Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1047 - Chapter 1047 Chapter 587 Supreme_2

Chapter 1047: Chapter 587 Supreme_2 Chapter 1047: Chapter 587 Supreme_2 “Ah, how is it that you’ve only just realized this?”

The expert choked, and his face instantly turned incredibly unsightly.

Derek Lindman, hearing the exchange between the two, had his face alternating between shades of green and white, his lips trembling as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“No, no, it’s impossible, how could you possibly be in the Saint Realm? When you fought me before, you were merely at the level of the Holy See. It hasn’t been that long, how could you have progressed so quickly? No, I don’t believe it, this absolutely can’t be possible, impossible!”

The one who found it most difficult to accept was Derek Lindman; he was unwilling to admit that his mortal enemy could possess such incredible talent and such formidable cultivation level.

Unfortunately for him, the truth was laid out right before his eyes, whether he believed it or not.

“Haven’t you said it yourself? ‘There are people beyond people, heavens beyond the heavens.’ Now, I’ve personally demonstrated that for you. So, how does it feel, surprised? Pleased?”

Derek Lindman: …

He’ll be damned if he’s pleased; his heart was already filling up with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Unable to hold back, he shouted at the expert.

“Expert, what are you hesitating for? Use your signature move, kill him quickly! So what if he is also in the Saint Realm? Look at him, he’s just freshly advanced, his foundation unstable. How can he compare to a big shot like you? Bring out your trump card and finish him off in one fell swoop! Whatever you want afterward, I can fulfill it for you!”

By now, Derek Lindman felt not only jealous of Logan but also wary of him.

This genius was his enemy, and if he didn’t nip the threat in the bud now, he’d regret it once Logan grew even more powerful in the future.

The expert indeed felt some hesitation; after all, there’s a big difference between a one-sided slaughter and a battle of equals.

If his opponent was on par with him, he wouldn’t want to make a move.

But Lindman’s words piqued his interest.

After all, they say there’s no brave soldier without the lure of great bounty.

The expert couldn’t contain his desire; in the end, he swung his blade toward Logan.

“Fine, I’ll take on this job. Don’t forget your promise, Young Master Lindman!”

“As for you, Logan, it’s just bad luck, I guess. You must have just advanced recently. I’ve been cultivating at this level for a long time now. Even if we’re of the same rank, you’re no match for me. If you beg for mercy now, I might let you keep some dignity!”

“Heh, I’ll give those words right back to you. If you beg for mercy now, who knows, I might even spare your life?”

The expert squinted slightly, his gaze looking quite dangerous.

“You’ve got quite an attitude; well then, I really want to see if you have the ability to back it up.”

Afterward, he pulled out his trump card and attacked Logan with it.

It was a trump card he prepared specially, intended for use against Logan.

Had he not wanted to defeat him in one stroke, he wouldn’t have resorted to such a powerful Dharma device.

Of course, when he launched the Dharma device, his face was filled with confidence.

“Even if you are in the Saint Realm, you couldn’t possibly be a match for my Dharma device, honed over a century. Just beg for mercy, you’re already defeated!”

Logan snorted coldly, levitating once more to avoid the Dharma device.

Although the opponent used a high-level Dharma device, he didn’t plan on using the Throne.

To put it simply, it was intuition.

This person didn’t give him a sense of being particularly troublesome or difficult to deal with.

If he thought there was another way, there was no need to make a big fuss.

So, with just his own array, he directly resisted the Dharma device.

“What? Impossible, how can you resist so easily with just your strength alone?”

The expert couldn’t believe it, but that was the reality before his eyes.

That was the hard truth.

The expert seemed unable to accept it and continued to launch attacks at him.

Logan engaged in battle with him, utilizing his own moves.

The two exchanged blows.

But throughout the fight, Logan hadn’t used any weapons, while his opponent, feeling the pressure, not only relied on his previous high-level Dharma device but also employed numerous magical tools to aid him. In the end, none could touch Logan?

