Deities: Starting From Goblins

Seeing Jake Wexler’s intent to kill, Sandy Wexler didn’t want innocent people to get involved. If the array were to be activated, it would level an area of ten miles around them. So, if the opponent wanted it, he might as well give it up, as long as he treats the tens of millions of people well. Sandy himself had already grown tired of it all.

Jake Wexler in mid-air was dumbfounded; he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You’d willingly hand over the lordship? Without any conditions or any attachment? I don’t believe it. The lord’s position is a dream that everyone yearns for in their lives, and you treat it like it doesn’t matter?”

“Like I said before, I just want to be a cultivator traveling the world, understanding the Rule. Being trapped in this small city wasn’t what I wanted. I was only here for so many years because of the responsibility on my shoulders.”

Sandy Wexler gave a wistful smile, looking at Jake Wexler. “Since you are willing to assume the lordship, so be it. As long as you can make life better for these tens of millions of people and prove your superior abilities, even if I am forgotten, it will all be worth it.”

“Simply stepping down just like that? Is this charity to you?” Jake Wexler grew even more aggravated. He painstakingly schemed for a hundred years to seize the lordship, however, the anticipated battle didn’t occur. His adversary was nonchalantly offering it to him.

This was an insult to Jake Wexler, as if he had become a laughingstock over the past hundred years. It made him feel unpleasant. Today, he wasn’t just after the lord’s position, he also wanted to see the despair in Sandy Wexler after losing the lordship.

Sandy Wexler was nonchalant. He took out the Lord’s token from his body, “Here’s the token of the Lord, I leave it here. You can take it. In fact, not having to be the Lord lightens my heart, meaning the responsibility on my shoulders is gone.”

“No, I disagree. I want you to fight me fair and square!” Jake Wexler roared. He didn’t want to see Sandy Wexler’s indifferent demeanor. Why wasn’t there a hint of anger in his expression? This was entirely different from what he’d anticipated.

“I understand. Although you’re putting a detached front right now, you must feel very unwilling, even fearful in your heart. You’re making this choice because you know that I’ve gained control of the city’s defense system, and you fear death.”

Jake Wexler’s rich expression bore traces of madness, and he carried out his own analysis, suddenly shouting, “Admit it, let me see your fear, understand? If you want to get away with it like this, I will kill everyone in this city.”

In the past, he had taken the wrong path in his cultivation to seek revenge, ending up losing half of his vitality and becoming an old man. He was not much older than Sandy Wexler. Had his lifespan not been reduced, he would not be in his current situation.

“You’re insane. There are tens of millions of people in this city.” Sandy Wexler finally lost his composure. If Jake Wexler wanted to be the Lord, he could willingly give it up, as long as he treated the innocent people in the city well. But he couldn’t stand to see Jake Wexler truly going astray.

Once he embarked on a killing spree, there would be no turning back. If Jake Wexler had any humanity left, he should not involve innocent people. Even if someone had made a mistake, it was his, Sandy’s, mistake. What did the inhabitants of the city do to deserve this? They were not even aware of what was happening.

Jake Wexler suddenly burst into laughter, looking immensely satisfied. “That’s more like it. I wanted to see you get angry, fight me for the people of the city, let me kill you with my own hands. If you refuse to fight, I’ll really kill all these tens of millions of people without exception.”

“After all, these tens of millions of people acknowledge you as their lord. Therefore, to me, they’re also my enemies. Even if this city becomes deserted, I can always find a few million people to obey me. Wouldn’t that be better than these tens of millions?”

“I originally didn’t want to make a move, but you’ve gone too far.” Sandy Wexler’s eyes were dark and deep, and an upsurging murderous intent flickered across his figure. His entire body ascended into the air- the anger of a Quasi-Saint was as terrifying as raging flames.

“It turns out that the decision not to choose you as the lord was indeed the right one. You don’t understand the responsibilities and duties of a lord. It’s not a sense of entitlement from being above everyone, but the pressure on your shoulders, the pressure to ensure the well-being of tens of millions of people.”

Jake Wexler didn’t understand, but he was provoked by Sandy Wexler’s latter words: “Of course it was all pretense! You also believe that I shouldn’t be the lord. In fact, a lord is the supreme being in a city. Is it not funny that you’re talking about a sense of responsibility?”

He had been the Vice Lord for many years. Although there were tens of millions of people in the city, most of them were only driven by self-interest. Who has ever genuinely respected Sandy Wexler and lived peacefully? They merely feared Sandy Wexler’s power.

If one day Sandy Wexler were no longer the Lord, and his Quasi-Saint Seat power was wasted, could he still receive the same respect as before? Likely, he would only be met with endless mockery and numerous people trying to kill him to snatch his last valuable possessions.

Sandy Wexler had nothing more to say, he could only fight. He firmly believed one thing: since the old Lord had chosen him as the Lord, he couldn’t let him down. He was ready to devote himself every day, honoring the promise he made.

“You refuse to see the light.” Jake Wexler waved his hand causing a nearby stone lion to roar. Following this, the array conjured Divine Thunder to suppress him. In an instant, the Divine Thunder absorbed countless Rules and spiritual energy. It was like a falling meteor, threatening to annihilate the city.