The Legendary Man novel Chapter 581

Chapter 581 Run

Jonathan sprinted in Joselle’s wake through the abyss. According to Joselle, she lived not far from where Jonathan grilled the meat. Though both of them had been dashing madly forward for half an hour, Joselle showed no signs of slowing.

It was then Jonathan finally felt something awry. He had seen Summerbank Mountain in its entirety from Prima Majestica on the outside. Even though the three peaks were rather far apart, it was a journey of a dozen miles at most.

The abyss between the summits should not exceed that distance, no matter their size. Upon entering Summerbank Abyss, Jonathan had, aside from the distance he had covered with Joselle, run more than ten miles back then to escape the Beetle.

However, he underestimated the distance due to the unique sights and strange happenings within Summerbank Abyss. Now it seemed that the perimeter of Summerbank Abyss was quite a bit larger than expected.

It was a world of its own within its deceptively small area. In comparison to the outside world, Jonathan noticed similarities in the location to the formation method recorded in the second volume of the Necrobook.

However, Jonathan did not dare make a confident assumption, as he had only glanced through the volume. “Are we not there yet, Joselle?” Jonathan asked curiously.

“You shouldn’t ask the questions a master would ask. Play the part of the slave.” Though Joselle did not object to the name Jonathan gave her, she was very persistent in calling him a slave. The terrain began to ascend. The pair soon arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Joselle hopped forward easily. Though the width of every stride was not wide, she moved with great speed and disappeared into the dense forest ahead in the blink of an eye.

Having recently recovered his cultivation level, Jonathan was not going to be left behind. A moment after Joselle landed, he appeared in a flash beside her.

However, Jonathan’s eyelids twitched upon his arrival as he was greeted by two rows of mummified corpses on the ground.

Judging by the extent of damage to the corpses’ clothes, they had been dead for years. Scanning them with his spiritual sense, Jonathan found exactly twenty-three of them.

Jonathan could not repress a sense of confusion upon recalling that Joselle once mentioned that she had seen twenty-four outsiders, including himself.

“Are these the outsiders you were talking about, Joselle?”

“That’s right. They’re all here,” she said matter-of-factly before pointing at one of the dried corpses. “This was the fellow who had called me ‘Puppy’ and made me call him ‘Master.’ He was also the first outsider I’d seen.”

Jonathan sighed inwardly upon seeing the pile of bones littered on the ground.

These men must have been expert martial artists to have made it into Summerbank Abyss.

Upon entering and meeting such a naïve girl as Joselle, who did not put up her guard, they must have been tempted by wicked thoughts.

Unsurprisingly, their fate ended in two hundred pieces of their bones strewn about the ground. Even after death, their corpses had not been left whole.

This is lady is definitely not to be trifled with.

For the first time, Jonathan felt thankful for his fate compared to the men before him.

He felt fortunate that his lust was under control, or he would not have escaped the fate of being the twenty-fourth corpse.

“The two old priests I mentioned, slave, are those two kneeling over there.”

As Joselle spoke, she pointed at two corpses clad in vivid-colored robes.

As brightly as they were dressed, they were still nothing more than two corpses.

Though the torn robes had faded with time, the green and gold embroidery upon them glittered with no sign of decay.

Both of them were dressed so well, even seated cross-legged in the manner of masters. Could they be the legendary God Realm warriors who had joined forces to enter Summerbank Abyss?