Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1188 - Chapter 1188 Chapter 658 Star Spirit Rule

Chapter 1188: Chapter 658: Star Spirit Rule Chapter 1188: Chapter 658: Star Spirit Rule “You already chose to help us, so there’s no turning back now,”

“Do you think you could have escaped unscathed if Logan were taken care of?”

“By then, your fate would be even worse.”

Those words instantly reminded them,

the Remnant Soul initially possessed little Spiritual Intelligence,

and once it absorbed Blood Qi, it would go on a killing spree,

at that time, not a single creature within a hundred miles would survive.

Watching Logan meet disaster would be far worse than helping him personally.

Elder Talon Skyler saw how swiftly the sect members changed their allegiance,

and started helping Logan.

He felt rage in his heart,

but he also didn’t want Logan to easily escape this calamity.

He glared at Logan, his eyes filled with bitter resentment; a man gazed at Elder Talon Skyler, unable to help consoling him.

“Don’t worry, do you really feel uneasy about the people under my command?”

Elder Talon Skyler nearly smiled wryly at the irritation provoked by the unnamed fury, a smile that was more sorrowful than tears. But it was due, after all, to his disciples’ unreliable conduct, which even forced him, normally so composed, to perpetually worry about accidents happening because of them. With this thought, he discreetly sighed, shifting his feet back slightly, trying to keep a safer distance from the man beside him–as if this could somewhat lighten the burden in his heart.

However, the man did not miss this subtle movement. His brow raised, his lips curled with a meaningful smile, candidly stating, “Elder Talon Skyler, we’re now tied together, any slight breeze will bring calamity to both. I’d advise you not to think about getting rid of me now–it’s simply unrealistic, and you know that better than anyone, don’t you?” After speaking, his gaze fixed firmly on Elder Talon Skyler, his look firm and decidedly unequivocal.

Elder Talon Skyler retorted word by word, opposing his statement, “The tasks under your command have always been unreliable, and this is a Remnant Soul from the Ancient Times; you’d better open your eyes wide and see, lest we all end up harmed.”

Sheron Perri hadn’t expected these two to still be restless when tied up; he stepped forward and gave both a punch, cursing, “You are all Logan’s defeated underlings, still plotting against him behind his back, just you wait.”

Both the man and Elder Talon Skyler were utterly astonished, never expecting the usually refined Sheron Perri to dare to strike them. This sudden turn of events caught them off guard. They struggled vigorously, trying to break free from the invisible shackles binding them, yet all their efforts seemed so pale and weak. It turned out that Logan had secretly taken out a Divine-level Dharma device. The device emitted a faint glow, like a Heaven and Earth Net, trapping them securely, unable to escape regardless of their efforts.

Just thinking of how easily he’d been subdued, a nameless rage ignited in Elder Talon Skyler’s heart. His complexion turned livid, his eyes seemingly spitting fire, almost grinding his teeth in fury. This rage, fueled like a fire doused in oil, burned so fiercely that it was suffocating. He cursed silently; Logan was the root cause of everything! If it weren’t for Logan’s sudden move, how could they have ended up like this? At this moment, Elder Talon Skyler’s hatred for Logan had peaked.

“Tsk, old man, you really prefer to be punished than to honor the toast, don’t think your petty tricks can escape my, Sheron Perri’s, eyes. Every bit of your cunning is clearly written all over your face; it’s almost like shouting it out with a loudspeaker,” Sheron Perri stood from a higher position, his gaze sharp, looking down at Elder Talon Skyler with a sneer, his tone filled with disdain and anger. His teeth grinding as if he could chew out his dissatisfaction and fury, word by word, leaving Elder Talon Skyler nowhere to hide.

As for the Flood Dragon, he felt a bit panicked, could it be, really a Remnant Soul from the Ancient Times? If that was the case, they were really doomed. He clenched his teeth and then slowly said, “I have an idea, but I am not sure if I should say it.” As the Flood Dragon spoke, the Qilin looked at him, feeling like he was being rather nonsensical today, not understanding a word he said.

“Aren’t you scared? We’ve come so far; you wanted to deal with Logan, right? Dealing with Logan will definitely be difficult.” His lips couldn’t help but curl up. The Flood Dragon watched Logan struggling with the Remnant Soul, unable to determine a winner for the moment. But if Logan couldn’t overthrow the Remnant Soul and it went berserk to attack them, what then?

This type of Remnant Soul hardly had any consciousness; it was almost entirely an embodiment of its Ancient Master’s lingering thoughts. He looked at the Qilin, thinking he must be insane. “Qilin, you didn’t really release a Remnant Soul from the Ancient Times, did you? Although we are not the same, we both possess similar powers; this is too risky.”

The Qilin was indifferent; it was just a release of a few Remnant Souls, after all, and the fate of others had nothing to do with him–he rather preferred a bit more chaos. Then, he said, “Enough, stop the nonsense, I really can’t be bothered with you. Look at Logan struggling with the Remnant Soul; can we possibly seize the treasure back?” The Flood Dragon thought the Qilin was beyond hope, while Logan, in the midst of fighting the Remnant Soul, had taken out an inheritance given by an elder–a golden glow emanated, creating a comforting sensation, brightening up their surroundings.