The Legendary Man

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!

of shattering glass, he flew through the windows of

was knocked senseless from the impact. Blood spilled from every

was counting on the remnants of Pryncyp of Strength within him to survive the blast. Only then did

for the magnitude of the blast,

energy into the bronze handbell above his head to

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

stunned and just looked at Jonathan. Just as they were about to step forward to examine the situation, a figure entered through

old man stomped down on Jonathan, causing him to spew

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

His eyes no longer contained

members of the Collins family located him and interrupted his

that day, the old man's cultivation level had deteriorated steadily

over time until he died an unknown cripple. But the tsar of Remdik

a wish from

he was going to ask for—the medicine capable of reversing even death stored within the tsar's

been destroyed to such an extent that the effectiveness of the medicine was questionable, his body was beyond repair. Therefore, he had nothing to lose and was

keep a close eye on Jonathan's every move so he could arrive at Ballachov ahead

did not expect Jonathan to be capable of

h*ll! I almost got blown up by Jonathan before we entered into negotiations. Being pissed is an

Jonathan flickered frantically. It

one last time, a

a man in a cape approaching

old man asked, glaring at

venerable Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly

he heard his name, which

somebody still remembers my

absolute phase of Divine Realm within fifty years. If