Chapter 992: Chapter 563: Star Spirit! Chapter 992: Chapter 563: Star Spirit! . As soon as he finished speaking, his piercing aura instantly burst forth.
At the sa ti, an oppressive might arose from him, sending shivers down the spine.
Logan rely watched and pursed his lips, a solemn look passing through his eyes.
The Holy See and the Saint King Level were, after all, too far apart.
If he were at the Saint Rank, perhaps he wouldn’t have to worry about this.
Thinking about it, Logan sighed softly, realizing that even with the Throne, it was still an external power; he needed to enhance his own strength fundantally, for only with his own strength could he be truly unrestrained.
He was naturally annoyed with the proposition put forth by the person before him.
This person was so protective of the Demon Race, or perhaps it was a way to coerce him.
“Senior, do you truly intend to fight to the death, even though my strength is far inferior to yours? Yet, aside from the Throne, I have so other things at hand that when combined might just allow to stand up to you!”
Was that true? Of course not.
It was rely his way of bluffing and also to intimidate Maximus Powers.
Maximus Powers, upon hearing this, did show a flicker of emotion in his eyes but quickly returned to calm.
“Oh, I see, so what now? If you truly had so powerful move, you should have used it earlier, or, given your nature, you wouldn’t be talking so much. If I had said I did not agree to drop the Demon Clan’s plan, you would have attacked first. Young friend, our natures are quite similar, both of us being of the sa type; I naturally understand you.”
Maximus Powers was a man who disliked idle talk; if he could fight, he would simply fight.
The only reason he would stop to communicate with the opponent was if the latter possessed so value that intrigued him, or if he simply couldn’t defeat him.
Logan’s face turned ugly for a mont when he heard such a thorough analysis.
Indeed, he had no backup, whether it was Little Flower, Little White, or White Elizabeth against this Saint King Level opponent, none had any chance of winning.
His only intention was to test the waters to see if he could blast his way to a peaceful solution.
It seed impossible.
The two n just stood there, eyeing each other, exchange looks.
Neither moved nor said anything, seemingly gauging the gap between them.
Finally, Logan clenched his fists tightly and then slowly loosened them.
It appeared futile.
“Fine, since you are here today, it seems I cannot attack the Demon Clan’s Headquarters. Out of respect for you, senior, I will spare this place just this once, but I might not be so fortunate every ti. Take care, senior.”
After speaking, he sat upon the Throne. Shielded by Evil Qi, he left the Demon Palace unobstructed and flew further and further away.
Against a Saint King Level, he had no chance of winning.
He thought he could only start from sowhere else, and having made up his mind, there was no need for him to linger at the Demon Clan’s Headquarters, so he left.
The demons looked at each other, yet no one dared to step forward to stop him.
Although Logan couldn’t defeat this esteed being from the Upper World, dealing with these minions was effortless for him.
If they annoyed him, he could simply wave his hand, and they would lose their lives.
Moreover, due to the solemn Evil Qi, if they were even slightly touched by it, they would imdiately be corrupted by the Evil Qi; those of a lower level would turn into strange creatures, and those slightly higher would suffer body corrosion.
Unless absolutely necessary, these lower-level demons dared not intercept him.
Seeing this, a flicker of annoyance flashed in the Demon Clan Leader’s eyes, seemingly angry at the situation.
With a wave of his hand, many demons were flung against the stone walls.
The demons did not understand but dared not defy their leader, instead kneeling to beg for forgiveness.
“Please calm your anger, leader.”
But how could the leader’s fury be quelled so easily? He was quite incensed internally.
“You all watched as he escaped and didn’t even try to stop him; you’re all useless!”
Once he beca angry, his formidable aura spread out imdiately.
The Saint Level pressure was not sothing these lowly demons could withstand; they all bowed their heads and bent their backs.
Their appearance was one of trembling deference.
“Enough, if they can’t fight, there’s no point in wasting forces. You’ve already lost many from your headquarters, do you really want to reduce your numbers further?”
Maximus Powers spoke carelessly and then countered with his own aura.
The leader was outmatched and even felt a bit wary of him.
Thus, he quickly retracted his pressure, and his expression softened considerably.
“It was reckless of , but the Demon Realm has suffered such humiliation this ti, my heart truly aches. That human, acting as if he owns this camp, coming and going as he pleases, even killing so many demons, simply disregards our Demon Race!”
Maximus Powers detected the underlying bla, and his lips curled into a smile, his expression sowhat aningful.
“Are you blaming for not stopping that man?”
“This subordinate wouldn’t dare.”
The leader quickly bowed, repeatedly asserting his subservience.
But despite his words, his expression conveyed dissatisfaction; clearly, he harbored such a thought.
Maximus Powers scoffed lightly.
“Hmph, if you’re inferior in skill, you should bla yourself instead of blaming , a distinguished guest from the Upper World. What responsibility do I have to deal with this ss for you? Surely you don’t really consider using as a tool, do you?”
At this, the leader broke out in a cold sweat.
He imdiately knelt down, shaking his head quickly.
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