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!

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

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

counting on the remnants of Pryncyp of Strength within him to survive the blast. Only then did he dare set off such a

magnitude of the blast, he was ill-prepared

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

that moment—he was truly in the

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

down on Jonathan, causing him to spew a

Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon remained

Jonathan. His eyes no longer

breakthrough but members of the Collins family

steadily until he stagnated at the

would diminish over time until he died an unknown cripple. But the tsar of Remdik issued an order

was entitled to a wish

old man knew what 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

was the reason he mobilized his connections to keep a close eye on Jonathan's every move so he could arrive at Ballachov ahead

not expect Jonathan to

blown up by Jonathan before we entered into negotiations. Being pissed

again, and the golden light around Jonathan flickered frantically. It had turned into a shadow that could dissipate at

last time, a soft thud

saw a man in a cape approaching

the old man asked, glaring at the

venerable Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly

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

somebody still remembers

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 in Remdik