Deities: Starting From Goblins
/ Deities: Starting From Goblins Chapter 1278
Chapter 1278: Chapter 703: The Great Universe Chapter 1278: Chapter 703: The Great Universe Sunlight slanted across the ancient castle, weaving a kind of timeworn beauty with the golden radiance and the mottled stone walls. Atop the high towers of the castle, Logan, clad in a black robe, fluttered lightly in the wind, looking down from on high at the panic-stricken figure below–the City Lord. The City Lord's face was etched with fear and unease, like a deer in the headlights, with no escape from the predator's gaze.
At this moment, Logan's eyes became exceptionally sharp, like icicles piercing through clouds on a winter's day, striking at the innermost secrets of the heart. He paced forward slowly, each step seeming to carry an irresistible force that made the City Lord's heart beat even more frantically with dread. Finally, Logan halted his stride, his eyes firmly on the City Lord, and his tone revealing an unquestionable authority, “What were you just doing?”
Upon hearing this, the City Lord began to tremble uncontrollably, his lips quivering as though searching for a suitable excuse. He looked up at Logan, his eyes filled with fear and a glimmer of pleading, “I…I thought you weren't inside, so…out of curiosity, I wanted to take a look, not expecting that you would actually come out.”
Logan listened to the City Lord's explanation and his lips curled into a mocking smile, the chill in his smile enough to freeze the surrounding air. He raised his hand slowly, his fingertips grazing the air, causing a ripple of minor disturbances. Seeing this, the City Lord's face went instantly pale, knowing that unimaginable punishment awaited him.
Just then, Logan's movements suddenly sped up, and with a swift backhand, his palm struck the City Lord's cheek like lightning. There was a crisp “snap,” and the City Lord's body seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, arcing through the air with a terrified scream before miraculously landing stably on the ground, the only disturbance being the dust his feet kicked up.
The City Lord almost dropped to his knees the moment he landed, but he braced himself on all fours, looking up at Logan with eyes that held both fear and confusion. The air seemed to freeze at that instant, the wind ceasing its blow. Logan stood in place, his gaze filled with disdain as he spoke in a deep and powerful voice, “Remember, curiosity is often more dangerous than ignorance. Should you dare have such thoughts again, the lesson won't be so simple.”
The surrounding guards, upon witnessing this, were all struck silent, not daring to even breathe. They were well aware of Logan's strength and temperament, and they understood that this mysterious guest was not someone to be trifled with. The City Lord lay on the ground, not daring to move, merely nodding incessantly as though to affirm his loyalty and remorse.
As Logan turned and walked away, his figure gradually disappeared into the shadows of the castle, leaving behind silence and the City Lord's gasping breaths. The castle returned to its usual calm, but in everyone's heart remained an indelible mark–of the powerful and enigmatic Logan and his inviolable authority.
In the dim and solemn hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Logan stood upon the high steps, his figure elongated by the shadows behind him, appearing even taller and more authoritative. His eyes blazed like flames in the Abyss, his unwavering gaze settling on the shivering demon subordinates below.
“When did my affairs become your concern?” Logan's resounding voice was low and heavy, each word as if carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, pounding heavily on everyone's hearts. His speech was filled with irrefutable authority, inspiring fear and respect, “Keep yourselves in line, and without my permission, you are not to step foot on my domain!”
With Logan's words ringing out, an overwhelming force radiated from him, sweeping through the hall like a sudden storm. Those demon subordinates who might have harbored thoughts of excuses or resistance found themselves biting down hard, retreating in silence, daring not to commit further folly.
“Master, we know our mistake and beg your forgiveness. We won't dare do it again!” One of the demon subordinates finally mustered the courage to plea, kneeling on the ground, his voice trembling. His forehead pressed against the floor, as if in this way he could feel Logan's leniency and mercy.
Logan withdrew his gaze indifferently, his eyes sweeping across the City Lord's Mansion. Then, suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly, as if detecting some unusual aura. He inhaled deeply, his face immediately taking on a look of revulsion as though he had smelt something nauseating.
“Why is there a human? As you know, we of the Demon Race have always loathed humans, so why is there a human aura here? Can anyone explain this to me?” Logan's voice rang out once more, this time even colder and more severe. His gaze was like a sword, piercing through each demon subordinate at the scene as if intending to dissect their souls for scrutiny.
Upon hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat. They knew of Logan's notorious disdain for humans, and the consequences of finding humans on his turf were unimaginable. For a moment, the hall fell silent as the grave, each person wracking their brains, trying to identify the “culprit.”
Chapter end
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