Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 988 - 561 Empty Hell

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Chapter 988: Chapter 561: Empty Hell

Chapter 988: Chapter 561: Empty Hell

“It seems you’re the chieftain here.”

Logan sized up the demon and immediately discerned his level.

This one was different from the other ordinary members of the demon race; his aura was a level higher.

It appeared he was not one of those Saint Seat Level fools.

Indeed, the Demon Clan Leader was at the Middle Stage of Saint Rank Perfection, which in the context of the Lower Realm, could be considered quite impressive, even a figure worthy of leading forces.

Otherwise, he couldn’t have secured the position of chieftain.

“Kid, it looks like you can see my strength. So, aren’t you afraid?”

The chieftain raised an eyebrow, a flash of unusual emotion darting across his eyes.

Logan sneered.

“Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of? You’re just at the Middle Stage of Saint Rank Perfection.”

The chieftain’s gaze shifted slightly, surprised that he could see through his strength.

It was common for higher-ranking beings to see through the strength of those below them, but for lower-ranking ones to see the strength of higher-ranking beings was usually very difficult.

Did this person possess such ability, or could it be he had diminished his cultivation level and was actually higher than him?

But it didn’t seem likely; there was no need for him to diminish his cultivation level. Moreover, now that he had shown himself, shouldn’t he conceal his power?

His strength appeared to be genuine, indeed that of the Saint Seat Eighth Level.

For this reason, the chieftain felt even more confused.

“Speak. Who exactly are you? What is your purpose?”

The chieftain wasn’t backing down; he simply didn’t want to confront someone whose background was unclear.

This person not only had broken into the Demon Clan’s Headquarters all by himself but also seemed to have the intent to wipe out the entire demon race. He even managed to defeat so many of his elite forces despite having a lower rank.

He didn’t believe the other party was just an ordinary Saint Seat Eighth Level. There had to be a secret.

The chieftain couldn’t figure it out, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to minimize his own losses.

Having already lost so many people, if he could stop the bleeding, that would be for the best.

“Young master, I see you’re full of youthful vigor. Don’t be incited by someone you shouldn’t be, doing something wrong. How about we sit down and talk things over? Maybe there’s nothing that can’t be resolved through dialogue?”

“Good. Since the chieftain is so magnanimous, I’ll also clarify my intentions. My objective is simple. Chieftain, if you give up the Demon Clan’s plan, I will stop my attack and won’t pursue complete annihilation.”

But upon hearing the word ‘plan,’ the Demon Clan Leader’s face changed dramatically.

“What plan? What do you know? Who told you about it?”

“You don’t need to worry about who told me, nor how I came to know. Just understand that I’m aware this matter is real. Chieftain, as long as you stop right now, I can cease as well. Of course, you’ll have to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that if you restart this plan, then our encounter today will be a fight to the death.”

These words contained a veiled threat, which the chieftain found very irritating.

Being the chieftain, he was naturally used to being revered.

No one had dared to be so insolent before.

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Especially not in the Lower Realm.

His cultivation level was already sufficient to dominate a region, and there were few beings who could threaten him.

But he had never expected this young man to be so rude, a mere Saint Seat Eighth Level daring to be so impolite to him.

The chieftain clenched his fists tightly, his face growing colder by the moment.

“Do you really think I wouldn’t dare do anything to you?”

“Why would I think the chieftain wouldn’t take action? Isn’t this just a negotiation? If we cannot settle this amicably, then we will have to resolve it through force.”

After speaking, he chanted a spell and once again summoned flames.

The flames wrapped around his entire body, resembling a serpent of fire.

Although there was some distance, it gave the chieftain a sense of minor pressure.

“This flame, who exactly are you? How can you control this fire?”

The chieftain could feel that this flame was antithetical to the demon race and wondered how much effort the young man had put in to find such a blaze. It seemed many demons had fallen to it, and the fire was inextricably linked to their demise.

This young man seemed to be shrouded in secrets, making him someone to be wary of.

Logan glanced at the flames in his hand and noted the chieftain’s fear.

He instead smiled.

“That, you don’t need to know. Just be aware that these things can deal with you.”

The chieftain’s face stiffened, his expression becoming quite unpleasant and even a bit harsh.

“I can’t agree to change the plan, but we could negotiate something else.”

“No, I want nothing else, nor do I hold regard for anything else. Just end the Demon Clan’s plan, and I too shall end my actions.”

Finally, the chieftain became enraged.

Overwhelming power burst forth from behind him, causing even his subordinates to fall back.

“You’re seeking death! Do you really believe that having some Divine Skill gives you the right to provoke me? Today, I will show you what absolute dominance is!”

With that, he roared and charged directly at Logan.

The full power of the Middle Stage of a Saint Rank unfolded before him.

Feeling the crushing disparity between their strengths, Logan couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Indeed, it was worthy of a Saint Rank, a stark difference from the Saint Seat Level.

And he wasn’t yet at his peak; merely at the Eighth Level Peak, while the chieftain had reached the Middle Stage of Saint Rank, expanding the gap even further.

Logan pursed his lips, a rare trace of seriousness crossing his eyes.

But despite the great gap in their strengths, he had no intention of retreating.

“Good, I’ve never faced someone of the Saint Rank before, so today I’ll start with you. Let’s cross swords!”