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!

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

the impact. Blood spilled from every orifice

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

the magnitude of the blast, he was ill-prepared

energy into the bronze handbell above his head to

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

to step forward to examine the situation,

down on Jonathan, causing him to spew a geyser of

Sword lay beside him. As Jonathan could not marshal his Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon remained motionless, unable to

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

about to have a breakthrough but members of

steadily until

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

to a wish from the tsar that was

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

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 willing to

his connections to keep a close eye on Jonathan's every move so he could arrive

expect Jonathan to be

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

light around Jonathan flickered frantically. It had turned into a shadow that could dissipate

down one last time, a soft thud

man in

old man asked, glaring

Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly as he undid his

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

can't believe somebody still

of Divine Realm within fifty years. If it were not for Enlighteners, you might also have