Chapter 1316 - Chapter 1316 Chapter 722 Mandated by Heaven
Chapter 1316: Chapter 722 Mandated by Heaven Chapter 1316: Chapter 722 Mandated by Heaven “But you must remember,” Lord Logan’s voice was deep and powerful, “if you have chosen to serve the Demon Race, you must dedicate yourself wholeheartedly to their cause. This is not just a verbal commitment, but the guideline for your future actions. The Demon Race doesn’t support idlers, nor do they tolerate any betrayal or ‘Different Heart.’ Should you show the slightest slackness or dissent, I will not be lenient! I shall personally cast you into a place of eternal damnation, making you regret your initial choice!” Each word seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds, heavily crashing into the heart of the Flood Dragon.
The Flood Dragon, upon hearing this, felt immense relief, as if a massive stone had been lifted from his heart. He knew he had finally made the right choice. He quickly responded respectfully, “Thank you, my lord! I will exert all my efforts, to serve the Demon Race like a dog or a horse! I won’t hesitate to walk through fire and water! Please rest assured, from now on, in life I belong to the Demon Race, and in death, I will be a ghost of the Demon Race!” His voice was firm and resolute, filled with determination and belief in the future.
In the great hall, the Demon Race soldiers burst into applause and cheers, praising Lord Logan’s wise decision. They knew that the Flood Dragon’s inclusion added a significant strength to the Demon Race. Under the protection of the Demon Race, the Flood Dragon had finally found his belonging, feeling an unprecedented sense of belonging and security, as if he had found the harbor of his life.
However, deep in the dark and mysterious palace of the Demon Race, the massive body of the Flood Dragon trembled slightly. He felt an unprecedented nervousness and unease, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat. His eyes widened, staring at the lord seated on the throne ahead, filled with confusion and bewilderment. This lord bore the last name Dragon, a rare surname within the Demon Race. In the Demon Race, the Dragon surname often signified nobility and power, which aroused intense curiosity about the lord’s identity.
“Lord, are… are you really from the Dragon Clan?” the Flood Dragon finally couldn’t help asking, his voice trembling with reverence. He knew his question might be presumptuous, but the doubts in his heart surged like a tide, unable to be suppressed.
Lord Logan, hearing this, smiled slightly, a mysterious and profound expression crossing his face. “Hehe, Flood Dragon, why are you so interested in my identity? In the Demon Race, identity and surname are not important; what matters is your strength and loyalty. However, since you asked, I might as well tell you. Indeed, I am deeply connected to the Dragon Clan, but what of it? In the Demon Race, I am just an ordinary soldier like you, fighting for the future of our race.” Lord Logan’s voice was calm and indifferent, as if speaking of something unrelated to himself.
Flood Dragon, upon hearing this, felt enlightened. No matter what the lord’s identity was, he was a leader worthy of his respect and loyalty. He bowed deeply, his voice firm, “My lord, I understand! No matter who you are, I will serve you wholeheartedly! To serve the Demon Race!” His eyes sparkled with determination as if he could already see his future path.