The Legendary Man

Chapter 885 Broken Bronze Handbell

As Ksana recounted her tale, Jonathan's face grew as cold as ice.

The dispensation of a million-strong Remdik army was not for territory or resources but for some sort of general's tomb.

What is in this tomb that the tsar is willing to spend so much effort to acquire it?

Moreover, how is Ksana privy to this information, and what role does Sanctuary play in all this?

“Ksana, what else do you know? I want more detailed information,” Jonathan urged, his need for answers growing.

Knowledge of Sanctuary's and the tsar's latest movements was of vital importance to Jonathan.

He could foresee the entire Doveston becoming embroiled in a tricky situation, and he would not be able to find a way to break the deadlock.

Ksana understood the importance of this information.

In the past, she wouldn't have betrayed Remdik and shared the intelligence, even if it meant her life.

But now, with only three months left to live, why should she care about such matters?

The nation, the citizens, these were inconsequential.

She herself was an experiment, after all.

“Sanctuary is very mysterious. I was supposed to be dead during the experiments, but somehow I survived,” she mused. “They kept me as a sample for future experiments, and my role in the Sanctuary was limited to routine patrols. Though I was considered a semi-core God Agent, I didn't have access to many secrets.”

“The only certainty is that Sanctuary's establishment is closely related to the tsar. The God of Sanctuary can even change the tsar's decisions,” Ksana continued. “Jonathan, you saved me, so let me give you some advice. You're being targeted by Sanctuary, so it's best to leave Remdik immediately. Otherwise, you'll face endless pursuit!”

Jonathan's brows furrowed as he listened to Ksana's words and the mysterious coffin's whispers deep within his elixir field.

That mysterious coffin had only one demand of Jonathan: the still-beating heart of the Remdik Emperor!

It wanted that heart, and nothing less.

Ksana's words were no longer important to Jonathan.

coffin's voice

Hossom, the mysterious coffin could very well be

who's been dead for over a

the existence of many God Agents like her in the Sanctuary, with

cultivation level was even more terrifying - he was a true Divine

Jonathan considered his skills formidable, even among his peers, he

stand against multiple God Realm cultivators,

at West Region, Jonathan had merely acquired the complete Bloodline Pryncyp

Jonathan would probably have been killed there and then if it weren't for Blaze's

rather than send him to

disgruntled tone, “I won't risk

other hand, was detailing everything

paused, momentarily taken aback.

what?” Jonathan looked at Ksana in

there was no room for negotiation, and you wouldn't go to your

stared at Jonathan

Jonathan realized that he had inadvertently spoken his mind due

Ksana's puzzled expression, Jonathan rubbed

know about that general's

shook her

have been searching for the tomb

Three hundred years.

complex can the situation

“Ksana...”

but suddenly, a red light flashed

shifted to Jonathan's wrist, and she saw him wave his

the ashes and throw them into a nearby

whispered to Jonathan

toward the entrance of

sensors on the only path leading here. The red light flashing means something

Jonathan's words startled Ksana.

bottles of Holy Blood and took