Deities: Starting From Goblins Chapter 1293

Chapter 1293: Chapter 710 Blood Sea_2 Chapter 1293: Chapter 710 Blood Sea_2 He took a deep breath, adjusting the aura within his body to its optimal state, ensuring that each of his movements, each breath, was indistinguishable from those of the Demon Race. Logan knew the days ahead would be even tougher, but he also believed that as long as there was light in his heart, and conviction, nothing could stop his advancing steps.

So, Logan straightened his back, his gaze unwaveringly set on the distant horizon. By his side, the Spirit Sword formed from Sword Qi hovered silently, as if it, too, was preparing for the imminent challenge. Together, they would face this unknown contest, and regardless of the outcome, they were determined to give their all, refusing to shrink back.

Mighty General Stella Hime, shrouded in dense Demonic Qi, stepped into the castle's great hall like a specter in the night. The Demonic Qi swirled around him, cloaking him in a mysterious cape that obscured his true form. However, when he approached the crowd, especially when his gaze fell upon Logan, a flicker of surprise could not help but pass through his profound eyes.

“How… how is this possible?” Stella Hime wondered in shock, never having imagined that a being with a purer demon bloodline than his own could be hiding in this seemingly ordinary castle. He fixed his eyes on Logan, trying to perceive something from him, but Logan simply stood there, his expression serene, as if utterly unconcerned with everything around him.

“Who are you?” Stella Hime eventually couldn't help but speak up, his voice deep and commanding, carrying an authority that could not be ignored. He approached Logan, his eyes intense as flames, attempting to catch a flicker of panic or fear in Logan's eyes, but to his disappointment, Logan's gaze remained as calm as still water, without a single ripple.

Logan slightly lifted his chin, meeting Stella Hime's gaze, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint smile, as if mocking Stella Hime's ignorance. “What? The Mighty General does not recognize someone?” His voice was casual yet brimming with challenge.

Stella Hime's brows furrowed; he sensed Logan's arrogance and felt as though the man did not regard him at all. This ignited a surge of anger within him, but years of Cultivation allowed him to swiftly suppress the emotion. He took a deep breath, striving to keep his voice steady, “City Lord, this man… seems to have never appeared in the castle before, who is he?”

The City Lord, upon hearing this, displayed a puzzled look. He regarded Logan, trying to recall any information about this man from his memory but ultimately shook his head, “Indeed, I have never seen him. But with such a pure bloodline, how could he be just an ordinary person?”

Upon hearing this, Stella Hime was even more astonished. He scrutinized Logan again, seeking to uncover more secrets from him. However, in that moment, Logan suddenly moved. He waved his hand lightly, and the Demonic Qi around him, as if summoned by some force, gathered towards him and then condensed into a dazzling orb of Demon Light in his palm.

“Hmph, since you're so curious to know who I am, I'll show you,” Logan snorted coldly. The Demon Light in his hand erupted violently, instantly illuminating the entire hall. Under this brilliance, both Stella Hime and the City Lord revealed startled expressions–they saw Logan's appearance beginning to change. The Demonic Qi gradually dispersed, revealing his true visage–a handsome middle-aged man with an extraordinary demeanor.

“I, Logan, am among the best of the human race. I came here today intending to keep a low profile, but since you are so curious, I will no longer hide,” Logan's voice echoed through the hall, each word imbued with power and resolve. He knew his identity had been exposed, but this was exactly what he had been anticipating. Because only in this way could he truly start his plan, to fight for that glimmer of hope for the human race.

Standing there, Dragon The Second seemed like an imposing mountain, with an aura around him that was enough to leave the people nearby breathless. Even without uttering a word, merely standing in silence, he had already outshone many of the Demon Race present, compelling them to involuntarily lower their heads. However, his tone was exceptionally calm, without a hint of ostentation or arrogance, as if all of this was nothing out of the ordinary for him.

Facing Logan, Dragon The Second's gaze revealed a relaxed determination. He wasn't the least bit intimidated or daunted by Logan's seemingly extraordinary presence. Over the past years, he had followed many big shots, endured countless trials and tribulations, and had long since developed a capacity for indifference to honor and disgrace. Therefore, to Dragon The Second, Logan might be somewhat special, but not nearly enough to scare him.

“Hmph, who do you think you are? Confronting the boss like this?” Dragon The Second snorted with a tinge of mockery, “My surname is Dragon, you can call me Dragon The Second! I'm the second child in my family, and my older brother is still waiting for me to rescue him in the Barrier outside. He is gravely injured and needs proper rest, so I can't afford to waste time here.”

At this point, a flash of concern crossed Dragon The Second's face but was quickly masked. He looked at Logan and saw the latter's complexion turn ugly, his eyes flickering with an undeniable shock. Clearly, the mention of the surname “Dragon” held a special meaning among the Demon Race; it signified nobility and power, an existence many demons could only dream of reaching.

“You… you say your surname is Dragon?” Logan's voice trembled, hardly believing his ears. In the Demon Race, the Dragon surname was extremely rare, and every demon possessing it was known for extraordinary strength and background. Although Logan had been wary of Dragon The Second before, he had never imagined he might be of such status.

Dragon The Second watched Logan's reaction and smiled faintly. Instead of answering directly, he continued, “My older brother told me that in this world, only the strong can survive. He sent me here to become stronger, and also to find comrades to fight side by side with. You seem quite capable, are you interested in joining forces with me?”

Hearing this, Logan felt a twinge of uncertainty. He knew well that in this world filled with dangers and challenges, having a strong ally meant a greater chance of survival. Moreover, he could sense sincerity and resolve in Dragon The Second's words. However, he had his own concerns and plans, and couldn't make a decision rashly.

“I… I need to think it over,” Logan finally said after a moment of silence, looking at Dragon The Second with a hint of resolve in his eyes, “However, if you truly manage to rescue your brother and prove your strength and sincerity, then… I might consider joining you.”

Upon hearing this, a glint of joy flickered in Dragon The Second's eyes. He knew that Logan's words represented a possibility, a potential future where they could fight together. He patted Logan on the shoulder and laughed, “Good! I'll wait for your good news then. But make your decision quickly, my brother's injuries won't wait for anyone.”

After speaking, Dragon The Second turned and walked away, leaving behind a dashing figure. Logan stood there, watching him leave, feeling a mix of emotions–anticipation for the unknown future and concern for the upcoming challenges. But he knew that no matter what the future held, he had to face it bravely, because only by doing so could he truly become the person he wished to be.

“You're actually from the Dragon Family, how… how is this possible?” His eyes widened and he stared incredulously at Dragon The Second, as if he had heard something utterly preposterous.

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