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

me. I'm sure

spoke, another God Realm cultivator wielding a spear had

locked in fierce

slightly disadvantaged, her charred wooden staff held her opponent at bay, preventing him from

slightly, and the claws swiftly encircled Jonathan, blocking his possible

what are your chances of victory

that you can stand

you've lost your

that moment, his right hand suddenly clenched

claws converged from all directions, effortlessly piercing

not Jonathan but his fellow companion who had

the ground, streaks of purple light shot into the sky, enveloping

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

of

intent and tried to kill Paurius in

he pulled out an ancient shield and moved it in front of him, turning into an afterimage as

of the Divine Chessboard, the God Realm cultivator held his chest and tried to leave, but right as he lifted

out, and grabbed the

absorbed the remaining life

cutting off the corpse's fingers, Jonathan took the storage ring and looked

watching your every move just now, so

the sight

all the same, always talking about being chivalrous and only

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

black Divine

before reaching the foot of the mountain. If you can still find this place, it

ears,