Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 970 - 552 Tearing Through the Sky
Chapter 970: Chapter 552: Tearing Through the Sky
Chapter 970: Chapter 552: Tearing Through the Sky
The Tree of Life was able to take root in the Desert, its strength not to be underestimated.
Logan instinctively wanted to dodge, but the speed of the vines was unexpectedly fast.
Before he could even hide or react, he was already bound by the vines.
He tried to struggle, only to find the vines incredibly tough, utterly unbreakable, much to Logan’s astonishment.
“Oh? To think that there would be vines so robust that even I cannot break free?”
It was indeed unexpected, but Logan’s face did not show too much panic.
If he couldn’t break free instantly, then he would accept the situation for now.
However, the tribe leader and his people seemed to relish in his predicament.
“Hahaha, Logan, who would have thought? You’ve still been trapped in the end!”
“Hmph, what does it matter if you’re stronger than me? What does it matter if you could defeat so many Desert Wolves, the prideful are destined to fail. You’ve lost to your own pride. In your wildest dreams, you never imagined you would be ensnared by these vines. It’s your own foolishness and impulsiveness to blame, never considering the consequences!”
The tribe leader felt as if he had finally regained some ground, unrestrained in his mockery.
After all, Logan had repeatedly humiliated him before.
Including his men, none were a match for him.
Now, he could finally get the upper hand and trample Logan underfoot, filling the tribe leader’s heart with relief and pride.
As Logan was trapped, the tribe leader leapt up, taking advantage of Logan’s light to pick the Fruit of Life.
At the moment of successfully harvesting the fruit, the tribe leader was overjoyed.
He cradled the fruit in his hands, pleasure almost oozing from his eyes.
“Fruit of Life, I’ve finally harvested you.”
The other tribespeople gathered around, their eyes shining bright with excitement at the scene.
The tribe leader glanced at the fruit in his hand, then looked down at Logan with scorn and let out a proud laugh.
“Ah, Young Master Logan, I must thank you for this. Every previous time we picked the Fruit of Life, many would die. Thanks to you drawing their attention this time, we managed to harvest this fruit effortlessly, without a single casualty. Haha, you truly are our great hero!”
His words sounded like praise, yet they were drenched with sarcasm.
Logan naturally picked up on this, giving the tribe leader a brief, indifferent look from his superior position without saying a word. That glance left the tribe leader feeling disgruntled.
“What’s with that look? You’re trapped by the vines now, nothing but a prisoner at my feet. How dare you be so arrogant?”
Logan’s arrogance deeply wounded the tribe leader’s pride, as if his ridicule had hit cotton and was completely ineffective.
It even made the tribe leader feel looked down upon, fuelling his discontent.
“Tribe leader, forget about him. He’s trapped by the vines now, and we must bring the Fruit of Life back immediately, or its properties will start to degrade,” one of the tribespeople reminded, not really considering Logan a threat.
Throughout history, they had never seen anyone break free once bound.
This person would likely remain tied up and have his Spiritual Energy drained by the vines.
By the next day when they returned, they would probably find only his withered corpse. What was the point in arguing with a dead man?
After being reminded by his tribesperson, the tribe leader also came to his senses.
“You’re right, I was bewitched. What’s the use of arguing with a dead man? Bringing the Fruit of Life back is what’s most important.”
Nothing was more important than the Fruit of Life, and it was their utmost priority at that moment.
So, they turned around, ready to leave.
This time they hadn’t lost a single person, and nobody was hurt, which was an unexpected delight.
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The tribe leader didn’t want to sacrifice his people unless absolutely necessary.
After all, he didn’t have many tribespeople to spare—one less with every loss.
Watching them leave, and sure they had no tricks up their sleeves,
Logan no longer continued to pretend.
He took out the Bloody Dagger that Nineteen had given him, using it for the first time.
He had thought this weapon wouldn’t come in handy, yet he was using it now for the first time.
With a thought, the dagger sliced through the vines, and Logan fell from the tree.
With a thud, he caught everyone’s attention, and they all turned back.
Only then did they see it was Logan, perfectly unharmed.
The Bloody Dagger spun in the air before swiftly returning to Logan’s hand.
The tribe leader, staring at the unscathed Logan, was utterly dumbfounded.
The Tree of Life, perhaps because its vines had just been severed and its strength greatly diminished, did not attack Logan again. Maybe it was a small protective measure it employed.
The tribe leader watched him dumbly, incredulous, his trembling finger pointing at Logan.
“You, how can you be unhurt? Those vines were so tough, how could you possibly cut through them?”
They had tried so many methods in the past, expended so much manpower and resources, but they had never been able to cut the vines.
If it was so simple, they wouldn’t have needed to step over the bodies of their tribespeople to harvest the fruits.
Yet this man possessed such a divine weapon, effortlessly severing the vines, effortlessly falling from the sky.
Now that Logan was free, it was the tribe leader and his people who were anxious.
