The Legendary Man

Chapter 1291

Roy’s gaze landed on the three hip flasks on the stone table. Subsequently, using his spiritual energy, he pushed them towards Neil.

“Take these three flasks and consider them my gift for your final journey. God Realm cultivators’ casualty rate in the South Outer City has been so high in recent years that it caught the attention of Yannopolis. They’re suspecting you’re up to no good. Even though there’s no evidence, they still want to eliminate you to prevent any trouble from arising. As for your position as the governor of the Southern Outer City, Yannopolis will personally find a replacement. I’m telling you all this because we’re acquaintances. I don’t want you dying without knowing why. Our small world is only this big. Apart from Yannopolis, you, Neil, are the only one on equal footing with me. Consider it as like knows like.”

At that moment, Roy’s bones were constantly creaking, and the murderous intent in his eyes had reached an unprecedented intensity.

“Neil, before we start, I have one final question for you.”

Neil, sipping his drink, looked at Roy, then laughed heartily.

“Ask away. I’ve already revealed everything anyway, so I’ll answer whatever question you have.”

“Thank you,” Roy said with a laugh. “Since you dare to bring someone here to assassinate me, you must have made thorough arrangements in advance. Even though you’ll be dying shortly, I’m still curious. How exactly did you formulate your plan? I want to know, how exactly do you plan to walk out of my residence here in North Outer City unscathed? And who exactly is your inside source here? I suppose it must be someone very close to me, right?”

Neil had already raised the last flask in his hand.

“Roy, I can only answer one of your questions with this last flask. I came here without the intention of leaving your residence. Besides, you’re already dead anyway, so it doesn’t matter where I’m going. As for the second question, I really can’t answer you. See here, if you don’t die while I do, and this insider lives, it’ll only make you walk on eggshells, dubious of those around you, and cost you sleepless nights. On the other hand, if you were to die while I lived, I planned to continue using him to keep an eye on the governor of North Outer City. I won’t expose such a great insider recklessly, don’t you agree?”

After finishing his words, Neil tilted his head back and downed the last mouthful of spirits.

When Neil looked up, Roy’s fist, possessing terrifying spiritual energy, aimed directly at his face, accompanied by a low shout.

Bang!

Neil swung the hip flask in his hand toward Roy.

As the flask shattered, Jonathan charged swiftly toward Celestus at the side.

Jonathan and even the others started to cast their spell, not daring to hold anything back.

“Attack!”

At the loud shout, over two hundred cultivators around the garden began to rush towards the group.

The tens of meters of distance was nothing more than a leap for God Realm cultivators. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

With a swift strike, Jonathan’s Heaven Sword clashed against Celestus’s battle armor.

Although blood was sprayed, no internal organs were damaged.

Naturally, Celestus was no weak fighter if he could be the deputy governor.

He stepped back to dodge the fatal blow. It was in that instant that several weapons flashed past both of his sides, thrusting towards Jonathan and his companions.

“Go!”

With his right hand, Jonathan made a throwing gesture into midair.

A dazzling, semi-transparent golden clock suddenly appeared in front of the group.

Ding! Dong!

Almost simultaneously, a series of bells rang out.

The bronze handbell also flew out amidst the sounds.

Jonathan tossed a rope, which was a magical item, tightly entwining the bronze handbell before pulling it back again.

It was something he had come up with in the past few days.

Since the bronze handbell reflects every attack it receives back to me through spiritual energy, what if it has no connection to me? The bronze handbell requires spiritual energy to activate. However, it will still maintain its state for a fleeting moment even after spiritual energy is withdrawn. That is the moment it won’t absorb any attacks and hurt me. The key to using this method is to master the timing. If the spiritual energy is channeled too early, it’ll cause the illusion to dissipate, rendering it useless as a shield, but if it’s withdrawn too late, I’ll end up hurting myself.

At that time, Jonathan was besieged by numerous cultivators. It was a risky move akin to playing with his life for daring to use a technique he was not adept at.

If he had not withdrawn his spiritual energy in time, the full-force attacks from the three God Realm cultivators would have rebounded into his body. The mere shock of it would have robbed him of all his strength.

Jonathan’s sudden move also gave Celestus quite a scare.

He couldn’t figure out how the bronze handbell worked.

Yet he understood clearly that the two weapons in Jonathan’s hands were formidable. One could withstand a strike from three God Realm cultivators, and the other could slice through his armor, nearly costing him his life.

Both were valuable items.

Without even a moment of hesitation, Celestus had made up his mind. He was determined to kill Jonathan and seize the precious items.

“Kill them! Protect the governor!”

Celestus retreated, allowing countless figures around him, armed with weapons, to lunge toward Jonathan and his companions at the center.

“Elemental Extrication Technique, Earth Extrication!”

Boom!

A series of muffled thuds echoed from beneath the ground.

The ground beneath Jonathan and his companions seemed to have come alive, surging upwards as if reaching for the heavens.

With Divine Chessboard over their heads, Jonathan and his companions seemed to soar, breaking through the crowd’s encirclement and ascending more than thirty meters into the air.

Jonathan looked at Stellario and Hayden beside him and shouted, “This is the limit of my Elemental Extrication Technique. If any of you hold back, we’ll die here together.”

As for Joshua, Kathleen, and Merilyn, they had rushed toward the pavilion without any hesitation the moment the attack began, aiming to assist Neil in defeating Roy.

From a bird’s eye view, the trio was stopped by dozens of God Realm cultivators just a few meters away from the pavilion.

“D*mn, Joshua’s Troop Summoner is indeed brutal. He actually summoned so many God Realm spirit warriors!”

Hayden stood atop the high platform, exclaiming in surprise.

Jonathan glanced downwards, only to see a dozen green spirit warriors, entirely constructed from spiritual energy, surrounding and protecting the area where Joshua was.

A sharp sound of something slicing through the air rang out, and the Divine Chessboard above Jonathan’s head shone brightly with a purple glow. In an instant, the three of them were transported to the other side of the platform.

Several Flying Blades whizzed past the spot where the three originally stood, crisscrossing in the air. After striking the air, the blades barely paused before turning around to thrust toward the three again.

Jonathan’s hands continued to fold and unfold, forming techniques, and once again, the three of them vanished into thin air.

“You’re in danger, and yet you still have the nerve to worry about others?”

Jonathan, pulling on Hayden, shouted loudly.

“There’s a spiritual control cultivator, specializing in Sword Wielding Art, among the enemy. Find him and take him out!”