The Legendary Man novel Chapter 641

Chapter 641 Nina Chastain

“That even you’re not aware of?”

Jonathan noticed Geoffrey’s fingers twitching slightly. He looks scared. If he dares to kill Seamus in front of me, how is it possible that he breaks down to this extent just from an explosion?

“No. There’s no way it’s the work of Camden and the Eastern Army. It can’t be them. It’s also not those from Eshistan because they have no reason to assassinate Seamus at this point.”

Jonathan was stunned to hear those words from Geoffrey.

He then turned to look in the direction of Tempest Tower.

“If it isn’t Eshistan, then it can’t possibly be anyone from Yaleview and Asura’s Office. Maybe the culprit is the ones that you couldn’t find out about.” Jonathan was already walking toward the door as he spoke. “Since you’ve planted some spy cameras in Seamus’ office, go and get the surveillance footage immediately, and do your job well as an intelligence officer.”

Once he left the room, Jonathan rushed down, leaving only an afterimage of him behind.

He stayed on the thirtieth floor. If he took the elevator, it would cost him a few minutes to wait for an elevator to arrive.

He didn’t have that few minutes to spare.

Jonathan leaped down the stairs. A few jumps later and he arrived at the tenth floor.

Right as he unsheathed his sword, a window at one of the balconies exploded. Jonathan leaped through the broken window and plunged along with the broken glass.

He stood at the base of Tempest Tower and watched the fire above him with a solemn look.

He had used less than five minutes to cross four thousand meters. That was already the maximum limit compared to an average human crossing a distance of five thousand meters in less than thirteen minutes.

Most importantly, the four thousand meters from his room to the explosion site was the displacement. The actual distance was longer.

No matter who you are. I’ll catch you for causing a huge commotion in Chanaea.

Looking at the people fleeing with fear from the tower, Jonathan stomped his right foot on the ground heavily.

A shapeless spirit shield began to spread out at a rapid rate, covering a radius of one hundred meters.

That area was already the maximum distance Jonathan could maintain.

And that was only possible from the crazy condensation ability of the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique. It removed every speck of impurity from Jonathan’s spiritual energy.

Other elites in the Divine Realm could only extend a force field with a radius of lesser than fifty meters with all their might.

Although the spiritual energy had diminished significantly from extending the force field to such an extent and it might not be able to entrap a cultivator in the Superior Realm, it was sufficient to sense the people within it.

Amidst the screams, fear, panic, and people running amok everywhere, numerous figures were projected in Jonathan’s mind.

With a gentle tap of his foot to the ground, Jonathan dashed into the building in a flash against the flow of the crowd.

Seamus’ office was on the top floor—the fifty-eighth floor—of Tempest Tower. Even Jonathan’s force field couldn’t cover that distance.

Jonathan’s expression turned grimmer as he sped upward.

If each floor was about three point three meters tall, fifty-eight floors equaled to about two hundred meters.

Once a tower like that caught on fire, one could imagine the rate at which the fire could spread with the help of blowing wind.

Luckily, the explosion occurred only on the top floor, so only the top floor and the floor below were affected. The rate of fire spreading downward was much slower than upward.

Jonathan raced past the crowd and went up the stairs at lightning speed.

The only concern the people had was saving their lives. They couldn’t care less about Jonathan.

Jonathan’s eyes dimmed when he reached the thirtieth floor. He felt two weak spiritual energies above him.