Deities: Starting From Goblins

“Surviving by clinging to life is also an option; living one more day is one more day, and without a Saint Seat, we should submit and pay homage,” other sects also started expressing their opinions at this time. Previously they were afraid the Demonic Sky Gate would wield its heavy sword against them, but now Dashiell Skyward had already promised them protection.

“One day, you will regret this,” Cain Scarlet said coldly. Then he turned around and stopped looking at these Sect Heads.

Sandy Wexler did the same, waving his hand, “Fine. My Wexler Clan has the Spirit Gathering Array, so we don’t fear the Demonic Sky Gate. We only wanted to contribute to the Western Wasteland before. Since everyone no longer needs us, I can leave with a clear conscience without facing any blame.”

“Then let’s all go!” Samuel Westman also spoke up. Since most sects had joined the Demonic Sky Gate, staying here turned them into outsiders. It was better to leave and seek peace of mind and to prepare their kin for defense against the possible attacks from the Demonic Sky Gate.

At this moment, if anyone felt the most triumphant, it was definitely Dashiell Skyward. He had come only to implement a stratagem of sowing discord and to woo the major lords. Before coming, he had not held much hope, thinking the most he would do was to gain some verbal advantage and that he would likely return without any accomplishment.

Who could have imagined this outcome? A few words spoken off the cuff had convinced most of the sects to join the Demonic Sky Gate, leaving several lords isolated. This scene was truly laughable—it was like capturing the Western Wasteland effortlessly.

“I almost forgot the main issue; one of you helped Tanner Scarlet slay our Grand Elder. You must hand over this person.”

Dashiell Skyward suddenly slapped his forehead and said sternly, “This person must return to the Demonic Sky Gate to face their crime. Moreover, our Great Elder was a Half-step Saint Seat, so don’t even think about randomly picking someone to take the blame. I give you three minutes to decide, or else you’ll have to face the consequences.”

“Wasn’t it Logan who was with Tanner Scarlet?” At this, many sects panicked, fearful that Dashiell Skyward would link this issue to their previous allegiance. Thus, they began to discuss amongst themselves; everyone knew that the Great Elder Blood Knife of the Demonic Sky Gate was dead.

However, they didn’t know who exactly was responsible. They could only glance at Cain Scarlet and Logan, considering that Tanner Scarlet was a member of the Scarlet Clan and he had brought the news about the Demonic Sky Gate. Since Logan was with him, suspicion naturally fell on Logan.

In fact, everyone eagerly hoped it was Logan, for Logan possessed a terrifying array method and had even deciphered the Wexler Clan’s City-protecting Array. If such a person were to have a life or death struggle with the Demonic Sky Gate, others might benefit from the conflict between the two powers as bystanders.

Moreover, to have nurtured an Array Master like Logan, there must be a Saint Seat’s influence behind him. If Logan could also find a Saint Seat as his support, the Saint Seat from the Demonic Sky Gate would lose its greatest deterrent, and the outcome of this battle would be unpredictable.

Although most sects had just joined the Demonic Sky Gate, it was not out of heartfelt conviction; at their core, they regarded the Demonic Sky Gate as part of the Demon Path. Forced by circumstances, they had joined the Demonic Sky Gate but could as easily turn against it at a moment’s notice if the situation demanded a return to their side.

At this time, Dashiell Skyward’s gaze fell upon Logan, noticing for the first time that there was such a person in the room. Initially, the tent had been filled with the Sect Heads of major sects, and Logan, being an unfamiliar face, clearly did not belong to any power within the Western Wasteland, which made Dashiell Skyward vigilant.

Logan smiled indifferently. He was briefly taken aback by the Sect Leaders’ accusations but quickly understood their intentions; they were using him as a scapegoat, pitting him against the Demonic Sky Gate to preserve themselves.

But Logan didn’t care and stood up, “It was I who killed the Grand Elder of Demonic Sky Gate. He had only himself to blame, and he even disguised himself as the Vice Lord of the Scarlet Clan. If you from Demonic Sky Gate seek vengeance, just come at me. I alone will shoulder it.”

