Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1283 - Chapter 1283 Chapter 705 Building the Bridge_2

Chapter 1283: Chapter 705: Building the Bridge_2 Chapter 1283: Chapter 705: Building the Bridge_2 “You… you really have a way?” The City Lord’s voice trembled slightly, as if clinging to the last straw for survival.

Logan nodded, his gaze flickering with a steadfast light. “I will do my best to try, no matter the outcome, I will not give up.” His voice rang out confidently, as if declaring his determination to the whole world.

The City Lord looked at Logan, a surge of inexplicable emotion welling up within him. He knew, despite the young man’s age, he possessed extraordinary courage and wisdom. Perhaps he truly could create a miracle, break the seal on the Space-Time Corridor, and grant the Demon Race their freedom anew.

Thus, taking a deep breath, the City Lord spoke, “Alright, Logan, I believe in you. Go and try, whatever the result, we will fully support you.” His voice was calm, yet it contained immense trust and expectation.

Upon hearing this, a warm current rose within Logan’s heart. He realized he was not alone; in this world filled with uncertainty and dangers, a group of people were silently supporting him. He nodded, then resolutely set out on the path to the Space-Time Corridor. His silhouette gradually vanished into that profound and mysterious passage, leaving only a trail of firm footsteps echoing.

Deep within the ancient and dim recesses of the Demon Clan Castle, inside a palace built of obsidian, flickering candlelight cast shadows on the walls, illuminating the complex and mystical totems. Logan and the City Lord were sitting across from each other at a table carved from millennia-old ice, on which sat a pot of steaming Demon Blood Wine, a delicacy unique to the Demon Race, its color like blood, its aroma intoxicating.

“My lord, perhaps you are unaware that the Demon Race used to traverse the Space-Time Corridor freely,” the City Lord’s voice was low and hoarse, as if laden with the weight of ages, “Centuries ago, we were one of the most powerful races on the mainland, familiar with the Space-Time Corridor as if it were a path at our own doorstep.”

He took a sip of the Demon Blood Wine, a flicker of nostalgia in his eyes, “But good times didn’t last long. Those old ones–those so-called ‘just’ Divine Spirits and Strong Ones, they envied our power, feared our rise. So, they banded together and launched an attack on us. That war was earth-shattering, and our Demon Race nearly faced total annihilation.”

The City Lord’s tone grew heavy as he said, “Moreover, they didn’t just defeat us; they also sealed the Space-Time Corridor, barring our kind from passing through. Since then, we’ve been trapped on this Mainland, unable to explore other worlds, unable to gain more resources and strength.”

Having said that, he lowered his head in a sigh, seemingly oppressed by the heavy burden of history. Logan listened in silence, his eyes glimmering with reflective thought, occasionally sipping the unique-flavored Demon Blood Wine.

“No wonder you looked that way just now; so there is such a history behind it,” Logan said, suddenly comprehending, his voice breaking the surrounding silence. He coughed, clearing his throat before slowly continuing, “Is there really no other way?”

The City Lord shook his head, his eyes filled with helplessness and despair, “For centuries, countless strong members of our Demon Race have attempted to break the Seal, but to no avail. The seal on the Space-Time Corridor is too strong; it is merged with the power of the Divine Spirits and the laws of the universe, beyond our capacity to influence.”

However, Logan had not given up, “But remember, City Lord, my strength is great. Perhaps, I truly have a way through the Space-Time Corridor.” Though his voice was calm, it held boundless confidence and resolve.

On hearing this, the City Lord was taken aback. He looked up at Logan, his expression showing a flash of surprise and puzzlement. He was aware of Logan’s formidable power, but the seal on the Space-Time Corridor was extraordinary, and even the mightiest of the Demon Race were at a loss. Yet, gazing into Logan’s resolute eyes, he couldn’t help but waver.

“You… do you really have a way?” the City Lord’s voice trembled slightly, as if clinging to the last straw of salvation.

Logan nodded, his eyes shimmering with determination, “I will try my best, no matter the outcome, I will not give up. Moreover, I always feel that the seal on the Space-Time Corridor may be related to my origins, I must explore and find out the truth.”

Upon hearing Logan’s words, the City Lord felt a surge of inexplicable emotion. He knew that although this young man was youthful, he possessed exceptional courage and wisdom. Perhaps, he could truly work a miracle, break the seal of the Space-Time Corridor, and allow the Demon Race to regain their freedom.

So, he took a deep breath and then slowly said, “Alright, Logan, I believe in you. Go and try, and no matter the outcome, we will support you with all our strength. But, you must be careful, the Space-Time Corridor is filled with unknowns and dangers, you must protect yourself.”

At these words, a warmth coursed through Logan. He knew he wasn’t alone; in this world brimming with unknowns and dangers, there was a group of people silently supporting him. He nodded, then stood up resolutely, “City Lord, rest assured, I will proceed with caution. Now, I shall seek the method to break the seal of the Space-Time Corridor.”

Having said this, Logan turned and left the Palace, embarking on the path leading to the unknown and the dangerous. His figure slowly vanished into that deep and mysterious corridor, leaving only a trail of steadfast footsteps echoing behind. Meanwhile, the City Lord sat still, watching Logan depart, his heart filled with hope and wishes.

In the Secret Room of the Demon Clan Castle, the dim light flickered, casting mottled shadows. Logan sat with several core members of the Demon Race, their faces etched with gravity and anticipation. Logan’s brow was deeply furrowed, contemplating a vitally important issue–how to safely pass through the Space-Time Corridor without drawing the attention of other powers.

“In fact, I have always been worried,” Logan began slowly, his voice deep and powerful, “If I can easily pass through the Space-Time Corridor, wouldn’t it draw others’ attention? After all, our Demon Race has always been a target, and any abnormal action might bring about unnecessary trouble.”

His words plunged everyone present into thought; they knew Logan’s concerns were not unfounded. However, just then, a flicker of Spirit Light danced in Logan’s eyes, as if he had thought of something.

“But, I have an idea,” Logan’s voice rose once more, filled with confidence, “I can disguise the Demonic Qi within us, and then lead everyone through. This way, we could safely pass through the Space-Time Corridor without being detected.”

His words struck like lightning, instantly lighting up the eyes of everyone present. Hearing Logan’s words, their faces brightened with the first light of hope.

“Really? Logan, can you really do that?” one of the Demon Race members stood up excitedly, his voice laden with disbelief and anticipation.

“Of course, I am confident.” Logan nodded, his eyes shining with determination, “I have mastered a Secret Technique that can temporarily disguise our Demonic Qi, making us appear as ordinary beings. Thus, we can stealthily move through the Space-Time Corridor without drawing anyone’s attention.”

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