Chapter 943 Live Leverage

“Run!” the old man shouted before turning around and dashing backward.

He was the only one who was in a panic.

If the others did not take cover and opted instead to expend further spiritual energy to maintain the trap formation, nothing would happen to them.

Though the force of the explosion would be immense, they would only be thrown off their feet and sustain serious injuries at worst rather than losing their lives.

However, it was ruined by his call to flee.

Being in the trap formation, the old man would not have survived if the bomb had gone off.

His call to flee was not only in concern for the lives of over thirty men under him but also to have them disrupt the formation so he could escape unharmed.

With a deafening blast, the bomb went off.

The air compressed violently. A shockwave spread outward in an instant.

Except for the old man, the three dozen cultivators of Grandmaster Realm were struck by the shockwave.

Aside from several who stumbled backward, a majority maintained the spirit shield with all their strength even while running for their lives.

Upon receiving the order to retreat, most of them turned their backs toward the center of the explosion.

Those who were struck by the blast were sent flying into the air, howling in pain.

Steaks of golden light swirled at the center of the blast. It was the strange bronze handbell hanging above Jonathan's head.

Though the bronze handbell could deter most defenses, the shock of Jonathan's strike transmitted onto himself.

Crack!

glass, he flew through the windows of the airport terminal and landed

senseless from the impact. Blood spilled from every orifice and made it impossible for him

within him to survive the blast. Only then did he

being mentally prepared for the magnitude of the blast, he was ill-prepared for the

the bronze handbell above his head to maintain the

his mind was blank at that moment—he was truly in the

as they were about to step forward to examine the situation, a figure entered through the hole Jonathan had flown

to spew a geyser of blood onto the flickering golden

marshal his Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon remained motionless, unable

man gazed down at Jonathan. His eyes no longer contained the

about to have a breakthrough but members of the Collins family located him and interrupted his

deteriorated steadily until he stagnated at the absolute

unknown cripple. But the tsar of Remdik

a

old man knew what he was going to ask for—the medicine capable

was questionable, his

eye on Jonathan's every move so he could

not expect Jonathan to be capable of creating such

almost got blown up by Jonathan before we entered into negotiations.

around Jonathan flickered frantically. It had turned

time, a soft thud sounded behind the old

a man in a

man asked, glaring at

must be the venerable Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly as he undid

when he heard his name, which

can't believe somebody still remembers

he gazed at Jonathan's wretched figure on the ground. “Since Remdik Emperor's reign, you are the only one capable of attaining the absolute phase of Divine Realm within fifty years. If it were not for Enlighteners, you might also have been the

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