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!

sound of shattering glass, he flew through the windows of

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

the remnants of Pryncyp of Strength within him to survive the blast. Only then did he dare set

blast, he was ill-prepared

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

at that moment—he

Jonathan. Just as they were about to step forward to

Jonathan, causing him to spew

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

Jonathan. His eyes no

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

steadily until he stagnated at the absolute phase of

an unknown cripple. But the tsar of

person who captured Jonathan was entitled to a wish from the tsar that was

man knew what he was going to ask for—the medicine capable of reversing even death stored within

his body was beyond repair. Therefore, he had nothing to

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

to be capable of creating such

Jonathan before we entered

stomped twice again, and the golden light around Jonathan flickered frantically. It had

one last time, a soft

saw a man in a cape

asked, glaring

venerable Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly as he

when he heard his name, which dimmed a

can't believe somebody

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 first cultivator