Deities: Starting From Goblins

Steward Johnson was worried. After all, if Logan ran into trouble, he would be implicated. However, with Logan’s decision already made, he could only pray for Logan’s safety. If Logan failed to return, Steward Johnson was prepared to go into exile.

Upon reach his destination, Logan peered through a slit into the tent, and saw a Dominator quietly practicing meditation. This allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. If the Dominator had been resting, the slightest noise might have alerted him, however, the meditation required him to maintain high concentration, making it the best moment for an attack.

Logan summoned his divine weapon and silently entered the tent. He carefully walked towards the Dominator, who was known to wield a vast array of Law’s Forces, forcing Logan to suppress his presence with each step.

As he was only one meter away from the Dominator, a chilling knife intention brewed on his divine weapon. He intended to use a swift, ruthless, and precise attack to assassinate the Dominator without drawing any attention. However, just as the blade was within one step of its target, the Dominator suddenly opened his eyes and instinctively summoned Spiritual Energy for defense.

Despite the power of Logan’s divine weapon, it only managed to leave a wound on the Dominator, who retreated in shock. Logan did not want to attract the attention of others in the camp, but he was unable to stop the Dominator from escaping at this point.

In the crucial moment, Logan swiftly summoned the Supreme Treasure of the Demon Beast Clan and trapped the Dominator in a small world. Soon, the tent was empty, and no one had noticed the battle that had occurred.

As the Dominator entered the small world, he was quickly shocked. The concentration of Spiritual Energy here was a hundred times that of the outside world, and the Grand Laws and Dao in the air were complete, making it an ideal place for Cultivators. The flow of time was also a hundred times slower here, meaning one year of cultivation here was equivalent to hundred years outside.

The Dominator locked eyes with Logan and immediately deduced the situation. “You’re Logan, aren’t you?” the Dominator remarked, “I’m really curious how you dared to attack despite being hunted by so many people. Do you really think your sneak attack can defeat me?”

“Just a lowly Dominator,” Logan replied nonchalantly, “If I weren’t worried about attracting attention, I wouldn’t have brought you to this small world. I would have killed you out there. Here, time flows slowly and I have plenty of it to deal with you.”

Logan casually stepped forward with his divine weapon in hand. He would have some fear if his opponent were a Half-step Saint Seat, but against a mere Dominator, what was there to fear? Logan was at the Perfect King’s Seat, approaching the Half-step Sovereign level, so he was just a step away from becoming a Dominator.

Seeing Logan’s confidence and aggressive pursuit despite the difference in their realms, the Dominator was momentarily bewildered. Could Logan really possess great Divine Skills?

The Dominator suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Of course, anyone who possessed the Supreme Treasure of the Demon Beast Clan and had likely received the legacies of the Beast King and the Heavenly Saint Daoist, would have terrifying power. Such power was certainly not what his insignificant Dominator Realm could handle.

Unwilling to confront Logan head-on, the Dominator hastily retreated, saying, “Are you not afraid of the Flying Flow Sect’s retaliation if you kill me? There are many Dominators in my sect, and our Sect Leader has been at the Half-step Saint Seat for many years. If I fall, he is bound to explode in rage and may chase you to the ends of the earth.”

“Even if I don’t kill you, do you think the six major sects would let me go?” laughed Logan, “The moment they suspect that I got the legacy of the Beast King and the Heavenly Saint Daoist, they are bound to want me dead. Killing one more or one less won’t make a difference.”

“Besides, the real murderer won’t necessarily be suspected. I’ll make everyone suspect the Heavenly Sword Sect, causing a major fight between the two sects. I’ll reap the benefits of their discord. In this scheme, you’re just a pawn. Be glad.”

In the face of Logan’s words, the Dominator gasped. Logan’s strategy was harsh indeed. If he were to really frame the Heavenly Sword Sect, considering the resentment between the two Sect Leaders, a peaceful resolution was unlikely. The Dominator was not willing to see his sect, the Flying Flow Sect, being used by Logan as they had shown him great kindness.

“It seems I have to fight my way out today!” said the Dominator boldly, though he was unsure. Logan was bursting with confidence and had even exposed his entire plan, which must mean he was certain about the assassination. No matter how carefully Logan plotted, the only way to break out was to fight his way through it.

With his divine weapon fortified by law’s force, Logan delivered an attack to the Dominator. Given his control over the Supreme Treasure of the Demon Beast Clan, his strength within this world had increased tenfold, while the Dominator’s strength was weakening. This strike forced the Dominator to retreat tens of meters and his weapon was even split into three pieces.

Dumbfounded, the Dominator could hardly believe the outcome of the first encounter. The gap between him and Logan was huge, as if they were in completely different realms. He couldn’t believe that Logan, who was supposedly a King Seat not a Dominator, possessed such terrifying strength. He had dueled with a fair number of Dominators before, but none had demonstrated strength as formidable as Logan’s.

Logan’s second strike swiftly followed. The Dominator, who originally planned to face it directly, suddenly sensed a force of law penetrating from the behind. It all happened so fast that he had no time to react. Suddenly, there was a bloody wound on him. He could feel his life draining away as the surrounding laws continued to erode him.

However, he could not fall here. He used all his strength to try to leave the small world, only to find that he could not summon a shred of Spiritual Energy. It was as if he had been abandoned by world, like a piece left to be eroded by time.

“I cannot accept this.” said the Dominator, using all his remaining energy. Why had he lost so terribly against Logan in just two rounds? Was it due to the gap in their strength, or had he been caught off guard by Logan’s move?

Before his death, the Dominator launched a desperate attack on Logan, as if trying to pull him down to hell with him. However, all his efforts were in vain, as Logan was always four or five meters away from him. His consciousness was fading, and soon he was completely still.

At last the Dominator fell. Logan breathed a sigh of relief. Half of his plan had succeeded. As for how to frame the Heavenly Sword Sect, Logan already had a good idea after a bit of thought.