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!

sound of shattering glass, he flew through the windows of the airport terminal

senseless from the impact. Blood spilled from every

of Pryncyp of Strength within him to survive the blast. Only then did

being mentally prepared for the magnitude of the blast, he was ill-prepared for the sheer force that overtook

into the bronze handbell above his head to maintain the expansion of the spirit shield, he was unable

that moment—he was truly in

were about to step forward to examine the situation,

to spew

him. As Jonathan could not marshal his Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon remained motionless,

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

his Divine Realm, he was about to have a breakthrough but members of the Collins family

had deteriorated steadily until he stagnated at

would diminish over time until he died an unknown

a wish from the tsar that was

was going to ask for—the medicine capable

medicine was questionable, his body was beyond repair. Therefore,

a close eye on Jonathan's every move so he could arrive at Ballachov ahead of time to set things

to be capable of

I almost got blown up by Jonathan before we entered into negotiations. Being pissed is

Jonathan flickered frantically. It had turned into a shadow

down one last time, a soft thud sounded behind the

around, he saw a man in

man asked,

the venerable Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said

glint flashed across Vassily's eyes when he heard his name, which

believe somebody still remembers

Emperor's reign, you are the only one capable of attaining the absolute phase of Divine Realm within fifty years. If it were not

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