The Legendary Man novel Chapter 597

Chapter 597 The Mystery Of Summerbank

Master? Hearing Jonathan’s words, Lauryn directed her gaze toward Joselle in puzzlement. At the same time, Irving, whose cheek swelled up terribly, was throwing a scornful glare at Jonathan.

He finally understood why Joselle would knock him out for no reason and bring him here. How is that pure coincidence? Jonathan must’ve run toward me on purpose to divert attention! D*mn it! I’ll kill him sooner or later!

Irving could not help but curse inwardly after catching a glimpse of that smug expression on Jonathan’s face as if he had succeeded in his treacherous plan.

On the other hand, Vladimir’s horsetail whisk was grabbed so tightly by Joselle that no matter what he did, he could not withdraw it. He was undoubtedly dumbfounded.

“Who are you?”

A frosty glint flashed across Vladimir’s gaze as he sensed the intimidating aura radiating from Joselle.

“I didn’t have a name previously, but I do now. I’m Joselle Goldstein. Your capabilities aren’t too bad. How about you become my slave too?” Joselle said with a laugh.

“Joselle Goldstein?” As soon as Vladimir heard that name, he instinctively turned to look at Jonathan.

The same surname? Why does it feel like they’re siblings?

What truly baffled him was Jonathan’s greeting earlier.

Vladimir’s eyes dimmed as he fixed them on Jonathan and the rest.

“Since you’re all here, it saves me some time and effort to go and search for everyone. Well, this makes things easier for me!”

As he spoke, the spiritual energy within him began to surge. The horsetail whisk in his grip suddenly expanded into innumerous white threads that filled the skies before wrapping around Joselle’s body.

Then, those white threads tightened abruptly, turning Joselle into a giant cocoon.

“Run!” Jonathan shouted at Lauryn and reached out to grab her hand to flee the scene with her.

But as he got up to Lauryn, a strange-looking gun full of murderous intent rested close to his forehead before piercing through the ground right before him.

It was Joselle’s gun.

The muscles in Jonathan’s body tensed up as he turned to look at the white cocoon beside him.

On it was a hole the size of a bowl, where he spotted Joselle wearing a smile while peeking through curiously.

“I won’t let you get away just like that!”

Following a giggle, she pried the hole with her slender hands, and before long, she tore the white cocoon apart without much force.

Jonathan stared wide-eyed at the overwhelmingly domineering scene before him.

He had put up a fight with Vladimir’s horsetail whisk earlier. He knew clearly how tough and formidable that weapon was. Yet, Joselle had managed to rip it apart with her hands.

Despite knowing how scary Joselle was, he could not help but feel stupefied.

Nonetheless, the one most astonished at that point was not Jonathan but Vladimir.

After all, Vladimir understood that magical item well since it belonged to him. Having watched it get destroyed without much effort by Joselle, he could not comprehend how fearsome she was.

He stared at Joselle nervously as he tried to escape the scene.

“Who are you exactly?”

“I am your master!”

Joselle let out a light chuckle. With a leap, she traveled a distance of more than ten meters and landed right before Vladimir.

Seeing her appearance, he swung the horsetail whisk in his grip toward her direction without hesitation.