The Legendary Man novel Chapter 596

Chapter 596 You Are Dead Meat

On the mountain in the middle, the sound of birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Everything seemed quiet and peaceful.

And in a field halfway up the mountain, Joselle was perched atop a rock, swinging her legs. “Slave, why don’t you act all cute again for me?”

Act cute?

Irving’s expression turned icy, electricity rippling through his body. I launch an all-out attack on her, but she dares to think I was acting cute. What’s her cultivation level? She’s a little too terrifying!

A hint of despair flashed in his eyes as he cast his gaze over the twenty-three shriveled corpses and skeletons.

I’m not Jonathan, but as the head of the Phantom Sect’s last disciple, I know a little about some secrets. Although their clothes have seen better days after exposure to the wind and rain, I can tell from the style and material that they were disciples of various ancient sects. In fact, two of them had on gorgeous and colorful clothes. Despite being torn and tattered, the colors are still as vibrant as when they were new. Just one look is enough to tell that they weren’t just any ordinary clothes.

Irving compared the two sets of clothes with the portraits of the two missing God Realm-level elites in his mind, and what he concluded made his heart sink.

These two corpses are them! This woman sure has a weird taste, arranging dead bodies into different poses for fun. If I don’t think of a way to get out of here, I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape a similar fate as them.

With that thought in mind, he moved abruptly and dashed downhill.

Although he made the same decision as Jonathan, his cultivation level was one tier lower than the latter.

Hence, he only managed to run two steps before getting stepped on.

Joselle lowered her head and giggled as she pressed her foot against Irving’s face.

“One escaped earlier, so I sure can’t let another do the same. Otherwise, I’ll be bored out of my mind.”

Just then, a buzzing noise rang out from the foot of the mountain.

Clang!

Joselle turned and gazed in that direction after hearing the sound of a bell ringing.

Then, a beam of golden light pierced through the tops of the trees and shone toward the mountaintop.

There was a loud thud as Jonathan crashed into the side of the mountain with Lauryn in his arms while wielding the bronze handbell.

The jarring impact caused a retrograde blood flow in Jonathan, and his meridian and spiritual energy were also slightly affected.

There was also a flickering golden light around him. Jonathan and Lauryn rolled down the side of the mountain, only coming to a stop after knocking into a sitting corpse and shattering it to pieces.

“Jonathan?”

Joselle looked as though she had just discovered a new continent when she saw Jonathan. Forgetting all about Irving under her foot, she rushed over to Jonathan excitedly.

Then, she reached out and took Lauryn from Jonathan’s arms. Due to the shockwaves from the bell earlier, Lauryn was covered in blood.

Joselle merely cast a careless glance at Lauryn before tossing the latter aside, looking somewhat displeased.

The way she did so was no different from how she would throw garbage.

“I’ve caught you, Jonathan,” Joselle declared with a grin.

A chill ran down his spine as he gazed at her beautiful face.

This little br*t looks harmless, but the brutality of her actions is the worst I’ve ever seen in my life. Even Hades, one of the Eight Kings of War known for his coldness, might not be a match for her. If possible, I never want to see her again. Who would’ve expected me to return to this place of my own accord after only a few hours? Oh, what a cruel twist of fate!

“Joselle, it has been a while since we last met.”