The Legendary Man novel Chapter 943

The Legendary Man Chapter 943-“Run!” the old man shouted before turning around and dashing backward.

He was the only one who was in a panic.

If the others did not take cover and opted instead to expend further spiritual energy to maintain the trap formation, nothing would happen to them.

Though the force of the explosion would be immense, they would only be thrown off their feet and sustain serious injuries at worst rather than losing their lives.

However, it was ruined by his call to flee.

Being in the trap formation, the old man would not have survived if the bomb had gone off.

His call to flee was not only in concern for the lives of over thirty men under him but also to have them disrupt the formation so he could escape unharmed.

With a deafening blast, the bomb went off.

The air compressed violently. A shockwave spread outward in an instant.

Except for the old man, the three dozen cultivators of Grandmaster Realm were struck by the shockwave.

Aside from several who stumbled backward, a majority maintained the spirit shield with all their strength even while running for their lives.

Upon receiving the order to retreat, most of them turned their backs toward the center of the explosion.

Those who were struck by the blast were sent flying into the air, howling in pain.

Steaks of golden light swirled at the center of the blast. It was the strange bronze handbell hanging above Jonathan’s head.

Though the bronze handbell could deter most defenses, the shock of Jonathan’s strike transmitted onto himself.

Crack!

Following the sound of shattering glass, he flew through the windows of the airport terminal and landed on the counter.

Jonathan was knocked senseless from the impact. Blood spilled from every orifice and made it impossible for him to breathe.

Jonathan was counting on the remnants of Pryncyp of Strength within him to survive the blast. Only then did he dare set off such a large bomb.

Despite being mentally prepared for the magnitude of the blast, he was ill-prepared for the sheer force that overtook him.

Aside from sending a steady stream of spiritual energy into the bronze handbell above his head to maintain the expansion of the spirit shield, he was unable to move.

Even his mind was blank at that moment—he was truly in the midst of chaos.

The employees of the airport were stunned and just looked at Jonathan. Just as they were about to step forward to examine the situation, a figure entered through the hole Jonathan had flown through and landed beside him.

The old man stomped down on Jonathan, causing him to spew a geyser of blood onto the flickering golden light.

Heaven Sword lay beside him. As Jonathan could not marshal his Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon remained motionless, unable to defend its master.

The old man gazed down at Jonathan. His eyes no longer contained the calm they had before.

Years ago, during the absolute phase of his Divine Realm, he was about to have a breakthrough but members of the Collins family located him and interrupted his training at its zenith, causing complete damage to his Kore.

Since that day, the old man’s cultivation level had deteriorated steadily until he stagnated at the absolute phase of Grandmaster Realm.

Initially, he thought he would diminish over time until he died an unknown cripple. But the tsar of Remdik issued an order three days ago.

The person who captured Jonathan was entitled to a wish from the tsar that was within reason.

The old man knew what he was going to ask for—the medicine capable of reversing even death stored within the tsar’s vaults.

Even though his Kore had been destroyed to such an extent that the effectiveness of the medicine was questionable, his body was beyond repair. Therefore, he had nothing to lose and was willing to try anything that might work.