand firmly gripped

“Cover the top!”

legs and began to sink

“You’re asking for it!”

down, piercing through Jonathan’s shoulder and directly into

“Get off me!”

a roar, Jonathan, enduring severe pain,

into a trident, which he thrust

Jonathan also let

from the ground beneath him. It was

the next moment, the

Boom!

the ground within several tens of meters around

the intense force of the spiritual explosion, Sirius was blasted backward, soaring into

Sirius’s hand transformed into a black shield during the spiritual explosion, blocking the impact at

once again gripped his runeforged

“It self-destructed?”

and Jonathan struggled to climb

merely the spiritual power he has released. This old geezer

this moment, Jonathan’s injuries had once again healed, but the

tightness around him. The next moment, it was as if