The Legendary Man

Chapter 959 Hysteria
Following a loud roar, Karl turned into an afterimage and sprinted toward the strong middle-aged man, Petrov.
Clang!
The axe and sword clashed, giving off a surprisingly dull thud. A three-inch crack had crawled across Karl's sword upon impact.
At the sight, Karl swiftly dodged his attacker with his palm resting on the tip of his blade before slashing Petrov in the neck.
“Your time is up!” he pronounced.
In response to the attack, Petrov let go of his axe and extended his left arm to turn his bracelet into a spiritual shield that blocked
Karl's sword, catapulting it away when the two weapons clashed.
Swoosh!
The sword slit Karl's palm, and blood gushed forth, but Karl summoned his blood into a projectile motion and smeared the
enemy's shield, blocking Petrov's field of vision.
At the same time, the ground cracked beneath them in an explosion, but Karl was not deterred. He appeared behind his enemy
in a swift movement and plunged his broken blade into Petrov's heart.
Yet, the other Remdikian cultivator with a long sword appeared out of nowhere and knocked off Karl's blade.
Karl quickly grabbed the sword and summoned his spiritual energy, creating clouds of energy that rose from his palms to form
armor.
Still holding on tight to his rival's sword, Karl jerked it backward in a strong tug and booted the man in his groin.
“Take this!” he exclaimed as his right foot lodged between the man's thighs.
Two of them bounced back at the force of the contact, but Karl managed to land on all fours and immediately pounced forward
again like a beast.
Then, Petrov took aim at Karl's head and swung his axe at it.

“He's lost it! He's just trying to stall us!” Petrov cried out, swaying his axe repeatedly in the air to counteract Karl's continuous
attacks.
Frustrated as he was, Petrov knew it was not time for him to get carried away by his impulses, so he looked at his two partners
and ordered, “Our mission is to kill Charleigh. There's no point wasting our energy on this psycho. Go kill them!”
Now that Petrov had exposed Karl's plan, his two allies took a final glance at Karl and turned to chase after Charleigh and
Ksana, who were utterly defenseless since one had been stripped of his cultivation and the other was plagued with injuries.
They would not be able to survive the attacks of two God Realm cultivators and could only accept their fate.
Although the shield was planted in the ground before them and was still in protection mode, no one was there to control it.
Under such circumstances, the spirit shield wouldn't be able to last for long.
With all odds in their favor, the cultivator with a sword landed before Charleigh and Ksana with a smirk and flung his sword at the
shield.
Clang!
Charleigh and Ksana were stunned when they saw the spirit shield shake slightly, but fortunately, it did not break.
Following the first attempt to break the shield, the other cultivator raised his fist and dealt a full-fledge punch at it, but the shield
managed to stabilize after a glowing flicker.
“How can this be? The spiritual shield shouldn't still possess such power without support from spiritual energy!” exclaimed the
Remdikian cultivators with a frown.
“Careful!”
Just as the two cultivators were confused, Petrov's voice suddenly rang out behind them.
Following his voice, the two cultivators sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy behind them, and their faces turned pale.
The instant they dodged to the side, Karl was already beside the shield, holding on to it with his two arms. His raging spiritual
energy was so intense it was as if he was on the verge of losing control.

It was then that the three Remdikian cultivators realized something was amiss. The spiritual energy from Karl's body did not rise
to the sky but instead seeped deep into the ground.
To learn what was going on, they maneuvered their spiritual sense and dove underneath Karl's feet.
Their expressions changed when they realized Karl's spiritual energy was forming something like a silk belt attached to the shield
embedded in the ground.
It dawned upon them that Karl had been continuously channeling his spiritual energy to the shield, although he appeared to have
lost his mind and had given up on protecting Charleigh and Ksana.
They thought Karl must have gone berserk since he completely ignored the blood flowing from underneath his mask and
continued transferring his energy to the shield.
Although such energy transmission was doable as long as it fell within the scope of ability of a cultivator, it would drain the
person massively since a stable transmission required at least three times the spiritual energy taken by the weapon itself.
Moreover, the biggest drawback of doing so was that one's spiritual energy would need to be constantly connected to the
weapon in order to control it.
The cultivator would experience the first-hand impact through their meridians in the case of an attack against the weapon.
Hence, the two attacks launched by the Remdik cultivators on the shield just now had indirectly inflicted harm upon Karl,
disrupting the spiritual energy within his body.
Not only would that cause him severe injury, but it could also wreck his energy field entirely, leaving him disabled for the rest of
his life, but all this meant nothing to Karl, who no longer cared about his life. He was ready to face his demise.
After the deaths of the cultivators from the Dark Special Forces, the guilt and grief that Karl was experiencing had turned into
desolation and murderous intent that dominated his whole consciousness field.
Right at that point, Karl's consciousness was in the combined state of sheer rage and lucidness. It was a strange phenomenon.
His sensitivity to his surroundings was heightened, just like what happened to Ksana after she guzzled down a whole bottle of
Holy Blood.

Now that he was in a state where he had complete control of every minute element of his spiritual energy, blood, muscle, and
bones, Karl retrieved a few Spirit Rejuvenating Pills and threw them into his mouth.
As a God Realm cultivator, a single pill was enough to replenish half his spiritual energy, let alone four to five pills.
Swallowing five Spirit Rejuvenating Pills in one go was tantamount to courting death. Apart from Jonathan, only someone like
Karl—someone who had lost the will to live—would be bold enough to do that.
The truth was, Karl had no choice because the shield behind him felt like a bottomless pit that was sucking away every ounce of
spiritual energy that he released.
He desperately needed more spiritual energy to face his foes.
At that point, his body was no longer just blood and flesh but purely a transmitter of spiritual energy.
Taking note of Karl's relentlessness, an ominous feeling inundated the trio. This lunatic doesn't care about his life at all. If we
don't end him right now, he might really be able to stall for time until reinforcements from Chanaea arrive.
“We need to end things now! Kill every single one of them!” Petrov roared as he lifted his axe as high as he could, charging
toward the shield behind Karl.
Comprehending his intention, Petrov's two comrades launched separate attacks to break the spirit shield.
It was intended to serve as a tool to safeguard Charleigh, but it was also a weakness that could cost Karl his life.
A coordinated counteroffensive might not terminate Karl in this situation, but it would be enough to empty him of all his abilities.