Chapter 919 People From Sanctuary

“A fighter jet?”

Charleigh looked up in surprise at the pitch-black night sky upon hearing the distant sounds.

“Are they planning on just blowing us up? D*mn it! At the very least, they could try to save me. Am I not worth the effort? Jonathan! Let go of me! If you restore my elixir field, I can fight alongside you guys and take them on!”

Charleigh was about to continue when a gust of spiritual energy sealed his lips.

Jonathan's brows furrowed as he listened to the sounds in the sky.

“I would rather kill you than restore your spiritual energy. Don't even think about it.”

“Master, why don't we kill him after we find out how he transforms these soldiers?” Ksana asked Jonathan seriously.

“Mmph! Mm-hmm!”

Upon hearing Ksana's words, Charleigh started twisting his body violently with a reddened face. No one knew what he was trying to say.

Jonathan shook his head slightly.

“I've considered it before, but crippling him and taking the experiment results for ourselves would be the worst-case scenario, given the number of variables that can influence these experiments. Everyone is aware of these drugs and molecular formulas, but only a few are capable of creating them correctly.”

“Mmph! Mmph!”

Charleigh nodded vigorously upon hearing Jonathan's words.

He was no longer the prideful scientist in the face of danger as he knew that Jonathan had many considerations, but Ksana didn't. Even though he lost his cultivation, he could still feel Ksana's murderous intent toward him.

If Charleigh could apologize now, he would definitely offer Ksana the most sincere apology he could muster.

Women, no matter their identities or how powerful they were, were particularly adept at holding grudges.

Although Ksana disliked Charleigh, she obeyed Jonathan's orders.

going to kill Charleigh, Ksana didn't ask

up at the night sky with concern and queried, “Master, should we

three hundred miles south of Mortling Castle, so we're still in Remdik. However, this fighter jet was flying from the south. If it was a routine mission, it should have been dispatched directly from the base south of Merania. There was no need to fly this jet from such

the fighter jet flew past their heads a hundred meters above

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

fired into the sky by

the three people's shadows became

“Master, let's go!”

reason, Ksana felt uneasy when

to look at Ksana, and a glint of confusion flashed

identity. She

Jonathan found it hard to imagine what could scare

to ask questions,

by the fighter jet

or even cultivators

determine which direction

make it easier for them to get

was even more meaningless to bet on a random

meters with a single step, they

fighter jet could travel faster than the speed of sound. Was it even possible for someone to run more than three hundred and forty meters

imaging system, the fighter jet could circle their heads until

Where could they run?

Ksana spoke

his head

even tightened her grip on her

his hands on Ksana's shoulders, comforting her, “Ksana, I'm here for you no

a nearly undetectable stream of life

as if she was soaking in warm water, relieving her of

leaped over the mountain ridge and landed twenty meters away

a bearded old man, four middle-aged men

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