Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 986 - 560 Paradise Star
Chapter 986: Chapter 560: Paradise Star
Chapter 986: Chapter 560: Paradise Star
“They’ve broken in, damn it, that human cultivator has broken in! Run, run for your lives!”
“How is this possible? With so many high-level guards, how did they let a human cultivator in? How many years has it been? So many years without such a character, my demon race, too, has never seen such turmoil!”
“Demon Monarch, we must seek the Demon Monarch’s help now, otherwise, we will all die, we will all die!”
Logan’s intrusion had dealt a significant blow to the many demons.
Always holding themselves in high esteem, they never imagined a human cultivator could breach their defenses.
And yet, the intruder was merely at the Saint Seat Eighth Level Peak.
“What’s there to fear? Could it be that those outside are so incompetent to let a Saint Seat Eighth Level in? In our stronghold, aren’t individuals of this level a dime a dozen? Why are you all staring blankly? Take action now!”
A Ninth Layer Saint Seat suddenly stood up, promptly rallying everyone.
Many had been terrified initially but were jolted back to their senses by his words.
The demons whispered among themselves.
“Yes, I thought it was a Saint King Realm Strong One, but clearly, he’s just a Saint Seat Eighth Level. Could there have been a mistake? Or did the message get distorted along the way? He’s just a small fry, but they made him out to be a Big Shot!”
“Quite possible. How could a mere Saint Seat Eighth Level cause such an uproar? Coming to our stronghold, he could only be walking in to lay down his life. Your Majesty, I urge the demon race Elders to act. It’s just a trifling Saint Seat Eighth Level; with you taking action, it would be effortless.”
However, the demon Elders exchanged glances, none of them making a move.
Not only were their Cultivation Levels high, they had lived longer than the others.
With longevity came experience; they had seen more. It was impossible for a mere Saint Seat Eighth Level to storm their stronghold and reach the gates of the palace, unless he had other means of support, or perhaps, he was extraordinary.
Whatever the reason, the Elders dared not act rashly.
At that moment, the Ninth Layer Saint Seat who had spoken first grew impatient and decided to take matters into his own hands.
“Since the Elders refuse to act, allow me to test him. He’s just a Saint Seat Eighth Level whelp. You mustn’t scare yourselves; I don’t believe he has any real skills!”
But as the demon rose into the air and made a move against Logan, a hint of scorn flashed in his eyes.
Before he could even smirk, the Ninth Layer Saint Seat’s expression changed dramatically.
Logan had simply waved his hand, and from his palm burst a flame.
No one knew what Fire Seed it was, but the moment it touched the Ninth Layer Saint Seat—even just his sleeve—it immediately ignited.
The next instant, the entire being was consumed in a sea of fire, reduced to ashes.
“Ahh!”
The last sounds from that Ninth Level Saint Seat were shrieks of agony and horror.
Thus, witnessing this scene, one by one, the demons were dumbfounded.
They couldn’t have seen that wrong, could they?
This human cultivator was only at Saint Seat Eighth Level, but with a flick of his fingers, he obliterated a demon of a higher tier than himself.
Also, what was that fire? It seemed to specifically counteract dark and evil forces.
When that Fire Seed appeared, it made all the demons present feel uneasy.
By now, the demons were thoroughly startled, even the Elders were in shock.
“Monster, he’s a monster! How can a Saint Seat Eighth Level have such power? Why is this happening?”
All demons found it unbelievable, at a loss for what to do next.
With a Ninth Level Saint Seat vanquished, no demon dared to provoke Logan.
They could only spread the word to flee while seeking assistance from the Demon Monarch.
It seemed that apart from such figures, others were mere underlings, no longer capable of contending with Logan.
Even the Elders, sly and slippery, took to their heels faster than anyone.
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Watching the chaos at the Demon Palace, a touch of contempt crossed Logan’s eyes.
Lexi Carr, following beside him, was genuinely shocked.
“Logan, you are truly impressive. How has your strength improved so much? Not a single demon dares to confront you.”
When he said he would bring her back, Lexi had thought it a jest.
Or perhaps it was something far in the future, after all, Logan was only at the Saint Seat Eighth Level, which wasn’t scarce in the demon race.
Yet, she never expected Logan to be this formidable.
Since he had stormed the demon stronghold, he was unstoppable, slaying any Spirit or God in his path; no one could stand in his way, none was his match.
Her admiration for him shone in her eyes, leaving her at a loss for words in her awe.
At the same time, a trace of worry crept into her heart.
These were merely small fries; the real concern was the Demon Monarch.
Regardless of his Realm, his imposing aura made every demon shudder with fear.
She wondered whether the Demon Monarch would face Logan, and if the two did clash, who would be the victor?
“Logan, perhaps we should stop here. If the Demon Monarch comes, it won’t bode well. The Demon Monarch is ruthless and won’t let you off easily.”
But hearing this, not only did Logan not choose to give up, he seemed even more intrigued.
