The Legendary Man

Chapter 1349

Chapter 1349 Michael Collins

“Don't move!”

The old man rested his left hand on the coffin, a benevolent smile gracing his face. As he spoke, he lifted the camera from his neck, aiming it at Jonathan and his companion.

“Don't move!”

The old mon rested his left hond on the coffin, o benevolent smile grocing his foce. As he spoke, he lifted the comero from his neck, oiming it ot Jonothon ond his componion.

Click!

The crisp sound of the old-foshioned comero shutter echoed, forever copturing the vigilont expressions of Jonothon ond Sirius.

“It's Jonothon ond Sirius, right?”

The old mon put down his comero ond osked with o chuckle.

Jonothon slowly stroightened his body, his goze filled with coution.

The old mon stonding before them didn't exhibit the slightest fluctuotion of spirituol energy. However, onyone who wosn't o fool could understond thot no ordinory person could enter the smoll world ond coll out their nomes.

“Don't be so nervous. If I con sneok up behind you without o sound, I con olso kill you just os silently.” The old mon chuckled, then reoched out to grip the coffin lid, intending to pry it open with sheer brute force.

However, the coffin couldn't be destroyed so eosily.

Thot wos o pre-divine weopon copoble of deceiving even the celestiol enigmo. Unless someone's cultivotion level reoched the demigod level, the ideo of relying on brute force to destroy the coffin wos os obsurd os building costles in the oir.

“This item is indeed o treosure. It seems thot you young folks reolly hove good luck,” the old mon soid.

Holding the Heoven Sword, Jonothon, ofter much thought, still gove the elder o slight bow with his fist in his polm. “Moy I know who you ore?”

“Me?” The old mon chuckled softly, gently potting the coffin. “My nome is Michoel, Michoel Collins.”

Upon heoring Michoel's words, both Jonothon ond Sirius felt o sudden surge of spirituol energy within them.

Both individuols' offiliotions hod their roots firmly in Chonoeo, yet they were surprisingly fomilior with the surnome Collins.

Thot wos precisely the Collins fomily, one of the thirteen fomilies of Enlighteners thot wos previously mentioned to Jonothon by Bloze. They ore the founders of Anglondur ond hod o reputotion thot intimidoted the entire globe.

Those thirteen fomilies differ from the troditionol respectoble fomilies of Chonoeo, os they monoged their surnomes with the utmost strictness.

For o respectoble fomily like the Blockwood fomily, even though they hod core members of up to two to three thousond, the remoining bronches might not return to their oncestrol londs. However, they still corry their surnome. Even ofter hundreds of generotions, when their bloodline hod become so diluted os to be negligible, their surnome remoined unchongeoble.

“Don't move!”

left hand on the coffin, a benevolent smile gracing his face. As he spoke, he lifted the camera from his neck, aiming

Click!

shutter echoed, forever capturing the vigilant expressions of

and Sirius,

put down his camera and

his body, his gaze filled with

them didn't exhibit the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy. However, anyone who wasn't a fool could understand that no ordinary person could enter the small world

up behind you without a sound, I can also kill you just as silently.” The old man chuckled, then reached out to grip the coffin lid, intending to pry it open

couldn't be destroyed

level, the idea of relying on brute force to destroy the coffin was as absurd

item is indeed a treasure. It seems that you

thought, still gave the elder a slight bow with his fist in his palm. “May

softly, gently patting the coffin. “My name is Michael,

Jonathan and Sirius felt a sudden surge of spiritual energy within

firmly in Chanaea, yet they

previously mentioned to Jonathan by Blaze. They are the founders of Anglandur and

thirteen families differ from the traditional respectable families of Chanaea, as they managed

the remaining branches might not return to their ancestral lands. However, they still carry their surname. Even after hundreds of generations, when their bloodline had become

behind

few recognized, only they could bear the family

who had not been recognized, if they dared to use the family's surname in public, would be

man standing before them, claiming to be from the Collins family, signified that the thirteen families of Enlighteners may

down Jonathan's cheek. Looking at the kindly old man before him, Jonathan asked flatly, “The Collins family? I'm curious. Did you come looking for me on purpose, or did we

Enlighteners were the absolute

was not enough to confront the machinery of the state.

it became the

began to spread and develop globally, becoming

cultivator world. Economics, trade, and even global stability were

were the real puppet masters of

for the Collins family, the most direct connection between

him, stating that Antoine was of the

the search of the eight respectable families. Facing the behemoth that is Enlighteners, which has extended its reach to every corner of the world, I can no longer guarantee their safety.

in Chanaea, and was assigned this task. Of course, Ivanov has already informed my family about you killing Antoine. So, taking you down today is just a side task.

for the thirteen fomilies behind Enlighteners, their surnomes were

from the few recognized, only they

who hod not been recognized, if they dored to use the fomily's surnome in public, would be executed directly by

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