The Legendary Man

Chapter 907 The Weakness Of Chanaea

“Attack! Kill him!” Charleigh barked from afar with his hands behind his back.

This group of werewolf warriors, created by Charleigh, didn't possess a mind of their own. They would obey Charleigh unconditionally.

Upon receiving his order, the werewolves on the ground turned into afterimages as they charged in Jonathan's direction.

Once the Divine Chessboard was activated, it could not only trap the cultivators within it but also prevent those outside from entering.

It was similar to when Jonathan battled Aetomoye. Hossom and Prima were unable to enter the chessboard regardless of how hard they tried.

Nevertheless, no matter how mysterious a magical item was, it was still an inanimate object that relied upon the spiritual energy of its user.

In other words, the manipulation of the Divine Chessboard's abilities was all down to Jonathan's capacity to sustain it.

The spirit shield formed outside it was naturally dependent on how much spiritual energy he had.

Unfortunately, all those outside were not ordinary men without spiritual energy. Instead, they were all true blue Grandmasters who had been genetically modified into mindless killing machines.

Having been attacked by hundreds of Grandmaster Realm cultivators, the spirit shield was instantaneously shattered.

Thereafter, hundreds of hysterical figures flooded onto the chessboard as if they had gone berserk.

“Master!”

Ksana's voice rang out in the background. Jonathan leaped into the air and cast a spell with his hand. Subsequently, a portal formation appeared above the chessboard, throwing all the werewolves out of it.

Within a few short minutes, Jonathan had massacred hundreds of Grandmaster Realm werewolves, a victory that was unparalleled in its glory.

However, as there were still eight to nine hundred of them, Jonathan's physical ability to fight them fell short of his intent to do so.

Although taking them on was like fighting schoolchildren—where he could easily defeat two to three single-handedly—their massive numbers were a huge problem. A single punch from each of them or just piling their bodies on top of him was more than sufficient to kill him.

“Master, I'm coming to your aid!”

contract. She lunged forward and pulled out her broken blade when she saw that

grabbed her collar in mid-air and threw her back

of them. We have to put some distance between us and

allow her to land. The moment both of them touched the ground,

burst into laughter at the sight of Jonathan running

him escape! He must be captured at all

“Understood!”

grunting in unison, more than ten figures in military uniform leaped into

independent will, they were

Warriors that Remdik pulled its

military point of view, Beta Warriors possessed the qualities of the perfect soldier—calm, powerful,

requirements. It saw no reason to invest further

was eager for the soldiers to hunt Jonathan down in a suicidal

of them killed, cutting off Remdik's access to them, could he

new batch of cultivators, he would be able to continue his unfinished

Beta Warriors to the battlefield or cooked up an excuse to have them killed, he would have likely suffered the same fate

today presented him with the

the biggest impediment to

kill him was entirely reasonable. Even

be wiped out by

be a win from

hundreds of Grandmaster Realm cultivators followed behind

Ksana swiftly made their way

Ksana had managed to calm down. Despite her bold demeanor, the overwhelming spiritual

how did you end up offending so many cultivators? All of them are

gave Ksana a seething look. From the moment they began to flee, he had already consumed four

the Divine Chessboard earlier had drained

Chanaean? Do I look like