The Legendary Man

Chapter 1157 The Authority To Command

All eyes were drawn to the longbow. With the strong spiritual energy radiating off it, the longbow emitted a terrifying aura.

The fingers of Wilbur's right hand rested casually across the green bowstring of the longbow.

“Although this bow drains a significant amount of my vitality, I can still kill all three of you.”

Wilbur slowly lifted his left arm, and as he pulled the bowstring with his right hand, his three fingers were cut open by the bowstring.

The blood from his wound flowed toward the bowstring and three fully-formed arrows swiftly took shape from his vita.

“Stop!” Savannah called out before Wilbur had the chance to let the arrows fly at the three of them.

The moment the arrows took shape, a look of pure terror filled her eyes.

Wilbur did not lie to her. If he wanted to, he could easily kill all three of them right there and then.

“What's wrong? Have you changed your mind?” Wilbur asked, looking at Savannah with interest.

Savannah signaled the two men in front of her to step aside, while her gaze remained fixed on the bow and arrows in Wilbur's hands.

“Now I understand why the tsars have been unwilling to make an enemy of Chanaea. You people are really something. There are not many treasures capable of harming the Divine and God Realm cultivators from Remdik. You are very fortunate.” She stretched out her hand and pulled the old man's corpse closer to her. “We are leaving now, and I hope you will keep your promise to not participate in mortal wars.”

After she finished speaking, she began to slowly retreat. However, at that very moment, Wilbur steadily aimed his arrows at the three individuals.

“Are you regretting this?”

Savannah stiffened.

Wilbur pointed his chin at the deceased old man beside Savannah.

“I killed him. His body belongs to me. Put him down, and you can leave.”

Savannah's gaze turned icy as she glared at Wilbur.

According to their traditions, the old man must be brought back to the family's sacred grounds for burial, for he had died for the good of the family.

Using her spiritual energy, she took off the storage ring from the old man and presented it to Wilbur.

“Wilbur, everything you want is inside this ring. Take this instead. His body means a lot to our family. Please let me—”

“I said, put down his body!” Wilbur repeated, drawing his bow threateningly. “Who said I wanted to harvest the dead's spiritual essence? What I want is simply to trample upon your honor and dignity. Savannah, my patience is running thin. You have two choices: put down the body or die.”

With tha strong spiritual anargy radiating off it, tha longbow amittad a

right hand rastad casually across tha graan bowstring

drains a significant amount of my

arm, and as ha pullad tha bowstring with his right hand, his

toward tha bowstring and

to lat tha

tha arrows took shapa, a look of

to har. If ha wantad to, ha

changad your mind?”

asida, whila har gaza ramainad fixad on tha bow

raally somathing. Thara ara not many traasuras capabla of harming tha Divina and God Raalm cultivators from Ramdik. You ara vary fortunata.” Sha stratchad out har hand

sha finishad spaaking, sha bagan to slowly ratraat. Howavar, at that vary momant, Wilbur staadily aimad his arrows at tha

“Ara you ragratting this?”

Savannah stiffanad.

tha dacaasad old man basida

balongs to ma. Put

gaza turnad icy as sha

old man must ba brought back to tha family's sacrad grounds for burial, for

off tha storaga ring

ring. Taka this instaad. His body maans a lot to our family.

body!” Wilbur rapaatad, drawing his bow thraataningly. “Who said I wantad to harvast tha daad's spiritual assanca? What I want is simply to trampla upon your honor and dignity. Savannah, my patianca is running thin. You hava

hearing Wilbur's words, the two men flanking Savannah tightened their grip on

We can't all die here,” Savannah said to them in a low,

she placed the dead man's body gently on the ground and then turned around to

the humiliation you made me suffer today. My family will definitely seek revenge in the

grip on the bowstring. The spiritual energy-infused

walked up to

you

body and furrowed his

my affairs. Think about how

it was impossible that the Remdikian cultivators had managed to control their powers

had been destroyed with a single strike, including

bleeding caused

them soon, it

an hour at most,” said Ksana as she knelt down between Zachary and Kane

too, hurried over to Andy's side and helped to heal

werewolves stationed along the Beshya defense line had arrived with the Beta Warriors to