As the battle wore on, even the expert felt he couldn’t keep up.

This damned kid, he was even more powerful than the expert had imagined.

It seemed that after years of being undefeated, he was going to meet his downfall at the hands of this person.

The expert continued exerting force, even eventually drawing upon his reserve strength.

Logan finally took out his weapon, a silver-blue spear bestowed upon him by the Emperor.

This time facing a somewhat more formidable opponent, the protagonist was also more invested; after all, he was confronting a Saint, which required him to be more serious, at least to some extent.

Still, he was much stronger than this so-called expert, and his practical experience was also more abundant.

With a person and spear in perfect coordination, he successfully defeated the expert.

When that expert had just fallen to the ground, smashing a large crater upon impact,

Derek Lindman had not yet recovered, his eyes wide and staring dumbfounded at everything that unfolded.

“Applause! Applause! Applause!”

A clear clapping sound broke the solemn atmosphere, and almost everyone turned to look in the direction of the applause.

It was accompanied by a clear and appreciative female voice.

“Wow, Young Master Logan, you’re truly amazing, so impressive!”

The one who appeared before everyone was none other than the ethereal Snow Wood.

Her eyes, like limpid autumn waters, were filled with fervent admiration for Logan, openly displaying her adoration for him.

“Young Master Logan, I haven’t seen you in a short time, and your cultivation level has grown again. Now I’ve been left far behind, unable to keep up with your pace.”

As she spoke, she lowered her eyelids, her expression suddenly tinged with a touch of forlornness.

“Fairy Snow, he’s just a brat, why should he receive your favor?”

Seeing the shy and timid Snow Wood, Derek Lindman forgot his previous discontent and felt a surge of unfairness in his heart, unable to help but derogatively speak out of jealousy.

He had admired Snow Wood for many years but had never received a single glance from the goddess.

Not even a smile.

Yet this Logan, who had known Snow Wood for only a short while,

had already won her implicit affection, a stark contrast to her indifference towards others. Anyone could see Snow Wood’s feelings for him.

Derek Lindman found it hard to accept, his heart was as sour as if he had knocked over a vinegar jar, and he felt extremely distressed.

Snow Wood, hearing his voice, turned her head to look at his jealous and distorted face, and snorted coldly.

“That’s your own incompetence, why blame it on Lord Logan?”

“Besides, whom I like is my own business, what does it have to do with you?”

Her stinging words could be considered quite blunt.

She had never liked Derek Lindman, and having been pursued persistently by him, naturally, she did not show a pleasant face.

She had previously used Logan as a shield, and now, she naturally continued to do so.

However, this was not just an excuse; it was also the actual truth.

“You, you…”

Looking at Snow Wood who was expressing such disgust for him, Derek Lindman felt an unpleasant taste in his heart and glared at her viciously, his expression sorrowful.

Yet Snow Wood, as if not seeing this at all, took steps toward Logan.

“After all, this man is a Saint Realm expert, you’re not hurt, are you?”

“I’m fine, thank you for your concern, Miss Wood. I’m completely unharmed.”

“That’s good to hear. Actually, this person came to trouble you, partly because of me. I’m not entirely blameless, and I feel guilty. Young Master Logan, if there’s anything you want me to do, just ask. I also promise to do my best to prevent such situations from happening again.”

Logan smiled gently, appearing unspeakably tolerant towards the person before him.

“This isn’t your fault, Miss Wood, you need not worry about it.”

“You’ve already clearly rejected him, and he’s the one who continues to harass you relentlessly, then blames it on me. In the end, it’s his poor character. Miss Wood, you don’t need to take all the blame onto yourself.”

Listening to him subtly berating Derek Lindman, Snow Wood was extremely delighted.

She couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

Derek Lindman also caught the implication in those words, his face turning shades of red and white.

“Logan!”

His teeth clenched in anger, but with the expert he brought along defeated, and himself only a novice in comparison, he dared not step forward to seek his demise.