Dashiell Skyward didn’t respond but fell into deep thought. Through the whispers of a few people around, he understood that Logan was the one who had helped the Wexler Clan. Instantly, Logan’s danger level rose several notches in Dashiell’s mind, especially since he himself was deeply wary of the City-protecting Array of the Wexler Clan.

In the rumors, the City-protecting Array of the Wexler Clan was crafted from the corpses of ten Saint Seats. Even a Saint Seat who approached it feared they might not escape it. And yet, Logan had managed to shatter the original City-protecting Array with his array method. One could imagine how profound Logan’s mastery of array methods must be.

Indeed, it was best not to offend Logan unless absolutely necessary. It was not just because of Logan’s strength, but also his teacher, who had taught him the array methods. To enable Logan to possess such terrifying mastery at such a young age, his mentor was probably among the elites within the Holy See.

“Blood Knife has always been a source of trouble within Demonic Sky Gate, in truth, you have also been cleaning up our Sect by dealing with him, even though it caused our Sect to lose face. However, the Sect Leader is always magnanimous and does not hold grudges. With your abilities, it’s too belittling for you to stand among the Lords.”

Dashiell Skyward cleared his throat, harboring intentions of recruitment, “Why don’t you join our Demonic Sky Gate and achieve great things? It would also allow your name as an Array Master to spread throughout the whole Ancient World. Unlike other Sects, we at Demonic Sky Gate always meet the demands of talented individuals.”

The thought of recruiting such an Array Master into Demonic Sky Gate was undoubtedly full of benefits. There would be no need to rely solely on Saint Seats for deterrence. With Logan, it would suffice. After all, once Logan deployed his arrays, who among the Strong Ones below the Saint Seats wouldn’t fear him?

At this moment, everyone held their breath, eager to see how Logan would respond. Would he join the Demonic Sky Gate because of Dashiell Skyward’s recruitment efforts? For the heads of the Great Sects, they did not wish for Logan to join Demonic Sky Gate, as that would make their power far too great.

They were hoping for Logan and Demonic Sky Gate to inflict mutual destruction. Only then, under the banner of Demonic Sky Gate, would they not have to worry about being discarded and continue to enjoy the various benefits from Demonic Sky Gate. After all, if they were to leave, who would assist Demonic Sky Gate in dealing with Logan?

Among those present, only Logan looked calm and inscrutable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. In fact, at that moment, Logan sneered inwardly, unable to understand why Demonic Sky Gate would attempt to recruit him. He had killed their Great Elder—could such a debt be easily settled? Were the people on the Demon Path all so heartless, or was this a delaying tactic intended to lure him over?

The three Lords were tense and anxious. They feared that Logan might really be swayed by Dashiell Skyward’s deceptive words, which would bring about an apocalypse for the entire Western Wasteland. The reason the three Lords had initially decided to yield and leave was that each of their cities was fortified with a City-protecting Array or similar defensive measures.

However, if Logan were to join the Demonic Sky Gate, the situation would change in an instant. With Logan’s identity as an Array Master, he would surely be able to easily break their City-protecting Arrays, as the Wexler Clan had served as a warning. Then, their notion of self-preservation would vanish into thin air.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Logan replied disdainfully, “The Demonic Sky Gate isn’t qualified. How dare a second-rate Sect like yours try to recruit me? Even if you offered me the position of Sect Leader, I wouldn’t go. So stop bothering me, truly like an annoying fly.”

“How dare you belittle us like this?” Dashiell Skyward exploded in anger. When Logan refused him, Dashiell felt only regret for the lost talent, but after hearing Logan’s contemptuous words, especially in front of all the Sect Leaders, it was indeed a blow to his dignity.

Dashiell had sincerely invited Logan, yet he hadn’t given any face in return? Who in the entire Western Wasteland dared to oppose Demonic Sky Gate now, and what gave Logan the right to look down on them? Did he really think that just because of his expertise in array methods, he could regard everything else as beneath him? Did he not know pride comes before a fall?