Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1208 - Chapter 1208 Chapter 668 Jialan

Chapter 1208: Chapter 668 Jialan Chapter 1208: Chapter 668 Jialan The Flood Dragon furrowed his brows,

he knew that what the man said was true,

but their previous failures shouldn’t be a reason to give up on unity.

“Our earlier failures were because we hadn’t found the right method,”

the Flood Dragon explained,

“Moreover,

we weren’t as united as we are now.

Now,

we have a common goal and belief,

as long as we work together,

we will definitely be able to defeat him.”

On hearing this, the man fell silent for a moment. Then, he slowly nodded, seemingly moved by the Flood Dragon’s words.

“Alright,” he said, “let’s give it a try then. However, if it still doesn’t work, we will have no choice but to surrender.”

The Flood Dragon breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. He knew that the man’s attitude had shifted, which was a positive start.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “as long as we are united, nothing is impossible. Now, let’s discuss the specifics of our strategy.”

Several men gathered around upon hearing this, and began passionately discussing their plan. The Flood Dragon watched them, feeling secretly relieved. He knew that as long as they stayed united, they could definitely overcome their formidable foe.

However, just at that moment, an unexpected voice abruptly broke their discussion.

“Hmph, you guys are still discussing strategies?” a cold voice suddenly rang out, stunning everyone present.

They looked up and saw a man in a black robe, coldly observing them. His gaze revealed an inexplicable majesty and strength that involuntarily made their hearts tremble.

“You… who are you?” a man asked, his voice filled with fear and unease.

“Who I am is not important,” the man in the black robe said coldly, “what is important is that you now must make a choice. Surrender or die.”

Several men’s expressions changed drastically upon hearing this. They knew that the strength of the man in the black robe was unfathomable, and definitely beyond their ability to contend with.

“We… we surrender,” a man said tremblingly, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

However, just then, the Flood Dragon suddenly stood up. He looked coldly at the man in the black robe, his eyes flashing with determination and decisiveness.

“We will not surrender,” he declared, “even if we die in battle, we will defend our dignity and beliefs.”

The man in the black robe looked surprised and appreciative upon hearing this. He gazed deeply at the Flood Dragon, then slowly nodded.

“Fine,” he said, “then I will give you a chance. As long as you can defeat me, I will let you go.”

Several men’s expressions brightened upon hearing this. They knew this was a rare opportunity. If they could defeat the man in the black robe, they could escape their predicament and regain their freedom.

However, the Flood Dragon was well aware of the black-robed man’s strength. He knew that the battle would be exceedingly difficult. Yet, he did not back down. He took a deep breath and gripped his weapon tightly.

“Come,” he said, “let us fight to the death.”

The other men also picked up their weapons, ready to face this battle of life and death. They knew this fight would decide their fate and future. Yet, they were not afraid. For they knew that as long as they were united, nothing was impossible.

Ultimately, after a heart-stopping battle, Logan and several other men successfully defeated the man in the black robe. They cheered jubilantly, celebrating their hard-won victory. Logan stood silently to the side, quietly grateful.

Logan stood atop the vast mountain peak, surrounded by a faint Spiritual Energy, his gaze firm and stern, directly confronting the Evil Cultivator. The Evil Cultivator, clad in a black robe with a somber face, was wreathed in a thick Demonic Qi, clearly having been steeped in the Demon Path for a long time.

“Hmph, just a boy from the Righteous Path, and you dare be impudent before me?” the Evil Cultivator sneered, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, “Your attacks are merely child’s play to me.”

Logan did not verbally respond but swiftly formed Sealing signs with his hands, muttering incantations. As he moved, the Spiritual Energy of the heavens and earth seemed to be manipulated by him, gathering into a formidable force that suddenly slashed towards the Evil Cultivator.

The Evil Cultivator had not taken Logan’s attack seriously and scoffed disdainfully, ready to withstand the blow. However, as he endured it, he felt a surge of unprecedented immense power assaulting his body, nearly making him unable to stand.

“Puh!” the Evil Cultivator violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face instantly turning as pale as paper. He widened his eyes in disbelief as he stared at Logan, “How… how could you be so strong?”

Logan looked at the Evil Cultivator, seeing that the black Qi around him had lessened, and nodded to himself silently. His face wore a smile, indeed, just as he had thought, since ancient times, Righteous and Evil had always been irreconcilable, not to mention this Aura was Demonic Qi, which to a cultivator of the Righteous Path naturally had a restraining effect.

“I am strong because I adhere to the Righteous Path, harboring justice in my heart,” Logan stated calmly, “and you, Evil Cultivator, you are weak because you have strayed from the Righteous Path, indulging in the Demon Path.”

Upon hearing this, a flicker of rage shot through the Evil Cultivator’s eyes. He clenched his teeth, enduring the intense pain in his body, preparing to attack Logan again.

“Don’t think that winning a move or two makes you impressive,” the Evil Cultivator said coldly, “I still have many tactics yet to employ.”

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