The Legendary Man

Chapter 960 Sirius With A Spear
“Argh!”
With a roar, Karl wielded another two weapons when he saw the three men lunge toward him.
Vigorous spiritual energy spread across the vicinity with Karl at the center. The energy provided by the Spirit Rejuvenating Pills
coursed through his meridians into his limbs and bones.
His energy was so intense that his enemies felt like they had dropped into deep waters when they entered his force field.
Karl completely disregarded his life when he released the energy from five Spirit Rejuvenating Pills. Under his control, the power
from the pills was maximized to the extent that the three cultivators felt trapped in a cobweb, unable to move forward.
A setback like that could quickly turn the tables in the combat between elites.
A slight delay in the enemies' advancement was enough to give Karl sufficient time to react.
The situation progressed swimmingly for Karl since they had entered his domain. With just a step, he positioned himself in front
of the cultivator who had just lifted his fist to launch a punch.
Their blade and punch collided before passing by one another as blood spurted out.
Karl retreated and moved to stand before Charleigh again, but his spiritual sense showed a massive axe and fist landing on his
spirit shield.
Cough!
The backlash of the impact and spiritual energy ate into Karl's meridians.
Karl, who was in mid-air, lost control over himself and felt as though his body was severed into hundreds of pieces.
Thud!
He fell to the ground and tumbled more than ten meters into the distance until he hit a wall by the road. Upon impact, he twitched
and squirmed in pain, wanting to stand up again but to no avail. Alas, he couldn't even move his finger.

Potent and pure spiritual energy kept flowing from his flesh, but he could not move a muscle, for he could no longer sense his
spiritual energy—he had been decapacitated.
The spirit shield he planted shrank slowly within his field of vision while Charleigh and Ksana lay on the ground, waiting for death
to descend upon them.
In the end, I still failed...
Karl opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he ended up coughing up blood.
Petrov glanced at him coldly, stating, “You lost.”
Then, he raised his axe again and swung it at Karl's skull, but before the axe could even touch him, an explosive noise
reverberated in the air.
Roar!
Following a roar that sounded like a beast's cry, the axe was knocked to the ground by an enormous beast's skull.
Above the skull appeared the shadow of a humongous beast with a swine-like face and sharp teeth.
When the remaining two cultivators from Remdik saw that the beast was protecting Charleigh, they stormed over to launch an
attack, but to their shock, the beast fended off their strikes with just a slight movement.
They could not believe their eyes. An unknown spiritual weapon actually managed to easily deflect full-force attacks from two
God Realm cultivators without even taking a dent.
This is such a powerful defense weapon!
Startled, they gazed into the sky toward the north only to see three figures approaching swiftly and landing in front of Charleigh in
less than a second.
The tall and thin man with a hammer on the left was Cyprus Blackwood, while the short and plump man on the right, who looked
at the beast behind him once he landed, was Severus Blackwood, also the beast's owner.
Between them was a dashing man with a long spear who had a stern look on his face. It was none other than Sirius, the third
elder of the Blackwood family.

He was panting heavily because he had rushed all the way here to assist his comrades. In fact, he would not have made it if
Zachary had not given him the Dark Special Forces' equipment before he left.
“Now, who's up for a fight?” Sirius challenged as he looked at the three fighters from Remdik, swinging his spear.
“So, are you guys from Asura's Office?” Petrov asked in disgust as he stared at the members of the Blackwood family.
To the Remdikian cultivators, Asura's Office was merely a department run by mortals and had no longer than three years of
history.
Not even the powerful families within Chanaea would take such an organization seriously.
However, at that moment, they actually had the audacity to hurl threats at the Remdikians. What perplexed them more was that
the organization seemed to have an abundance of God Realm cultivators.
In fact, such a strange situation had filled the three cultivators with an indescribable sense of defeat and exasperation.
“I bet you're not from Asura's Office. We assess our enemy's ability before carrying out any military operation. If Asura's Office
truly consisted of that many God Realm cultivators, our higher-ups wouldn't have only dispatched three fighters here. So, speak
up. Who are you?” Petrov interrogated.
“We are Chanaeans!” Sirius exclaimed as he gradually lifted his spear, pointing directly at Petrov's nose.
“We're taking them with us and will kill anyone who gets in our way.”
With that said, Sirius turned to Severus on the right.
“Take them with you. That man, too.”
“Right away,” Severus replied to his brother.
Eyeing his enemies warily, Severus went over to Karl and used his spiritual energy to pick him up before retreating.
Meanwhile, the translucent beast rose from behind Sirius, securing Charleigh and Ksana in its belly, and turned to leave.
The Remdikians fell into deep thought as they watched their targets being fetched away and thought about the chances of
winning the fight.

Sirius and his powerful team aside, the spiritual weapon that could move on its own was enough to deter them, not to mention
Petrov was the only one who had not sustained any injuries from their earlier combat with Karl and Ksana.
This meant the cards were stacked against them if Sirius and his men were to attack, but when they thought about the cameras
on them that were recording how they were letting Charleigh go right under their noses, they knew they were bound to face
severe repercussions once they return to Remdik.
As they were hesitating if they should take action, Savannah's indifferent voice suddenly rang out from their communication
devices.
“Do away with yourselves in Merania if any of you let Charleigh go.”
The three men stiffened at those simple and straightforward words.
Although Savannah was currently at Kremalos Palace in Saspiuburg, she was still aware of the development of the entire
situation.
That could only mean one thing—they were being watched from the very beginning.
Knowing the tsar was keeping tabs on them, the three men charged toward Sirius without hesitation.
Sirius responded almost instantly, brandishing his weapon in response to the sneak attack.
His black spear reflected a glint of light before transforming into a fine line that struck Petrov's axe.
Bam!
The pressure concentrated on the small surface area blasted Petrov away, sending him flying tens of meters into the distance.
Then, Sirius slightly repositioned his body and flung his spear toward the cultivator with a sword, making a clashing noise.
At the same time, Cyprus raised his hammer to repel the other cultivator with gauntlets.
Holding his spear, Sirius ordered with murderous intent in his eyes, “Kill them, Cyprus!”