Deities: Starting From Goblins

The original strategy had been to hope that over time, the Demonic Sky Gate would gradually fade away, like a frog being boiled in warm water.

The Demonic Sky Gate had clearly realized this and after the foundation of the sect was nearly exhausted, started to amass all their forces to devour the entire Western Wilderness Forces, thereby rapidly growing in strength and standing ready to confront and take revenge against the Orthodox Sects of the Central Region.

Regarding the request for help from the various Sect Leaders, Logan calculated in his mind that the Saint Sky Sect would definitely take action; they would not allow the Demonic Sky Gate to grow stronger. The key point was that the Central Region didn’t solely consist of the Saint Sky Sect’s power, other forces definitely hoped that both the Saint Sky Sect and the Demonic Sky Gate would suffer mutual losses.

If other forces simply stood by and watched, the Saint Sky Sect might worry about being attacked from both front and rear, and thus might ruthlessly refuse the three Lords’ plea for help, preferring to drag all the Central Region Forces into the fray rather than face the Demonic Sky Gate alone. This was a tactical balance.

Therefore, whether Amilia Scarlet’s mission would succeed depended not on the attitude of the Saint Sky Sect, but whether other top Central Region Forces were willing to send troops. However, with so many players in the Central Region, all with different agendas and secretly competing, did they truly want to be involved in this great battle?

Having heard Logan’s analysis, Sandy Wexler was flabbergasted, “Does that mean they are most likely not coming? Are they not afraid that once the Demonic Sky Gate grows, the entire Central Region will be annihilated? The principle of ‘when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold’! Not to mention, the Orthodox and Demon Paths are irreconcilable!”

“Short-sightedness it is!” Logan replied nonchalantly, Strong Ones are not necessarily clever; most cultivators from the major forces spend their lives in arduous cultivation, without the variety of life-and-death experiences like a Loose Cultivator, so expecting them to have a grand vision is clearly unrealistic.

Not to mention the Central Region Forces, but even the current Seven Major Sects, the three Lords, and several dozen smaller sects outside are truly united in enmity? They are only compelled by circumstances, and the moment there’s wiggle room, this alliance will instantly crumble.

What Logan saw was clear; many were still pondering a compromise with the Demonic Sky Gate, simply unsure of the Demonic Sky Gate’s stance, not only out of fear of the suppression by the Holy See but also out of pure fear of the Demonic Sky Gate.

“Isn’t all this in vain?” Sandy Wexler suddenly lost heart. The reason they dared to fight the Demonic Sky Gate was also because they had the support of the Holy See. Otherwise, their odds of winning this battle were less than one in ten, even though they had ten Quasi-Saints, they still couldn’t compare with a true Holy See.

Logan had made the worst-case scenario plans, and spreading his hands, he said, “I have two plans, the best and the least favorable one, both capable of dealing with the crisis of the Demonic Sky Gate!”

“What are they?” Sandy Wexler, who had been downcast, suddenly perked up upon hearing Logan’s words, feeling a hint of interest and a sliver of hope.

After all, Logan had once saved his city, with his formidable means still vivid in his mind. Seeing how confident Logan was, there might really be a solution.

“The least favorable plan is to not form an alliance; you should quickly retreat to the Wexler Clan’s city. Relying on the Spirit Gathering Array I left behind, the Demonic Sky Gate wouldn’t dare to come, and if they did, they’d be doomed. The Spirit Gathering Array might not reach the Holy See, but if he came, then wouldn’t he be within its reach?”

Logan, with a hint of amusement, looked at Sandy Wexler, “Think about it, if the other forces win, your Wexler Clan would also win by lying low. If they lose, the Demonic Sky Gate wouldn’t dare to touch you. Isn’t it also okay to live in relative safety? After all, the Central Region Forces are still there as the last resort.”

Sandy Wexler’s head was filled with black lines; he definitely couldn’t just walk away. As a member of the Orthodox Path, how could he allow the Demon Path’s Demonic Sky Gate to be so rampant? Logan’s words could not be accepted by him; otherwise, how could the Wexler Clan stand on its feet hereafter?

And could they really live in peace? Sandy Wexler understood the principle of ‘when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.’ If the other forces were devoured by the Demonic Sky Gate, even if the Wexler Clan had the Spirit Gathering Array, it would be useless because resources and food would continue to be depleted; it was impossible to stay within the city gates forever.

Logan coughed and continued, “The best plan is even simpler; have the ten Quasi-Saints take action together while I set up a Barrier Array to weaken half of the Holy See’s power. Then, your chances of victory would increase by sixty percent, although casualties would inevitably be high.”

Sandy Wexler frowned, the best plan seemed more reasonable, but it was actually unfeasible. Indeed, there were ten Quasi-Saints present, but did they really dare to fight the Holy See? They were a bunch of opportunists who would likely run faster than anyone else once the fight started.

Sandy Wexler felt a headache coming on; he had the zeal to oppose the Demonic Sky Gate, but if it came to the point where the other sects dared not fight, he too would take the Wexler Clan back, just as Logan’s least favorable strategy suggested, shutting the doors and staying out of it.

Just then, someone came to report, “It’s bad! The Demonic Sky Gate has mobilized their forces and has already advanced thirty miles, swallowing seven or eight smaller sects, with over a thousand people gone.”

“The Demonic Sky Gate can’t hold back any longer, the great battle is about to erupt!” Cain Scarlet heard this and became anxious, quickly silencing the still-discussing Sect Leaders.

“Gentlemen, there’s no need to overthink it. Let’s have each faction’s forces rush there together to face off against the Demonic Sky Gate; we cannot let them advance any further.”

Sandy Wexler also spoke, “I’ve already sent word. The Wexler Clan’s forces are on their way and are expected to arrive in three hours.”

“The Westman Clan is quite close; just an hour,” Samuel Westman also responded, and then, with a grand gesture, he quickly departed to make preparations.