The Legendary Man

Chapter 946 The End Of A Legend

Both Vassily and Jokovich cornered Jonathan.

To survive, he had to choose which opponent he would face and which one to leave for Heaven Sword to deal with.

Due to his extreme speed, Jokovich was the obvious choice to face Heaven Sword.

However, Heaven Sword was too slow. In its prior encounter against Vassily, it did not succeed after the first time it caught him off guard and severed his arm.

In other words, Heaven Sword could only serve as a diversion against Vassily at best due to the vast amounts of energy it had used up.

Everything Jonathan had planned was aimed at stirring up psychological warfare between his two opponents.

He wanted them to think Vassily was the one chosen to face Heaven Sword to prevent the latter from reaching him.

Only in this manner could a formidable fighter like Vassily be distracted by the blade to allow Jonathan the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

Though the arrow looked harmless, it had once harmed Jonathan.

If not for his timely handling of the poison imbued on its tip, he would not have survived it even with his Pryncyp of Strength replenishing his reserves.

With Vassily's Kore broken, how else will he fight this?

Vassily examined the wound on his chest. Despite being quick enough to dodge Jonathan's strike and avoiding a fatal stab to his heart, the poison from the arrow was swiftly spreading through his body.

The wound had turned into a bruise the color of mud.

Once the poison was in his system, it spread even quicker. It was beginning to take over his lungs.

Without hesitation, Vassily drew a dagger and cut out a chunk of flesh the size of his fist from the wounded area.

Vassily smiled bitterly when he saw the black blood oozing out of him.

“After laying low all these years, I can't believe I'll fall by your hand.”

Having once been a Divine Realm cultivator in the absolute phase, Vassily knew how dire his condition was.

survive such a poison. All he had to do was master a certain

Strength as a sieve, he could purge even

would I go to find a complete Pryncyp of Strength to treat myself right

a vicious and calculated maneuver from someone as young as you, Jonathan. Even in my death, you

a light step,

took the strike, then burrowed

“Stay where you are!”

fierce roar and slammed his right hand onto the ground, causing his spiritual energy to flow

man mastered Earthly

place beneath his

noticed something

plot would have changed if it was an escape technique. However, the earth beneath my feet did no more than harden.

Pryncyp of Strength and

downward, the spiritual energy force field beneath his

Dragon Technique, Jonathan swiftly sank into

had been busy dueling Jokovich in the distance, dissolved into

“Get out!”

Boom!

violent tremors behind him,

Vassily was livid.

chance at recovery, he had captured Jonathan only to let it slip

he was beside

Jonathan, Vassily slammed

shook. Like an excavator in human form, Vassily dug a crater several meters across and close to thirty meters deep in

all his rage, he was still a man who

from a single swipe, he ended up with less than half

the further

senses, Jonathan's aura had long

again, Jonathan had escaped under the noses

edge of the crater, silently gazing down

of Sanctuary, he knew all too well

of Remdik, is going to die today. This crater seems appropriate as a metaphor