Deities: Starting From Goblins

Even though just seeing Amilia Scarlet returning alone was enough to guess what had happened, when faced with the confirmation, a wave of disquiet settled in everyone’s hearts.

“Is it true?” Sandy Wexler couldn’t bring himself to believe it and pressed, “The Saint Sky Sect and the Demonic Sky Gate, one righteous and one evil, are they really going to stand by and do nothing?”

“Exactly, if the Saint Sky Sect doesn’t take action, they could at least spread the news to other forces in the Central Region. They must understand the principle that when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.”

Samuel Westman frowned and said, “In my expectations, the Saint Sky Sect would intervene in some way, or at the very least, send a Quasi-Saint to deter the Demonic Sky Gate. Even without entering the battle, that would have been possible.”

The Sect Heads of the Seven Major Sects, at this point having lost confidence, considered making concessions: “Even the Saint Sky Sect dares not intervene, asking us, a bunch of Quasi-Saints, is even less likely. If it really comes down to it, just take everyone from the Sect and retreat to the Central Region—after all, there aren’t many resources left in the Western Wasteland.”

“We have lived here for generations, how can we just leave and abandon it?” Cain Scarlet was the first to object. Indeed, taking away a portion of their people to flee was an option, but what about the tens of millions of ordinary humans? If even their Lords were to flee, the humans would undoubtedly fall into the demonic clutches.

Sandy Wexler nodded and agreed, “We can’t leave. The reason why we have been in glory is because thousands have stood behind us, supporting us. Moreover, we belong to the Western Wasteland. Even if we go to the Central Region, we will surely be marginalized, and places like the Saint Sky Sect will definitely drive us away.”

“That’s an issue for you three Lords,” the Sect Heads of the Seven Major Sects scoffed. “The rest of us are Cultivators, what does it have to do with ordinary humans?” To Cultivators, self-preservation was the priority; they saw little importance in protecting ordinary humans without the power to defend themselves.

Ultimately, it’s the three Lords who need to worry. If a Sect is annihilated, they can simply find a new location and reestablish. But Lords and their cities cannot be replaced overnight. Although moving to the Central Region would not be ideal, it would still be better than facing a hopeless battle against the Skyvine Sect.

Samuel Westman took a sip of his tea and said, “You Sects think you can remain on the sidelines, but isn’t that a bit naive? Do you think the Demonic Sky Gate will just let you walk away?”

“The Demonic Sky Gate does not want the territory, but the resources and Spirit Stones.” At this point, Cain Scarlet spoke up. If the Seven Major Sects retreated, the three Lords alone wouldn’t last a day. And in a day’s time, the Sects would be unable to retreat swiftly enough, falling to destruction at the hands of the Demonic Sky Gate.

The Seven Sect Leaders fell into deep thought—they were reluctant to accept it, but every word spoken by the three Lords was true. Could they really stay out of the conflict? It was just a vain hope born from fear of the Holy See, a fear they dared not confront.

Amilia Scarlet interrupted, “Can you not be hasty? Can we first discuss what happened during this trip to the Central Region? Let’s see how the Saint Sky Sect responded.”

“I met with the Sect Leader of the Saint Sky Sect, but their Supreme Elder has already gone on a journey, so the Sect doesn’t have a Saint present. Even if they wanted to help, they are powerless.”

“So that’s the situation!” Sandy Wexler’s expression softened. He had thought the Saint Sky Sect was unwilling to intervene, but then it suddenly dawned on him that this was just as bad. And who could be sure that this wasn’t just an excuse, perhaps the Supreme Elder had not gone on a journey at all.

“The Saint Sky Sect has promised me,” continued Amilia Scarlet, “that they will contact some of the top-tier powers in the Central Region, hoping that the Supreme Elders of those Sects can intervene. However, it will take at least three to four days for that to happen, and our battle with the Demonic Sky Gate definitely can’t wait that long.”

Amilia Scarlet’s gaze was piercing as she spoke earnestly, “That’s why I say we can’t hope for reinforcements. We can only rely on ourselves, and the Saint Sky Sect has also said that no power from the Western Wasteland should flee. If we can’t stop the Demonic Sky Gate, we, too, will face pursuit from the Central Region.”

“From this, it’s clear that the Central Region doesn’t want to sit idly by. It’s just that getting a Saint to take action is not easy,” Samuel Westman let out a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether the Central Region was still observing, at the very least they were irreconcilable with the Demonic Sky Gate, and that counted as good news.

“Perhaps they want us to be mutually weakened by the fight with the Demonic Sky Gate, so they can take advantage in the end. Not only would it allow them to annihilate the Demonic Sky Gate in one fell swoop, but they could also extend their reach into the Western Wasteland. This is both a crisis and an opportunity; the Saint Sky Sect plays a deep and calculated game!”

Logan allowed a knowing smile, certain that unless the presence at this gathering suffered a significant reduction, the Saint Sky Sect would continue to wait in the shadows without taking action. He did not believe it was so difficult for the Central Region to find one Holy See to assist; if the Saint Sky Sect didn’t have one, didn’t other top-tier forces?

Some Sect Leaders were already terrified, trembling as they said, “So we are just pawns, caught between two fires? We’re doomed. Each of our Sects has stood for over a thousand years. If they fall now, how could we face our ancestors?”

“Don’t think of the worst-case scenario,” Cain Scarlet remained composed and looked around, “The Demonic Sky Gate isn’t foolish. In fact, their force is smaller than ours, and they are also aware that their biggest enemy is not us but the Saint Sky Sect lurking behind them, hoping to strike.”

Cain Scarlet felt confident as he addressed the group: “We can only rely on ourselves. There’s no reason for anyone to consider compromising with the Demonic Sky Gate now, is there? Regardless of whether you want to fight or not, the situation has come to this, and there is no turning back.”

For the Seven Sect Leaders, it was clear there was no way back. Initially, fleeing the Western Wasteland seemed like an option to avoid confrontation with the Demonic Sky Gate, but now all such hopes were crushed. They could only join with the three Lords and deliberate on how to deal with the Demonic Sky Gate.