The Legendary Man

Chapter 980 Guilt

Heaven Sword had an ancient design. With a length of three feet and three inches, the blade itself was thick and razor-sharp. It was the most standard blade design in ancient times in Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique.

Mortals preferred light and agile swords due to their ability to allow humans to pull off all sorts of tricks.

Cultivators, on the other hand, were incredibly strong. Even Charleigh, a cultivator specializing in magical arcane arrays, could easily lift an item weighing over several hundred kilograms without deliberately training for it.

Hence, lightweight and agility weren't important for cultivators.

Instead, the strengths of a cultivator's weapon depended on the weapon's variability and the amount of spiritual energy it could sustain.

Heaven Sword, for example, didn't have the special ability of transformation or formation, but it could be powered by Pryncyp and kill an enemy on its own. That was why it was ranked above many weapons.

In fact, it was truly a top divine weapon.

Rather than saying that Sophia was carrying the sword, it was more like she was merely holding the hilt of the sword.

There was no way Sophia could lift something as heavy as Heaven Sword.

Jonathan looked at Heaven Sword, the weapon he had been carrying around and loved ever since he got it. Now that I look at it, there's an inexplicable sense of rejection in my heart.

“Aunt Sophia,” Jonathan called out.

Jonathan calling for her. When she lifted her gaze toward him, she saw that

eyes, she choked out, “What's the matter with

grew up with Jonathan, and she was his only relative. She knew

Although the Goldstein family has left Yaleview, it exists still. Apart from me, you still have your grandma and Uncle Tommy in Gronga. There are still plenty of members of the

lifted his head to look at Sophia with his teary eyes. “Aunt Sophia, you guys know I'm Asura, but do you know how I got to where I am today? I had to kill! Aunt Sophia, do you know

shook her head lightly. “People die when there's war. I know you're the founder of Asura's

“One million!”

blank look. “What

if he had just aged a few decades, Jonathan uttered in a hoarse voice, “I said one million. Over the past three years, I've directly and indirectly killed over a million people. As a matter of fact, I've lost count of the lives I took. That's just an estimation, but I know that the number of people I sentenced to death is definitely more than

her mouth in response. I knew Jonathan must've resorted to ruthless methods to get Asura's Office to where it

my trip to Remdik this time. In every battle, hundreds of thousands of people would die. Do you know what we call it? We say it's an achievement! I'm only Asura today because of the one million people I killed. I wanted to end wars with violence. Yet, not only have I not ended wars, but I've brought even more chaos to Chanaea. The people I slaughtered lost their lives in vain because Chanaea still

Jonathan's cheeks as he

held on to was to get compromised, that person would feel as though everything in their life was

longer knew what advice to give Jonathan,

Jonathan's

succumbed to his inner demon, his

Realm that he looked

Pryncyp of Slaughter would never obey his command

the end of

living room of No. 1 Villa with a limbless man in