My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 434 - 435: Little Lizi

Having made his choice, Gu Xing didn't delay any further.

With a casual wave of his hand!

Spiritual Power flooded out from his form, softly hoisting the kneeling laborers back to their feet.

This display of effortless power sent shockwaves through the souls of every miner there!

The ability to lift dozens of individuals simultaneously using only the mind—it was nothing short of a divine miracle!

In their eyes, Gu Xing was already a deity; now, their devotion became unshakable...

He had to be the Divine Envoy, a savior sent from the heavens!

A messenger from above, here to liberate them!

"Divine Envoy, we beg you... please rescue the Human Race!"

As the words left their lips, the assembly prepared to prostrate themselves once more.

"Hold!"

Though Gu Xing’s tone was hushed, his voice resonated clearly in everyone’s ears:

"I am willing to assist you, but from this point forward, kneeling is strictly forbidden!"

The crowd was paralyzed by his command.

A few of the more alert miners quickly grabbed their bewildered comrades—who were already halfway to the ground—and hissed under their breath:

"Stand up, fast! The Divine Envoy finds our kneeling distasteful!"

"Right, right! We mustn't provoke the Divine Envoy's wrath!"

"Our thanks to the Divine Envoy! We thank you for your benevolence!"

Feeling the first sparks of hope in a lifetime, the area fell into a state of emotional upheaval.

The sounds of weeping and frantic gratitude merged into a chaotic din.

Hovering silently in the air, Gu Xing did not intervene.

He empathized with their outburst; it was only natural for those who had rotted in the depths of despair to react this way when shown a sliver of light.

Eventually, the commotion subsided.

An elderly miner, his steps shaky and uncertain, moved to the front.

He offered a profound bow to Gu Xing with the deepest reverence before slowly raising his head.

With a trembling voice, he asked:

"Divine Envoy... what... what is our next course of action?"

His eyes remained locked on Gu Xing as he spoke.

It was obvious that every ounce of his hope rested on Gu Xing's shoulders.

Only a figure of such distinction could possibly hope to challenge the Demon Race.

Commoners like them were utterly powerless to help.

Gu Xing didn't provide an immediate reply. Instead, he projected his Spiritual Power, meticulously scanning the entire mining facility.

A moment later, his eyebrows knitted together slightly.

His Spiritual Power had detected two Totem Tier One demons within the vicinity.

Even within the depths of the Demon Abyss, a Totem Level entity was considered a formidable powerhouse.

Yet, two such high-ranking figures were stationed here just to oversee a mine.

This suggested that even in the Demon Abyss, Demon Stone mines of this caliber were rare.

If they weren't, the Demon Race would never have wasted such elite guards on this location.

In addition to the two Totem-level demons, he sensed over a dozen King Level demons.

Gu Xing disregarded any demons below the Monarch rank.

Creatures beneath that level didn't even qualify as a threat to him.

However, he faced a delicate complication.

The demons and the miners were scattered and intermingled throughout the area.

A direct, blunt assault on the demons would inevitably result in the deaths of many miners.

Granted...

Sally possessed the power to manipulate time and resurrect these humans.

But such a wasteful expenditure of power should be avoided if a better way existed.

After weighing his options, Gu Xing formulated a plan.

He needed to execute a perfect one-hit kill on the two Totem-level demons!

Once they were dealt with, the remaining hostiles would be trivial.

But the strike had to be instantaneous!

The two demons must not be given a single second to react.

If a prolonged battle broke out once Long Qingyan engaged them...

Not a single human in this mine would live through the crossfire.

As for the King Level demons, he could neutralize them entirely using his Spiritual Shock.

Following the evolution of his various Guardian Beasts,

The Spiritual Power he commanded made him akin to a living, breathing Spirit Guardian Beast.

In fact...

His Spiritual Attribute likely surpassed that of many Spirit Guardian Beasts with lesser Talent.

With his strategy set, Gu Xing immediately began to move.

First, he drew Long Qingyan back into the Beast Taming Space.

To deliver a lethal blow to the demon leaders, he had to get close without being detected.

Long Qingyan’s draconic tail and horns would give them away the moment she was spotted.

Gu Xing’s plan was to summon her for the killing blow the very instant he reached the target.

Settling his mind, Gu Xing looked over the expectant faces of the miners and spoke with gravity:

"The objective is simple: wipe out every demon guard in this mine."

"Now, I require a guide to lead me straight to the quarters of the two strongest demon commanders."

The moment he finished speaking, the hopeful atmosphere vanished, replaced by a tomb-like silence.

The air grew heavy and cold.

The desperate hope that had filled the miners' eyes was instantly eclipsed by sheer terror.

Faces drained of color, and limbs began to shake uncontrollably.

"Directly... you want to go directly to those two demon lords?!"

"Heavens... isn't that just seeking death?"

"I... I saw it myself; one of those lords got frustrated once and leveled a small hill with a single swipe!"

"Divine Envoy, perhaps... perhaps we could just try to slip away? We shouldn't provoke them..."

Even Old Chen, who had seemed the most composed of the lot,

Was now drenched in cold sweat, his lips quivering too much to form words.

The Demon Race’s reign of terror was long-standing; a primal fear had been carved into the very marrow of their bones.

A few moments of encouragement weren't enough to shatter that trauma.

To walk into the demons' den?

To these people, it was synonymous with suicide.

Gu Xing remained suspended in the air, his soul-form expressionless.

He watched them silently—men and women whose spirits had been broken by fear.

He recognized their terror, but this was also a spontaneous test.

If they lacked the resolve to even act as a guide, how could they ever hope to fight for their own lives and the honor of the Human Race in the future?

Even if he saved them now, such a broken people would struggle to survive in this brutal world.

As the seconds ticked by, the only sounds were heavy breathing and the rattling of teeth; no one stepped forward.

A flicker of disappointment, almost invisible, passed through Gu Xing’s gaze.

Shaking his head slightly, he decided not to wait any longer and prepared to depart.

He would still liberate them.

But his help would end once they were outside the mine's entrance.

However, just as he began to turn—

A tiny hand, blackened by coal dust,

Reached out with surprising conviction and tugged at the edge of his soul-garment.

Gu Xing stopped and looked down.

He found himself staring into a pair of shimmering, bright, and stubborn eyes.

It was the little girl he had just rescued from the demon's blade.

She tilted her small face upward, and though she was trembling with nerves, her voice remained clear and steady:

"Big brother... I... I'll take you there!"

"I know exactly where they stay!"

Gu Xing felt a pulse of surprise. He slowly lowered himself to eye level with the child.

"Are you not afraid?"

The girl took a hard swallow, her grip on his robe tightening:

"I am! But... but you saved my Papa, and you saved everyone!"

"You're a good person! I believe in you! And... and I'm tired of seeing the Demon Race treat us like this!"

Looking into those brave eyes, a trace of respect appeared on Gu Xing's face.

"What is your name?"

"Little... Little Lizi!"

"Everyone calls me Little Lizi!"

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