Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1321 - Chapter 1321 Chapter 724 Apocalypse _2

Chapter 1321: Chapter 724: Apocalypse? _2 Chapter 1321: Chapter 724: Apocalypse? _2 At that moment, the atmosphere in the hall had gradually eased. Although the Demon Clan Soldiers still maintained their vigilance towards the Flood Dragon, there was now less hostility and suspicion in their eyes, replaced by more anticipation and trust. They knew that with Lord Logan present, the situation would definitely be resolved and the truth would be revealed to The World.

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Logan nodded slightly, his smile like a warm sun in spring, warm yet dignified. His deep eyes twinkled with the light of wisdom, as if he had already seen through the complexity and twists behind this turmoil. “Good, Flood Dragon, I have received your statement,” his voice was steady and powerful, every word clearly reaching everyone’s ears, “I know that although the turmoil has temporarily subsided, the truth behind it is like a treasure hidden in the fog, requiring us to further investigate and uncover. However, with your honest statement, I believe, no matter how twisted the truth, the situation will definitely be resolved, and the truth will be revealed.”

In the dark and tense hall of the Demon Clan Palace, the flickering lights cast patchy, ghostly shadows on the walls. The Demon Clan Soldiers surrounded the Flood Dragon, their towering and formidable figures like insurmountable mountains. The atmosphere was so tense it seemed as if the air itself would solidify, and breathing became cautious, for fear that a careless breath might break this delicate balance.

“Really, do you think we are all fools? Can’t see through those sweet nothings you’ve done!” a Demon Clan Soldier suddenly shouted loudly, his voice echoing like thunder in the spacious hall, carrying a thick tone of interrogation and dissatisfaction. His eyes were like sharp swords, piercing right into the heart of the Flood Dragon, as if to penetrate and uncover the secrets hidden deepest within.

The Flood Dragon heard this, and couldn’t help but tremble inside. He knew that although he had made a statement, he needed to put in much more effort to completely clear his suspicions. He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm, then slowly began, “Brother, I understand your anger and confusion. But I want to tell you that every word I say is sincere, I have never had any intention of betraying the Demon Clan. Everything I do is for the future and stability of the Demon Clan. If you do not believe me, I am willing to undergo any investigation and even risk my life to prove my innocence.”

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As soon as the Flood Dragon finished speaking, a wave of murmuring arose in the hall. Some of the Demon Clan Soldiers expressed their belief in the Flood Dragon, thinking he deserved a chance to prove himself; while others remained skeptical, thinking the Flood Dragon might be bluffing.

Logan watched this scene, pondering silently. He knew that to thoroughly uncover the truth, more evidence and clues were needed. So, he slowly began, his voice carrying a tone of authority and compassion, “Enough, everyone! Whether the Flood Dragon is innocent is not something we can decide by arguing here. I will personally lead a team to investigate the matters mentioned by the Flood Dragon. Until the truth is uncovered, I hope everyone can remain calm and avoid rash actions. Flood Dragon, be prepared to face our investigation at any time.”

Logan’s words calmed the clamor in the hall instantly. The Demon Clan Soldiers nodded in obedience, and the Flood Dragon also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that although he was still under suspicion, he at least now had a chance to prove his innocence. He secretly vowed to persevere through any difficulties and challenges to reveal the truth and clear his name.

“Exactly! To carry out such acts right under our eyes, what unspeakable motives do you harbor! Don’t think we can’t see, your every move cannot escape our eyes!” Another Soldier joined in, his tone filled with anger and scorn, as if the Flood Dragon’s actions had crossed a line. He brandished his weapon, the cold edge shimmering in the light, as if ready to launch a fatal strike at the Flood Dragon at any moment.

“Indeed, hurry up and confess everything as it is, lay out all the conspiracies and tricks behind you, and perhaps there will still be a thread of a chance! Otherwise, don’t blame us for not being polite later, and don’t regret it then!” another soldier bellowed loudly, his voice hoarse yet powerful, exuding a strong threat. He clenched his fists, his veins bulging, as if readying himself to rush forward and teach the Flood Dragon a profound lesson.

Their words, like a violent storm, besieged the Flood Dragon, each sentence filled with questions and accusations, subjecting him to unprecedented pressure. The Flood Dragon could only feel his heartbeat accelerate, his breathing becoming rapid as if his entire world was collapsing at that moment.

The Flood Dragon was utterly dumbfounded by these sudden accusations. He stared wide-eyed, his gaze filled with confusion and helplessness. He looked at the angry faces surrounding him, each gaze seemingly eager to devour him. What did this have to do with him? He had never been clear, nor had he ever been involved in any conspiracies or tricks. He merely wanted to serve the Demon Race peacefully; why had it turned out this way?

“I… I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” The Flood Dragon spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling and weak, as if it could be drowned out by the noise around him at any moment, “I have never done anything to betray the Demon Race, nor have I ever been involved in any conspiracy. Please believe me, give me a chance to explain.”

However, his explanation seemed to have little effect. The Demon Race’s soldiers still glared at him angrily, as if every word he said was a lie, every action a disguise. The Flood Dragon felt a deep sense of powerlessness; he didn’t know how to prove his innocence or escape this unwarranted disaster.

Just then, Lord Logan’s voice rang out again, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness: “Enough, stop arguing! Before we have clarified the matter, no one should jump to conclusions. Flood Dragon, calm down first, and carefully recount the whole story. We will listen carefully and do our best to verify. If you’re truly innocent, we naturally won’t make things difficult for you; but if you’re hiding something, then don’t blame us for not being polite.”

Lord Logan’s words were like a refreshing stream, instantly quieted the uproar in the hall. All the Demon Race soldiers quieted down, their eyes converged on the Flood Dragon, waiting for his explanation. The Flood Dragon also took a deep breath and began to slowly narrate his story, hoping to use this opportunity to prove his innocence and clear himself of any suspicions.

“I really don’t know! Why would I lie about such a thing?” The Flood Dragon hurriedly defended, his voice trembling slightly, a natural reaction triggered by nervousness and fear, but more so from firmness and innocence, as if his pure heart and loyalty could penetrate all misunderstandings and doubts, “I was just being pursued by the Human race, enduring countless hardships to escape here! How could I possibly be a spy, or have concocted some clever lies to deceive everyone? My loyalty to the Demon Race is evident to Heaven and Earth!”

His words were filled with sincerity and earnestness, yet, they did not completely dispel the Demon Race soldiers’ doubts. Inside the hall, the silence was like thick dark clouds, hanging heavily over everyone’s hearts. The Demon Race soldiers still kept a high level of vigilance and suspicion towards him, their eyes filled with distrust and hostility, as if the Flood Dragon were a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to inflict lethal damage on the Demon Race at any moment.

“Hmph, you say you don’t know? Then why does your body bear the aura of the Human race? This aura is so strong that it almost masks your own characteristics as a Demon.” One soldier coldly questioned, his voice like the icy blade in a cold wind, piercing directly at the Flood Dragon’s crucial point.