Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 384: 199

Chapter 384: 199

Translator: 549690339

At that time, the wind and rain were erratic, many disciples and friends of the Grand Elder began to hide, fearfully hiding away. If they showed their faces even slightly, they would be hunted down, and even their family members’ lives would be threatened.

Many were weeping bitterly, one by one beginning to curse Gali Mo, hoping for him to enter hell in the next moment. Across the entire territory, there was an atmosphere of fear, for who was not in some way involved with the Grand Elder?

At this juncture, the Lord stepped forward, personally writing a proclamation which was hung on the City Wall. The message was clear: the Grand Elder had practiced evil deeds for many years and was killed by the First Family. The Lord did not wish to harm the innocent and therefore decided to pardon everyone’s crimes.

Those who were disciples and friends of the Grand Elder, as long as they stood forward, the Lord would let bygones be bygones, and entrust them with important tasks. For a moment, there were varied opinions. Everyone had been living in fear of being hunted down, but suddenly the Lord gave them a glimmer of hope, which naturally led to tears of joy.

Hence, crowds chose to join the Lord, but a small portion who were the Grand Elder’s most trusted confidants chose death rather than submission. They were not willing to join the Lord in exchange for a chance at survival, as it would be a betrayal to the memory of the deceased Grand Elder.

These people were almost all the die-hard followers cultivated by the Grand Elder, having already placed life and death behind them. Once, they were homeless and drifting, but the Grand Elder had led them onto the path of cultivation. Their gratitude was greater than heaven, and even respecting him as a father was not an exaggeration.

Knowing that they could not beat Gali Mo’s followers, the group decided to fight to the death, using their lives to confront Gali Mo’s men. They offered their lives as sacrifice, striving to take down at least one or two with them.

This made Gali Mo very frustrated. In just two days, while they had only killed thirty people, they had lost fifty of their own. The price they had to pay was too high. When would this end? And these were just the hundreds of trusted aides of the Grand Elder, so everything was only just beginning.

Originally, Gali Mo wanted to seek the Lord’s assistance, but after considering it, he gave up. He understood that even if he lowered his pride and dignity to ask for help, the Lord would certainly find all sorts of reasons to refuse, and definitely wouldn’t openly support him.

Because currently, it was a good opportunity for the Lord to attract the remaining forces of the Grand Elder. Just in these two days, the Lord had already absorbed nearly a thousand talents, openly acting as a good person. His reputation was in full bloom, and there were even many people planning to build temples for him.

Thinking of this, Gali Mo was very irritated. Obviously, everything was a situation that the Lord wanted to create. However, the Lord was getting to play the good guy and Gali Mo was the villain.

However, there was nothing he could do. He was under others’ control and now he didn’t even have the qualifications to resist the Lord. If he disobeyed he would end up like the Grand Elder and his whole family would be wiped out. His family, the First Family, had lasted for a thousand years. He couldn’t let it be destroyed under his watch.

On the other hand, after Logan left the Illusionary Realm, the first thing he did was look for a safe place to start digesting the book in his Spiritual Sense Sea, wanting to know what the Sanctuary Powerhouse had left behind.

Upon opening it, he found it to be a cultivation manual, which immediately dampened Logan’s interest. What Logan needed the least was cultivation manuals. Even if it was left by a Sanctuary Powerhouse, Logan’s path was unique and perfect evolution.

However, after flipping through a few more pages, he discovered something different. This book also contained a record of all the mystical arts of the Sanctuary Powerhouse, insights into the laws of nature, cultivation experiences and the locations of some buried divine weapons.

Logan naturally highly valued the insights of a Sanctuary Powerhouse. So he studied the book continuously for three days. Suddenly, he felt the barrier of his realm breaking, and he was only a step away from advancing to the next level. Logan suppressed his realm, not wanting to break through so quickly.

Although breaking through to the next level was the priority in the Ancient Instance, such a breakthrough was not only dangerous, but it also wouldn’t improve his combat effectiveness. Logan wanted to make a significant leap at once when he broke through. This would have been nearly impossible before, but Logan had obtained the Rule Grass.

Not only that, he had more than thirty Rule Grasses. If he used them all, it would be terrifying once he stepped into the next level. Even Dominating Realm powerhouses would rarely obtain a Rule Grass in their lifetime. Not to mention Logan had gotten more than thirty, enough to shock the entire Ancient Instance.

Logan refined the Rule Grass into pills, prepared various things in advance, and braced himself for the breakthrough. After swallowing more than thirty pills, Logan no longer restrained his realm. The realm that was about to break through earlier, was now uncontrollable like a ferocious tiger.

In an instant, terrifying laws of nature coalesced. Logan bathed in a golden ocean, and his body started changing. If the previous Logan was a mortal, now he seemed like a true deity, and at this moment, the entire world started changing.

This affected everything within a hundred-mile radius. All people who came here retreated three miles, because they all knew a powerful figure was crossing the tribulation. Ants that got too close were courting death, and it was not an ordinary powerhouse based on the momentum, at least in the Dominating Realm.

After an hour, everything finally returned to calm. Logan opened his eyes, adjusted a little, then a smile emerged. Now he was officially an advanced level practitioner, and he could even match an upper-advanced level practitioner in terms of combat power.

Combined with the divine weapon in his hand, now he had the confidence to face a complete throne level challenger. In this Ancient Instance, for the first time, Logan was confident that he wouldn’t be pursued and killed.

Logan didn’t hurry to leave, because after entering the advanced level, he could start practicing some mystical arts of the Sanctuary Powerhouse. This was crucial to his combat effectiveness, for these mystical arts were extremely terrifying in the Ancient Instance.

Half a month passed in this manner, and Logan’s realm improved further, advancing from low-level to mid-level. For his next move, Logan planned to first return to the Capital City to see the situation. He wanted to know whether the Lord and Gali Mo from the First Family had handled things well after the death of the Grand Elder?

While on his way, he suddenly saw a severely injured man collapsing in front of him, who then forcefully supported his body to stand up again and continued to escape in a certain direction. More than ten pursuers were right behind him. Knowing he couldn’t escape, the man held up his knife, prepared to fight.

It was clear that the man was on his last breath, but was holding on with sheer determination. There were at least twenty knife wounds all over his body, but the trace of resentment and hatred in his eyes piqued Logan’s interest. It seemed as if he was seeing an old friend, making him want to intervene.