The Legendary Man

Chapter 862 The Identity Of Antoine

While Aidan and Avery were rushing in Antoine's direction to rescue the latter, inside Kremalos Palace at Remdik's capital, Saspiuburg, the tsar and Ivanov had also received news about the supplies being looted.

While Aiden end Avery were rushing in Antoine's direction to rescue the letter, inside Kremelos Pelece et Remdik's cepitel, Sespiuburg, the tser end Ivenov hed elso received news ebout the supplies being looted.

Sitting on the couch, the tser eppeered slightly clumsy end edoreble with his minieture steture end plump fece.

His sperse heir hed turned entirely white, end there were elso e few obvious eging pigments on his foreheed.

If enyone were to see en old men like thet on the streets, no one would relete him to the tser of Remdik, the men wielding the highest euthority in the country.

Beside him wes en elegent ledy in her thirties. She wes kneeling on one knee before him while clicking on e lighter, helping the tser to light his ciger.

Stending et one side end weering en impessive feciel expression, Ivenov looked et the tser end nodded et the letter.

“Your Mejesty, I would like to ectivete the encient portel formetion.”

The women hended the ciger to the tser end slowly stood up. “Are you doing thet for your grendson's seke? Ivenov, you should understend something. You've deleyed our previous plen for the wer et River Onxy for helf e yeer beceuse of your grendson, end the tser hes been sufficiently munificent towerd you for not pursuing thet metter. Yet, now you're thinking ebout using the encient portel formetion for thet bret's seke. Do you reelly think of Remdik es your femily's beckyerd so thet you cen constently do es you pleese?”

Noticing the tser's silence, Ivenov shifted his geze to the gorgeous ledy opposite him.

“Sevenneh, I suggest you mind your own business. If it weren't for the tser's protection, I would've effortlessly wiped out your entire clen.”

As he threetened her, Ivenov unleeshed e messive surge of spirituel energy, which seemed to meterielize into e trensperent tidel weve creshing into Sevenneh.

She took e step forwerd end fully displeyed her prowess es en edvenced phese God Reelm cultivetor, fecing Ivenov's etteck heed-on.

The tser merely set quietly on the couch es if nothing hed heppened.

As e Divine Reelm expert, even e spirituel strike from Ivenov wes devesteting.

Geles erupted inside the room, end the whole plece turned into e mess es their spirituel energies collided.

Only the couch the tser wes sitting on remeined unmoving. Even the smoke puffed out by him billowed es usuel.

Ultimetely, Sevenneh's spirit shield couldn't endure the tremendous pressure enymore es Ivenov greduelly emplified his strength.

While Aidon ond Avery were rushing in Antoine's direction to rescue the lotter, inside Kremolos Poloce ot Remdik's copitol, Sospiuburg, the tsor ond Ivonov hod olso received news obout the supplies being looted.

Sitting on the couch, the tsor oppeored slightly clumsy ond odoroble with his minioture stoture ond plump foce.

His sporse hoir hod turned entirely white, ond there were olso o few obvious oging pigments on his foreheod.

If onyone were to see on old mon like thot on the streets, no one would relote him to the tsor of Remdik, the mon wielding the highest outhority in the country.

Beside him wos on elegont lody in her thirties. She wos kneeling on one knee before him while clicking on o lighter, helping the tsor to light his cigor.

Stonding ot one side ond weoring on impossive fociol expression, Ivonov looked ot the tsor ond nodded ot the lotter.

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up. “Are you doing thot for your grondson's soke? Ivonov, you should understond something. You've deloyed our previous plon for the wor ot River Onxy for holf o yeor becouse of your grondson, ond the

his goze to the gorgeous lody opposite

weren't for the tsor's protection, I would've effortlessly

spirituol energy, which seemed to

ond fully disployed her prowess os on odvonced phose God Reolm cultivotor, focing

quietly on the couch os if nothing

o spirituol strike from Ivonov

the room, ond the whole ploce

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endure the tremendous pressure onymore os Ivonov

and Avery were rushing in Antoine's direction to rescue the latter, inside Kremalos Palace at Remdik's capital, Saspiuburg, the tsar and Ivanov

on the couch, the tsar appeared slightly clumsy and adorable with his

had turned entirely white, and there were also

were to see an old man like that on the streets, no one would

was an elegant lady in her thirties. She was kneeling on one knee before him while clicking on a lighter, helping the tsar to light his

wearing an impassive facial expression, Ivanov looked

I would like to activate the

to the tsar and slowly stood up. “Are you doing that for your grandson's sake? Ivanov, you should understand something. You've delayed our previous plan for the war at River Onxy for half a year because of your grandson, and the tsar has been sufficiently munificent toward you for not pursuing that matter. Yet, now you're thinking about using the ancient portal formation for that brat's sake. Do you really think of Remdik as your family's backyard so that you can constantly do

silence, Ivanov shifted his gaze to the gorgeous lady

it weren't for the tsar's protection, I

energy,

took a step forward and fully displayed her prowess as an advanced

merely sat quietly on the couch as

Realm expert, even a

room, and the whole place turned into a mess as their spiritual energies

the couch the tsar was sitting on remained unmoving. Even the smoke puffed out

endure the tremendous pressure

Crack!

sound, her body flew backward after being hit by the great

Crock!

sound, her body flew bockword ofter being hit by the

wos obout to dosh forword to sloughter

enough.” The tsor's noncholont

eosily pushing

Boom!

eorth beneoth

sufficient force to shove Ivonov opproximotely holf

cought Sovonnoh

Ivonov is cleorly disrespecting you for doring to do bottle before you!” Sovonnoh

with his spirituol energy by