Deities: Starting From Goblins

Samuel Westman’s gaze was icy cold. Although Sandy Wexler was one of the three great Lords, at this moment he could only be offended, since today no one’s words would make a difference. It would only take two or three minutes to check on Logan’s vitals and confirm he was fine before they would retreat.

Seeing Bart Cloud refusing to budge, Samuel Westman had no choice but to invoke the power of a Quasi-Saint. At this moment, tension was high, and a battle seemed inevitable, but just then Cain Scarlet suddenly decided to yield, suggesting Samuel Westman not to act. Indeed, it would be difficult to explain to Logan if Bart Cloud was harmed.

Despite his reluctance, Samuel Westman saw that both Cain Scarlet and Sandy Wexler shared the same view. Alone in his opinion, could he really resort to force? This would only raise their suspicions. He therefore had to be patient and wait, hoping sincerely that Logan was truly alright.

At that moment, Logan suddenly opened his eyes: “You should be glad you didn’t act. If Bart Cloud had really been attacked, even if his life wasn’t threatened, I would have ended our cooperation right there and taken Bart Cloud with me when I left.”

Samuel Westman’s expression stiffened, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how resentful Logan might be, at least he was without a scratch, right? As long as they could continue to confront the Demonic Sky Gate, even if he were blamed by Logan, in his heart he would have no regrets.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let those two act recklessly,” Sandy Wexler spoke up to ease the tension. He knew how important Bart Cloud was to Logan. Being someone who deeply valued loyalty and righteousness, even if Bart Cloud were just a Guard, Logan would certainly seek justice for him, let alone the fact that they were brothers.

Logan didn’t harp on the issue either; after all, they had yielded at the last moment. Although Logan had been deep in his spiritual power calculations, he had heard everything that had transpired as clear as day. He had been very anxious when they were about to lay hands on Bart Cloud.

Fortunately, Logan had figured things out in the nick of time, and he was confident in setting up the attack array. After completing it, he had finally opened his eyes. He had to admit that his impression of Sandy Wexler had improved. It seemed that assisting him against the City-protecting Array had been the right decision.

“Give me four hours; I will arrange the Killing Array,” Logan said, glancing at the others before taking out forty million Spirit Stones and preparing to arrange the array. He had simulated it countless times within a day, and having figured out everything, he found no difficulty now.

No sooner had the three Lords nodded in agreement than a messenger arrived with alarming news: “It’s bad. The Demonic Sky Gate has attacked, bringing thirty thousand troops in one go. All the several hundred people we sent on patrol have died, and the Demonic Sky Gate is advancing a hundred miles in the blink of an eye; they will be here within an hour.”

“What?” The three Lords were all taken aback, for no one expected the Demonic Sky Gate’s attack to be so swift. At the moment, Logan had only arranged a defensive Barrier, and the attack array was yet to be started. If the Holy See of the Demonic Sky Gate were to arrive now, wouldn’t all their efforts be for naught?

“According to my calculations, the Holy See of the Demonic Sky Gate certainly hasn’t come, so just fight and fall back, drawing the Demonic Sky Gate forces here,” instructed Logan. “Once they arrive, I’ll activate the defensive Barrier to trap them within the array, luring the Holy See here and subsequently annihilating them.”

Compared to the panic of the others, Logan was the picture of calm: “We have an eighty percent chance of winning this battle as long as you three don’t cause any trouble. Actually, we almost can’t lose.”

“Understood,” the three replied, regaining their composure, and then left with their troops, leaving behind a Strong Dominator for safety. If anyone from the Demonic Sky Gate came to launch a surprise attack, at least there would be someone to protect Logan while he arranged the array.

Logan didn’t delay and began to set up his Killing Array. Although he had already simulated the calculations, orchestrating forty million Spirit Points was still a significant challenge for him. The Spirit Points began forming one by one, with countless Runes flying and swirling in the air.

But as each Spirit Point connected, the Runes seemed to amplify continuously, as if a vast net were being crafted. Numerous Great Law Principles were converging, with the Thunder and Lightning Laws receiving particular attention from Logan.

An hour later, Logan finally outlined the entire array. Now exhausted, he lay on the ground. Naturally, Bart Cloud rushed over to check on him, and upon learning Logan was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief at one side.

After a while, Logan stood up: “Since the Killing Array is ready, it needs a name; after all, I’m the creator. It’s meant to face the Holy See of the Demonic Sky Gate, so let’s call it the Slaughter Saint Array. The meaning is to slay a Holy See.”

“How goes it with the Lords?” Logan turned to Bart Cloud, wanting to know if they had managed to lure the Demonic Sky Gate forces nearby, so he could hastily activate the defensive Barrier.

“Someone was sent here earlier. The Demonic Sky Gate is being very cautious, unwilling to commit fully to the chase, so the two sides are still locked in a tug-of-war, without the Holy See participating in the battle,” Bart Cloud thought for a moment, then replied: “Based on my analysis of the battle situation, there is a hundred-mile separation. Luring them here would take at least four to six hours. However, the Lords are suffering heavy losses and, at this rate, not a single one of the thousands will be left before long.”