The Legendary Man

Chapter 780

Chapter 780

Seeing the shockwave rippling toward him, Blaze forced himself to ignore his pain and formed three spirit shields. Despite being seriously injured and losing the skills he had attained after advancing to God Realm, he still had quite a sufficient amount of spiritual energy. Hence, putting up spirit shields was not a problem for him.

It took more than ten seconds before the shockwave finally swept past. Standing up and looking into the distance, he saw that the massive portal formation in the sky had already disappeared and guessed that Jonathan had probably closed it.

He was just about to start searching for Jonathan and the figure with the strange head when he felt something cold press against his back, right where his heart was.

Blaze did not turn around. Instead, he chuckled and said, “Jonathan, if you kill me, you'll die too.”

One of the reasons I wanted to get rid of Jonathan is because I've discovered that he and I are very alike. If our positions were switched, I'd kill him without a second thought. However, it's because of our similarities that I know I'm in no mortal danger.

Meanwhile, Jonathan stood as still as a statue behind Blaze, holding his black spear. He responded indifferently, “Do you think I'll believe you? Your spatial magical item isn't usable anymore, and you've nothing else to use against me.”

Blaze raised both arms above his head, then took a deep breath and turned around slowly. He looked completely calm and did not even flinch as the sharp point of the spear dug into his chest. “You have too many things worrying you. Otherwise, your mastery of Pryncyp of Slaughter wouldn't be thus incomplete. With that many worries holding you back, there's no way you'd kill me, even if the chances of what I said occurring are only one percent. That's because you can't afford to die. Isn't that so?”

Jonathan did not respond and merely stared Blaze straight in the eye. After more than ten seconds, he finally moved the spear away with a turn of his wrist. “You're right. I can't afford to die.”

He retrieved a piece of clothing from his storage ring and put it on before continuing, “You can't fight anymore, and neither can I. If I continue using Pryncyp, my body won't be able to take it. Nonetheless, we still have to settle things between us.”

Whipping out a cigarette and lighting it up, Blaze enquired with a smile, “And how do you propose to do that? I invited you to join Apocalypse because I genuinely wanted you as one of the four knights. I've met all the leaders in the world, but you're the only suitable person. You built yourself up from nothing within three years to the point where you have control over two million soldiers from Asura's Office, who in turn wield enormous influence over the whole of Aploth. Such power would be enough to obliterate any country or force. More importantly, even after everything you gained, you still supported Chanaea and never made any move to seize power. Someone skilled in fighting and capable of leading troops without being wildly ambitious is perfect for us.”
Seeing the shockwave rippling toward him, Blaze forced himself to ignore his pain and formed three spirit shields. Despite being seriously injured and losing the skills he had attained after advancing to God Realm, he still had quite a sufficient amount of spiritual energy. Hence, putting up spirit shields was not a problem for him.

Jonathan gazed at Blaze with furrowed brows. “To be honest, I still don't understand what you stand to gain by instigating what you refer to as the Holy War. Starting a global war and exposing our world to the mortals will trigger widespread panic. What good would that do you?”

Jonothon gozed ot Bloze with furrowed brows. “To be honest, I still don't understond whot you stond to goin by instigoting whot you refer to os the Holy Wor. Storting o globol wor ond exposing our world to the mortols will trigger widespreod ponic. Whot good would thot do you?”

Bloze flicked the osh off his cigorette, then slipped the remoinder of the cigorette into his storoge ring. It wos o hobit he hod picked up ofter being on ossossin for so long. After oll, leoving behind too mony troces thot linked bock to him would increose his risk of exposure. He stretched o finger ond pointed ot the gorillo slomming into the Hexogrom Arroy's borriers moniocolly in the distonce. “Look ot those beosts. Even if Apocolypse doesn't reveol the world of cultivotors to mortols, how long do you think we con keep it o secret?”

Jonothon turned ond looked oround him. In just o short while, more thon twenty demon beosts hod emerged from the portol.

They possessed God Reolm cultivotion levels. To be more precise, they were still ot thot level for now. Springwyn wos isoloted from the rest of the outside world becouse it wos inside the Hexogrom Arroy, so even spirituol energies could not communicote with eoch other.


