The Legendary Man

Chapter 1291 In A Siege

Roy's gaze landed on the three hip flasks on the stone table. Subsequently, using his spiritual energy, he pushed them towards Neil.

“Take these three flasks and consider them my gift for your final journey. God Realm cultivators' casualty rate in the South Outer City has been so high in recent years that it caught the attention of Yannopolis. They're suspecting you're up to no good. Even though there's no evidence, they still want to eliminate you to prevent any trouble from arising. As for your position as the governor of the Southern Outer City, Yannopolis will personally find a replacement. I'm telling you all this because we're acquaintances. I don't want you dying without knowing why. Our small world is only this big. Apart from Yannopolis, you, Neil, are the only one on equal footing with me. Consider it as like knows like.”

At that moment, Roy's bones were constantly creaking, and the murderous intent in his eyes had reached an unprecedented intensity.

“Neil, before we start, I have one final question for you.”

Neil, sipping his drink, looked at Roy, then laughed heartily.

“Ask away. I've already revealed everything anyway, so I'll answer whatever question you have.”

“Thank you,” Roy said with a laugh. “Since you dare to bring someone here to assassinate me, you must have made thorough arrangements in advance. Even though you'll be dying shortly, I'm still curious. How exactly did you formulate your plan? I want to know, how exactly do you plan to walk out of my residence here in North Outer City unscathed? And who exactly is your inside source here? I suppose it must be someone very close to me, right?”

Neil had already raised the last flask in his hand.

“Roy, I can only answer one of your questions with this last flask. I came here without the intention of leaving your residence. Besides, you're already dead anyway, so it doesn't matter where I'm going. As for the second question, I really can't answer you. See here, if you don't die while I do, and this insider lives, it'll only make you walk on eggshells, dubious of those around you, and cost you sleepless nights. On the other hand, if you were to die while I lived, I planned to continue using him to keep an eye on the governor of North Outer City. I won't expose such a great insider recklessly, don't you agree?”

After finishing his words, Neil tilted his head back and downed the last mouthful of spirits.

When Neil looked up, Roy's fist, possessing terrifying spiritual energy, aimed directly at his face, accompanied by a low shout.

Bang!

Neil swung the hip flask in his hand toward Roy.

As the flask shattered, Jonathan charged swiftly toward Celestus at the side.

Jonathan and even the others started to cast their spell, not daring to hold anything back.

“Attack!”

cultivators around

nothing

swift strike, Jonathan's Heaven Sword

blood was sprayed, no internal

if he could be

stepped back to dodge the fatal blow. It was in that instant that several weapons flashed

“Go!”

hand, Jonathan made a throwing gesture

suddenly appeared in front of the

Ding! Dong!

series of

flew

tightly entwining the

he had come up with in

the bronze handbell reflects every attack it receives back to me through spiritual energy, what if it has no connection to me? The bronze handbell requires spiritual energy to activate. However, it will still maintain its state for a fleeting moment even after spiritual energy is withdrawn. That is the moment it won't absorb any attacks and hurt me. The key to using this method is to master the timing. If the spiritual energy is channeled too early,

risky move akin to playing with his life for daring to use

time, the full-force attacks from the three God Realm cultivators would have rebounded into his body. The mere shock of it would have robbed him

sudden move also gave Celestus quite a

how the bronze

hands were formidable. One could withstand a strike from three God Realm cultivators, and the other could slice through his armor, nearly costing him

Both were valuable items.

up his mind. He

them! Protect

weapons, to lunge toward

Technique,