Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1178 - Chapter 1178 Chapter 653 Passage

Chapter 1178: Chapter 653: Passage Chapter 1178: Chapter 653: Passage Hearing this, Logan couldn’t help but hold his forehead and chuckle bitterly to himself, “Damn, this looks like it’s aimed at me.” A glimpse of helplessness flashed through his eyes, but it quickly turned into determination. He knew he couldn’t just sit there and wait for death; he had to find a way to deal with the crisis at hand.

He clenched his teeth and took a deep breath, as if psyching himself up. He murmured, “Looks like I’ll have to take matters into my own hands after all. Well, since there’s no avoiding it, I’ll bravely face it.”

Meanwhile, the people outside, seeing Logan trapped, exchanged glances filled with worry and anxiety. They prayed in their hearts, hoping Logan would be safe and sound.

Logan’s heart skipped a beat as he felt the concern of those outside, and a warm current surged within him. He knew he wasn’t fighting alone; so many people cared about him.

Without hesitation, he cried out to the several old men outside, “You old men, is there any way you can save me? If I keep being trapped in here, will I ever get out?” His voice carried a touch of urgency and helplessness, but more than that, trust and expectancy in the people outside.

The old men, upon hearing this, furrowed their brows. They knew the predicament Logan was in was extremely dangerous and that one misstep could cost him his life. But they were unwilling to give up on Logan just like that, as he was one of the most exceptional of their younger generation whom they had watched grow up.

Therefore, they started to discuss strategies, hoping to find a safe and effective method to rescue Logan. Meanwhile, Logan quietly waited inside, knowing that the only thing he could do now was to remain calm and patient, awaiting rescue from those outside.

The elders from various sects gathered together, their gazes fixed on the mysterious and unpredictable array. The light and shadows within it intertwined erratically, making it incomprehensible. They looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

“This array is indeed very strange,” one of the elders said, his voice full of confusion, “We can’t figure out its principles at the moment, and most importantly, the trajectory is so strange, emanating a sense of mystery all around.”

Another elder nodded and added, “That’s true. The array seems to have its own will, constantly changing its form in unpredictable ways. If we act rashly, we may well backfire.”

Upon hearing this, Logan’s heart tightened. He was stunned for a moment, his face filled with disbelief. How could this be possible? He was Logan, after all; how could he be trapped in this array without a way out?

Anxiously, he looked at the elders of the sects, hoping they would come up with some way to save him. However, the elders’ faces were all filled with helplessness and confusion.

“He might have to break out on his own,” one elder said slowly, his tone full of helplessness, “We can’t help him with external force. Relying on external intervention might have the opposite effect.”

Upon hearing this, Logan grew even more anxious. He furrowed his brows, uncertain of what to do next. Although he had mentally prepared himself for the power of the Evil Cultivators, the reality was still shocking.

As he hesitated on whether to go for the rescue, Lia Morgan promptly grabbed him. She spoke slowly, her voice firm, “No, we can’t go. This is a plot targeting Logan; only he can break through. Otherwise, no one can help him.”

Hearing this, Logan, though unwilling, also understood that what Lia said made sense. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his inner turmoil and unrest. He knew that now, he could only rely on himself.

What she said was with utmost assurance, each word was heavy and convincing, as if every word weighed a thousand pounds, striking directly into Logan’s heart. Logan stood there with an expression not too pleased, his countenance so solemn it seemed as though it could drip water. He was well aware that he could not afford the slightest negligence in the current situation, where every decision could mean life or death.

“Logan, you must give me a clear answer this time!” the person’s voice rose again, carrying a compelling force.

Logan pursed his lips and did not respond immediately. His eyes searched through the layers of fog, as if looking for something. Then, he heard the anxious calls of the Flood Dragon and the Qilin in his ears.

“Logan, what’s happening? Come out quickly!” The voice of the Flood Dragon was filled with worry, as it circled outside restlessly, not daring to rashly enter this unknown domain.

The Qilin, although not calling out as urgently as the Flood Dragon, did not forget to take advantage of this time to recover its body. It had been seriously injured and had not recovered yet. If it weren’t for the return to the Origin, where it could borrow the power of this place, the Qilin would have felt better. However, the one responsible for its current state was Logan. The Qilin’s eyes flickered with a murderous aura, secretly swearing not to let Logan off easily.

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The Flood Dragon felt the Qilin’s anger and murderous intent and couldn’t help but worry. It knew that if the Qilin went mad, the consequences could be unimaginable. Thus, it tried to calm the Qilin, “Qilin, calm down, Logan must have his reasons.”

However, the Qilin seemed not to hear the Flood Dragon’s words, its gaze remaining icy and resolute. It knew it had to become stronger to seek justice from Logan. Thus, it began to focus more on recovering its body, all the while secretly planning how to deal with Logan.