Deities: Starting From Goblins Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295: Chapter 711: Moon Palace_2 Chapter 1295: Chapter 711: Moon Palace_2 “Alas, it seems I must find a way to really knock some sense into them,” Elder Talon Skyler sighed inwardly as he began to ponder how he could get the Sect Disciples to take the current situation seriously and how to ignite their fighting spirit and potential. He knew this would be a tough battle, but he also believed that if they could unite and work together, they would definitely be able to overcome all difficulties.

In a concealed camp, firelight flickered, illuminating the faces of a group of young Disciples. Some sat or lay around, lazily poking at the campfire, while others huddled together, whispering and laughing, showing no sign of tension about the daunting tasks ahead. Elder Talon Skyler stood to one side, his gaze sweeping over them with a chill, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

“Humph, a bunch of weaklings, yet they don't know to enhance their strength and still have the mood to play here,” Elder Talon Skyler's voice was deep and forceful, like a blade in the cold wind, instantly cutting through the camp's bustle. The Disciples turned their heads, some with embarrassed expressions, others with blank looks, clearly unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

“Elder Talon Skyler, we're setting out on our mission tomorrow, do you think we'll be discovered dressed like this?” a Disciple suddenly asked. He was wearing a fancy robe and an exaggerated hat, obviously preparing for the upcoming disguise. The other Disciples echoed his interest in the question.

Elder Talon Skyler snorted coldly, his discontent growing. He had intended to flatly refuse, because these Disciples obviously hadn't taken the mission to heart, but he also understood that predicting the future was crucial for this operation. With no other choice, he took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began using his ability to glimpse the will of the heavens.

The atmosphere around suddenly grew tense, and the Disciples stopped their jesting, holding their breath in anticipation. Elder Talon Skyler's brow furrowed more and more, and veins on his forehead started to throb, indicating that the prediction process was not going smoothly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, a flicker of alarm in them.

“Not good!” Elder Talon Skyler said solemnly, his voice laden with an unmistakable shock, “I saw darkness, a darkness with a powerful aura pressing down on us. This operation, I fear, has little chance of success.”

Upon hearing this, the Disciples burst into an uproar. They looked at each other, eyes flickering with unease and panic. The previously relaxed and cheerful atmosphere shattered in an instant, replaced by heaviness and oppression.

“Elder Talon Skyler, then… what should we do?” a Disciple asked, his voice trembling.

Elder Talon Skyler was silent for a moment, then slowly began, “Now we can only do our best. You all must set aside your playful hearts and fully commit to enhancing your own strength. At the same time, we must make thorough preparations to face any possible crisis.”

His tone was firm and powerful, as if infusing the Disciples with an invisible strength. The Disciples nodded, hope kindling again in their eyes. They knew that whatever difficulties the future held, as long as they stood united, they could certainly overcome everything.

The night was as dark as ink, stars dotting the sky, and the fire in the center of the camp leaped, casting somber and tense reflections on everyone's faces. Elder Talon Skyler stood beside the fire, his gaze deep, as if piercing through the night to see the fortunes and misfortunes of the future. He began to speak, his voice low and forceful, each word striking heavily upon the hearts of the listeners.

“We can't go on the journey tomorrow; it will be dangerous,” Elder Talon Skyler said with irrefutable determination, “Several powerful forces will be blocking us, and we won't be able to get through. However, there is still a glimmer of hope, although it's unknown where this hope comes from!”

He suppressed the shock and unease in his heart, trying to keep his voice calm. But even his understated words couldn't hide the grim reality. In fact, their mission this time was more likely to fail than to succeed, and the chances of returning intact were slim.

Several Sect Disciples' eyes widened in disbelief. Some among them were youths just starting out, others were veterans rich in experience, but regardless of who, none had anticipated such an outcome. They had assumed that, with the Sect's strength and their own Cultivation Levels, this mission should have been completed smoothly. However, Elder Talon Skyler's prediction was like a bucket of cold water, ruthlessly poured over their heads.

“Elder Talon Skyler, your predictions have never failed before…” a Disciple said with a trembling voice, fear and anxiety filling his eyes, “Could it be, could it be that we truly have no way out?”

Elder Talon Skyler remained silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew that these Disciples were the future of the Sect, whom they had cultivated with countless efforts. Yet, faced with the impending crisis, he too was powerless. All he could do was guide them to the best of his ability towards a way to survive.

“There is not entirely no hope,” Elder Talon Skyler said slowly, his voice as if coming from a distant place, carrying a mystical power, “Although the path ahead is filled with the unknown and danger, if we can remain calm and unite as one, perhaps we can find that sliver of a chance.”

His words were like a beam of light piercing through the darkness, illuminating the hope in everyone's heart. The Disciples all nodded, their eyes reigniting with fighting spirit. They knew that no matter what difficulties the future might hold, as long as they remained united, they could surely overcome everything.

“Elder Talon Skyler, what should we do?” another Disciple asked, his voice filled with determination and resolve.

“Watch for changes and adapt accordingly,” Elder Talon Skyler said gravely, “We must always stay alert, ready to respond to any unexpected situations. At the same time, we need to enhance our strength as much as possible; only then can we stand invincible in the battles of the future.”

His words were succinct and forceful, like a sharp sword cutting through the Disciples' confusion and fear. They all stood up, their eyes sparkling with firm resolve. They knew that no matter what difficulties the future might hold, as long as they remained united, they could surely find that sliver of a chance and successfully complete this mission.

The night was deep; the moonlight was faint; the camp was quiet, with only the occasional chirp of insects breaking the silence. Elder Talon Skyler stood in front of everyone, his face serious, his gaze revealing a hard-to-detect hint of worry. His words, like a sharp blade in the chill wind, struck right to the heart.

“Elder Talon Skyler, you're not lying to us, are you?” a young Disciple suddenly spoke up, his voice carrying a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction, “How could something go wrong when we're all fine like this!”

His words were like a catalyst, instantly igniting the skepticism and dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts. They gathered around, their eyes glinting with distrust.

“Yeah, Elder Talon Skyler, we're all standing here perfectly fine, how could anything happen?” another Disciple joined in, his tone carrying a hint of provocation, “You must be saying this on purpose! Are you trying to make us panic?”

Elder Talon Skyler scoffed, a trace of helplessness and anger flashing in his eyes. “Do I have any need to deceive you?” he said sternly, “What good would lying to you do me? I, Elder Talon Skyler, have lived a life of integrity; when have I ever told a lie?”

His voice echoed in the night sky, carrying an undeniable power. Yet the Disciples' doubts did not dissipate but grew even stronger.

Chapter end

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