Deities: Starting From Goblins

The Demonic Sky Gate had a Sanctuary Powerhouse’s help, and none of the sects wanted to make an enemy of them, but now they had reached a point where they had no choice but to take action. Peregrine Azure originally wanted the Western Wilderness Forces to weaken each other, but Logan shattered that lofty illusion as soon as he intervened.

“Is the Saint Sky Sect willing to dispatch a Sanctuary Powerhouse or not?” Inside the tent, Sandy Wexler fixed his gaze on Peregrine Azure and asked. After extensive discussion, everyone realized that regardless of their plans, the outcome hinged on the presence of a Sanctuary Powerhouse. Without one, their chances of victory seemed slim.

No matter from which angle, each side currently had the upper hand over the Demonic Sky Gate, except for the matter of the absent Sanctuary Powerhouse, which made everyone present uncomfortable.

Confronted with the questioning, Peregrine Azure coughed and said, “Don’t worry everyone. Should we really reach a dire situation, the Supreme Elder of our Saint Sky Sect will definitely take action. We cannot allow the Demonic Sky Gate to act recklessly. Generally speaking, the Sanctuary Powerhouses serve more as a deterrent and rarely engage in full-on battles.”

“An evasive response?” Cain Scarlet, with a profound look in his eyes, sneered and said, “Give us a definite assurance. If the Saint Sky Sect doesn’t send someone, then all of us from the Western Wilderness Forces will retreat to the Central Region.”

“It’s not that they won’t come; our Supreme Elder has wandered off. For Sanctuary Powerhouses, wandering could last a year, a half, or even a hundred and ten years. So how can we give you a definite assurance? Our Saint Sky Sect is equally fearful of the Demonic Sky Gate.”

Peregrine Azure responded with a bitter smile and, under the scrutinizing eyes of everyone, continued, “However, Sanctuary Powerhouses have the ability to deduce. Whatever happens here cannot be hidden from the Supreme Elder. Once the battle starts, the Supreme Elder will definitely come. He wouldn’t allow the Sanctuary Powerhouse of the Demonic Sky Gate to wreak havoc unrestrained.”

“That’s just wishful thinking on your part. Who can be certain they’d be willing to intervene? Besides, even though the Sanctuary Powerhouses are the strongest in the world, it doesn’t mean there’s no chance they could fall, does it?”

Samuel Westman curled his lips as he spoke. In any case, they couldn’t just take Peregrine Azure’s word for it. What if they were decimated in a fight against the Demonic Sky Gate without any support in the end? The Saint Sky Sect might not have any influence in the Central Region, but such an event would be disastrous for their sects and lords in the Western Wilderness.

Upon hearing this, Peregrine Azure became frenetic and said with rising momentum, “Don’t curse us. How could our Supreme Elder possibly perish? Keep talking like that, and believe me, I will take action!”

“Stop arguing. The Demonic Sky Gate has already made a move; we should concentrate on the forthcoming battle situation,” said Cain Scarlet with a headache-inducing look as he stopped the two from quarreling. He had thought that the arrival of someone from the Saint Sky Sect might alleviate the situation, but it seemed to have only caused more arguments and worry instead.

Sandy Wexler nodded and called for quiet. “With so many forces gathered here, how can we not deal with the Demonic Sky Gate? I think their Sanctuary Powerhouse would not dare to act recklessly. Although united we are still no match for a Sanctuary Powerhouse…”

“But think about it, after all, we have ten Quasi-Saints and adding Peregrine Azure to the mix, not to mention the sixty-odd Half-step Saint Seats. Such a force should not be underestimated. Should we indeed fight desperately against a Sanctuary Powerhouse, even if we do not win, we could still inflict severe injuries on them.”

“There aren’t many Sanctuary Powerhouses in this world. Should one be injured all of a sudden, the others will surely seize the chance to strike. Sanctuary Powerhouses have always been in strife with one another, each vying to become the sole Sanctuary Powerhouse in the world. Therefore, I suspect that the Sanctuary Powerhouse of the Demonic Sky Gate is merely relying on deterrence.”

Cain Scarlet vehemently agreed and continued analyzing after Sandy Wexler, “Besides, don’t forget that we have Logan on our side. Logan’s array is as terrifying as ever, which previously broke through the Wexler Clan’s great protecting battle array. The Sanctuary Powerhouse of the opponent also fears using it against them.”

“However, all this is predicated on not engaging in battle with the Demonic Sky Gate. It will only keep the Demonic Sky Gate apprehensive. Once we start fighting, all this becomes idle talk!”

Indeed, these individuals did have a point, but Samuel Westman had a very clear understanding that once a battle of life and death commenced, they would surely act relentlessly and wouldn’t hold back from fear. Did the Sanctuary Powerhouse of the Demonic Sky Gate not foresee the ensuing situation?

Some sect heads of smaller forces were confused at this moment. “You all have your reasons, but in the end, are we fighting the Demonic Sky Gate or not? Moreover, the key choice is not in our hands, but the Demonic Sky Gate has taken the initiative to strike. We can only counter passively.”

“Of course, we fight. It’s a matter of life and death,” Cain Scarlet affirmed and then looked around, “The reason for analyzing so much is just to make the upcoming battle situations smoother, to avoid being lost in confusion and panic, and to prepare ourselves mentally.”

And at that moment, a guard walked into the tent. “Reporting, a messenger from the Demonic Sky Gate has arrived, claiming they wish to negotiate with all the forces of the Western Wilderness!”

“What does the Demonic Sky Gate want?” Upon hearing this news, everyone fell into confusion and also felt a touch of annoyance and anger. It must be that the other side had come to show off their might, then intimidate them into pleading with the Demonic Sky Gate. It was usually this kind of play.

Samuel Westman waved his hand and instructed the guard, “Bring the person here. After all, one should not kill the emissary, and we can ascertain firsthand what antics the Demonic Sky Gate wants to play.”

Suddenly, someone entered the tent, and everyone frowned upon seeing who it was. This person was Dashiell Skyward, the Vice Sect Leader of the Demonic Sky Gate. They hadn’t expected the Demonic Sky Gate to dare send him over. Weren’t they afraid that he could be detained on their side, or even eliminated collectively?