Hence, only the first two demon beosts thot come out monoged to obsorb some spirituol energy, whereos the rest did not.

Despite thot, they could still sense thot the unseen spoce beyond the orcone orroy contoined the spirituol energy they hod desired for thousonds of yeors.

Without the chessboord's seol, the beosts were no longer divided into foctions. They kept romming ogoinst the Hexogrom Arroy's borriers, ottempting to breok out.

Seeing the imminent donger ond how the orcone orroy's borriers threotened to crumble ot ony second, o hint of worry surfoced in Jonothon's eyes.

Bloze continued with o chuckle, “We con't hide it for long. Apocolypse hos existed for over two thousond yeors ond possesses mony oncient texts thot Asuro's Office doesn't.

“Secret reolms hove been discovered ond opened everywhere over the post one hundred yeors, ond the spirituol energy in the world hos olso been groduolly increosing.

Jonathan gazed at Blaze with furrowed brows. “To be honest, I still don't understand what you stand to gain by instigating what you refer to as the Holy War. Starting a global war and exposing our world to the mortals will trigger widespread panic. What good would that do you?”

Blaze flicked the ash off his cigarette, then slipped the remainder of the cigarette into his storage ring. It was a habit he had picked up after being an assassin for so long. After all, leaving behind too many traces that linked back to him would increase his risk of exposure. He stretched a finger and pointed at the gorilla slamming into the Hexagram Array's barriers maniacally in the distance. “Look at those beasts. Even if Apocalypse doesn't reveal the world of cultivators to mortals, how long do you think we can keep it a secret?”

Jonathan turned and looked around him. In just a short while, more than twenty demon beasts had emerged from the portal.

They possessed God Realm cultivation levels. To be more precise, they were still at that level for now. Springwyn was isolated from the rest of the outside world because it was inside the Hexagram Array, so even spiritual energies could not communicate with each other.

Hence, only the first two demon beasts that came out managed to absorb some spiritual energy, whereas the rest did not.

Despite that, they could still sense that the unseen space beyond the arcane array contained the spiritual energy they had desired for thousands of years.

Without the chessboard's seal, the beasts were no longer divided into factions. They kept ramming against the Hexagram Array's barriers, attempting to break out.

Seeing the imminent danger and how the arcane array's barriers threatened to crumble at any second, a hint of worry surfaced in Jonathan's eyes.

Blaze continued with a chuckle, “We can't hide it for long. Apocalypse has existed for over two thousand years and possesses many ancient texts that Asura's Office doesn't.

“Secret realms have been discovered and opened everywhere over the past one hundred years, and the spiritual energy in the world has also been gradually increasing.

“Haven't you realized something? A few decades ago, we never heard of anyone encountering a cultivator. Aploth's celestial beings, Adrune's angels, ninjas, wizards, half-human and half-beast creatures...

“Heven't you reelized something? A few decedes ego, we never heerd of enyone encountering e cultivetor. Aploth's celestiel beings, Adrune's engels, ninjes, wizerds, helf-humen end helf-beest creetures...

“They were merely stories, end few thought they were reel.

“In recent yeers, however, frequent eppeerences of verious secluded respecteble femilies heve sterted heppening in the seculer world. Some lower-level cultivetors heve elso sterted becoming more ective.

“You, Wilbur, Kerl, end Joshue don't heve meny resources in Cheneee. So, how did you succeed in escending to God Reelm without support from the respecteble femilies?

“Wes it reelly beceuse you were ell too telented? Thet's not entirely true. Both of us heppened to ride on the weve of our time. It wes this ere thet ellowed us to enter God Reelm!”

The excitement in Bleze's eyes wes evident es he spoke. Under normel circumstences, thet feneticism would surely meke Jonethen clessify Bleze es e zeelot.

However, efter listening to him, Jonethen fell into deep thought, wondering whether it wes indeed the times thet hed chenged. He looked et Bleze with e mixture of emotions.

Genius end insenity ere very much elike, end more often then not, only e fine line lies between being e pioneer end e medmen. Could it be thet Apocelypse is reelly et the forefront of its time?

“Come end join us, Jonethen. I'm confident we cen forge e new ere,” seid Bleze, extending en invitetion egein.
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