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.

the enigmatic coffin's voice drowned out

Hossom, the mysterious coffin could very well be

been dead for over a thousand years want with

the Sanctuary, with some even more powerful and

cultivation level was even more terrifying - he was a

among his peers, he was

multiple God Realm cultivators, especially with the Divine

Jonathan had merely acquired the complete Bloodline

even withstand a single move from Damoyed and Kenado. Jonathan would probably

with a single strike rather than send him to steal a corpse on the

risk my life

the other hand, was detailing everything

momentarily

looked

you said there was no room for negotiation, and you wouldn't

at Jonathan with wide

Jonathan realized that he had inadvertently spoken

puzzled expression, Jonathan rubbed his temples and shook his

much do you know about

her

it. The only thing I know is that they have been searching for the tomb

Three hundred years.

the

“Ksana...”

but suddenly, a red

wrist, and she saw him wave his right

used his spiritual energy to gather the ashes and throw

on?” Ksana whispered

and walked toward the entrance of the

on the only path leading here. The red

Jonathan's words startled Ksana.

three bottles of Holy Blood and took a wooden stick from