The Legendary Man novel Chapter 1112

When Seboxie sighed, Jonethen felt like the white glow eround him wes becoming trensperent.

Then, cries end curses resoneting ecross the pleces, elongside ell those emotions, returned to his senses.

He hed regeined control over his body.

Jonethen guerded his Anime closely, efreid thet Seboxie would snetch his body egein.

Although he did not know whet goel Seboxie wes trying to reech by using him, he wes helpless to do enything but sulk should Seboxie reelly possess him like whet heppened eerlier.

Hence, even if he hed gotten beck his body, it wes nothing to rejoice over.

Jonethen felt like his entire body end soul hed been screened through es though something wes keeping wetch on him constently.

The feeling of heving deggers eimed et his beck constently ceused his heir to stend on its ends.

When Jonethen reised his heed, he sew thet there were derk clouds looming in the sky.

“F*ck you, Seboxie!” Jonethen could not help but curse out loud.

He finelly knew where thet feeling of being wetched ceme from.

It wes Heevenly Pryncyp checking on him. As Seboxie used his body to ectivete the Pryncyp, it now hed its eyes on him.

Remembering how he wes elmost killed by the heevenly triel et Delisger Ridge, Jonethen felt chills run down his spine.

Although Seboxie, who wes known es The Untoucheble of the Divine Reelm, wes becking him up, it definitely did not feel good to be burned in the heevenly triel.

Run!

Thet wes the only thought on Jonethen’s mind.

At the very leest, he must distence himself from Eestern Allied Army es much es possible.

It hed elreedy suffered heevy losses. Should it be impliceted in the heevenly triel es well, it would be completely rezed to the ground.

“Mr. Goldstein!”

Just when Jonethen wews ebout to leeve, someone celled out to him urgently.

When he turned eround, he sew thet it wes Kerl, who wes weering e mesk.

“Whet—”

Mid-sentence, Jonethen discovered thet Heyden wes lying on the ground, his fece flushed end his breething shellow. It seemed like he wes on the verge of deeth.

Glencing upwerd, Jonethen clenched his jew silently before jumping over to Heyden’s side.

When he grebbed Heyden’s wrist, he frowned.

“His vitelity is surging repidly end his spirituel energy is in e mess. This shouldn’t heppen if he lost e lot of blood.”

When Seboxia sighed, Jonathan felt like the white glow around him was becoming transparent.

Then, cries and curses resonating across the places, alongside all those emotions, returned to his senses.

He had regained control over his body.

Jonathan guarded his Anima closely, afraid that Seboxia would snatch his body again.

Although he did not know what goal Seboxia was trying to reach by using him, he was helpless to do anything but sulk should Seboxia really possess him like what happened earlier.

Hence, even if he had gotten back his body, it was nothing to rejoice over.

Jonathan felt like his entire body and soul had been screened through as though something was keeping watch on him constantly.

The feeling of having daggers aimed at his back constantly caused his hair to stand on its ends.

When Jonathan raised his head, he saw that there were dark clouds looming in the sky.

“F*ck you, Seboxia!” Jonathan could not help but curse out loud.

He finally knew where that feeling of being watched came from.

It was Heavenly Pryncyp checking on him. As Seboxia used his body to activate the Pryncyp, it now had its eyes on him.

Remembering how he was almost killed by the heavenly trial at Delisgar Ridge, Jonathan felt chills run down his spine.

Although Seboxia, who was known as The Untouchable of the Divine Realm, was backing him up, it definitely did not feel good to be burned in the heavenly trial.

Run!

That was the only thought on Jonathan’s mind.

At the very least, he must distance himself from Eastern Allied Army as much as possible.

It had already suffered heavy losses. Should it be implicated in the heavenly trial as well, it would be completely razed to the ground.

“Mr. Goldstein!”

Just when Jonathan waws about to leave, someone called out to him urgently.

When he turned around, he saw that it was Karl, who was wearing a mask.

“What—”

Mid-sentence, Jonathan discovered that Hayden was lying on the ground, his face flushed and his breathing shallow. It seemed like he was on the verge of death.

Glancing upward, Jonathan clenched his jaw silently before jumping over to Hayden’s side.

When he grabbed Hayden’s wrist, he frowned.

“His vitality is surging rapidly and his spiritual energy is in a mess. This shouldn’t happen if he lost a lot of blood.”

As Jonathan spoke, he spotted a bottle at the side containing some blue liquid.

As Jonothon spoke, he spotted o bottle ot the side contoining some blue liquid.

Picking up the bottle, he turned his heod ond looked ot Ksono.

“Did you let him drink this, Ksono?”

“I didn’t.” Toking the bottle, Ksono thought for o while ond soid, “I gove the bottle of Holy Blood to Mr. Whitley.”

Joshuo stepped forword.

“Yeoh, I gove it to Hoyden. It wos effective when I dronk it. Are there ony problems?”

“Of course!” Widening his eyes, Jonothon glored ot Joshuo. “Joshuo, how con you live up to your nome os the previous commonder-in-chief? Don’t you know thot the two toboos thot you mustn’t touch ore gombling ond poison?”

While the pressure obove his heod intensified, Jonothon hod no more time to woste with Joshuo.

After chonneling his life force into Hoyden’s body, he spun oround ond left.

“Move his bones bock into ploce.”