The Legendary Man novel Chapter 1062

The Legendary Man Chapter 1062-“Awoo!”

Howl after howl filled the air.

That was the unique way of communication between the werewolf warriors.

Only a small number of werewolf warriors from Remdik had arrived. After all, the werewolves had infiltrated every city in Eshistan for the sake of completing the first stage of their mission.

Hence, it was impossible for them all to gather at Kransbay’s base at the same time even if it was time for the second stage of their mission to commence.

Horbah’s werewolf warriors were the first to reach, and at present, there were less than fifty werewolf warriors who had arrived outside Kransbay’s base.

That was why Kane, Zachary, and the others dared to confront their enemies with the werewolf warriors.

The sun was rising in the east and casting a warm blanket over the cold land.

However, what followed after the first few rays of dawn that represented hope was a merciless slaughter.

“Pay attention to this! Our werewolf cultivators have a yellow ribbon on their left hand and warning lights on their shoulders!” Rebecca announced to her snipers before pulling the trigger of her sniper rifle.

With her precision, she could accurately strike a werewolf’s heart from a distance of two thousand meters, so hitting her targets within a range of less than a thousand meters was certainly within her capabilities.

Two werewolf warriors lunged at Zachary in a frenzy, but suddenly, blood sprayed in the air. One of the werewolf warriors had half of his head shot off.

Both Zachary and the surviving werewolf leaped back in shock.

Only then did the sound of the gunshot finally travel into his ear.

“God, could you please tell me that you’re going to fire?” Zachary muttered under his breath before charging toward the surviving werewolf with a wry smile, brandishing his saber.

Rebecca’s sneer came from the other end of the receiver.

“Don’t worry. If my aim goes astray, I’ll be the one to compose your epitaph.”

Upon hearing Rebecca’s words, Kane quietly added another layer of spirit shield for himself.

For the first time in his life, he regretted being able to speak.

As he separated his palms, a crackling bolt of blue lightning materialized between them.

Before the three werewolves who were approaching him could reach him, their fur bristled.

“Die, pests!” Kane bellowed before speeding ahead and transforming into a blue ray of light, leaving behind the charred corpse of a werewolf in his wake.

It was an electric spiritual root—something that was on par with Pryncyp according to ancient texts.

People who possessed it could gather the power of electricity right after they started their path of cultivation. In other words, they were rare cultivation geniuses.

If such a rare asset like Kane appeared around two thousand years ago, all the forces in Chanaea would have been scrambling to win him over and make him their disciple.

Alas, no one was interested in Kane in the current time period, for his cultivation technique had been lost to time.

Furthermore, the balance of nature had shifted. Pryncyp was now the ultimate power for cultivators.

Apotheosis was no longer the end goal of the current society.

Kane took advantage of his speed to get rid of two werewolves.

However, even though the power of electricity was mighty, it was exhausting to use it.

Kane visibly slowed down after killing the second werewolf, and that gave the other werewolf beside him the chance to strike.

That werewolf jumped and swung its sharp claw at Kane’s back.

Blood sprayed everywhere, and Kane widened his eyes in shock before jumping ahead, belatedly dodging the assault.

A huge chunk of flesh on his back was torn off by the claw, but when he turned around, he saw that a long sword had pierced the werewolf’s chest.