The Legendary Man

Chapter 886 Close Call

As Jonathan noticed the injury on his back, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Since acquiring the mysterious bronze handbell from Garrison, Jonathan had relied on its seemingly absolute defensive abilities. Regardless of what attack he faced, the bronze handbell protected him thoroughly.

Even when confronted with a direct strike from Kenado, a master in the Divine Realm, Jonathan only suffered internal damage due to the energy waves transmitted within.

Jonathan initially thought that the strange bronze handbell's defensive ability was absolute.

However, Paurius' arrow was able to pierce through it.

That single shot would have penetrated Jonathan's heart and killed him without the Cursed Seal, which clung to the arrow.

The arrow embedded itself in his flesh, reaching as deep as his spine.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Jonathan thrust himself forward and grabbed hold of the arrow with the help of the bronze handbell.

“No wonder it feels familiar. This clearly carries the same aura as the longbow wielded by the shadowy figure in the illusionary realm,” muttered Jonathan through gritted teeth.

The next moment, as if responding to a call, the arrow suddenly flew back without warning.

A chunk of flesh was torn away by the sharp projectile.

The golden light enveloping Jonathan receded, transforming into a bronze handbell in his hand.

Since the mysterious bronze handbell couldn't block the arrow's power, he abandoned its protection. Though the bell offered incredible defense, its energy consumption was equally terrifying.

“Paurius, I've thought it through. If we were to truly engage in battle, Ksana and I would have a forty percent chance of defeating the three of you,” Jonathan said, brandishing his Heaven Sword with a grin.

“Forty percent for you, sixty percent for us,” he added. “Initially, I didn't want to involve you, but now, you know too much.”

Paurius glanced at the arrow in his hand and put it away. “Jonathan, I've known you were the Chanaea Asura for a long time. I thought you were some invincible force, but it turns out you're just like any other mortal. You can bleed and feel pain.”

With a flick of his wrist, Paurius summoned several sharp beast claws.

mere presence

come back to Sanctuary with me. I'm sure God

God Realm cultivator wielding a spear had already

adversary was locked in fierce combat

her charred wooden staff held her opponent at bay,

and the claws swiftly encircled Jonathan,

are your chances

the surrounding beast claws, Jonathan smirked at Paurius. “Paurius, the fact that you can stand before me and ask that question makes me believe I have at least an eighty percent chance of

think you've lost

right hand suddenly clenched

all directions, effortlessly

was not Jonathan but his fellow

of purple light shot into

manifestation of the array patterns from Jonathan's Divine Chessboard. Unbeknownst to them, Jonathan had somehow managed to set up the chessboard

ripples of black energy

killing intent and tried

knew he was in danger. Without hesitation, he pulled out an ancient shield and moved it in front of him, turning into

his chest and tried to leave, but right

the cultivator, reached out, and grabbed

swiftly absorbed the remaining

ring and looked at the distant Paurius. “Now the odds of winning are ninety-nine

did you release the formation plate? I was watching your every move just now,

the sight of Paurius'

the same, always talking

stomped hard, sending a massive wave of spiritual energy that scattered

ground, the black Divine Chessboard

fifty miles away from the river channel. I left no footprints before reaching the foot of the mountain. If you can still find this place,

Paurius' ears, making his