Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 556: Chapter 355 Dust_2

Despite Sandy Wexler being a Quasi-Saint Seat, he was still a step away from reaching the Saint Seat. He retreated for tens of meters under the impact of the blow, exerting numerous Divine Skills to disperse the might of the Divine Thunder, which was just a random strike from the array.

Sandy Wexler, if not for Jake Wexler activating the array, would have confidence in defeating him within ten moves under usual circumstances. However, now that Jake had control over the array, his power increased ten thousand times. Sandy felt insignificant in front of him, understanding very well how powerful the array was, powerful enough to deter him from using it for many years.

Legend says it was forged from the bodies of ten Saints. After operating and being bathed in energy for many years, the Array Spirit had already acquired some of the original Saint Seat’s intentions. Anyone with weak spirit or willpower might become possessed and trigger a killing spree.

Standing on the ground, Sandy Wexler’s gaze was intense, “I, as a Lord, am not afraid of death. But what if I fail to protect this city and its people? How can I face the previous Lord? This array is far beyond what I can handle alone.”

He even realized that the combined strength of the tens of millions of people in this city was as insignificant as dust in front of this array. The array had evolved over ten thousand years instead of fading, it had only grown stronger over time.

“Can my death satisfy your resentment?” Sandy Wexler knelt down in a thump. All the hatred Jake held for him was because he had taken the position of the Lord. Now that he was willing to kneel and beg for forgiveness and offer his life, he only asked Jake not to harm the innocent.”

Jake became lost, his complexion eased, “No need. I don’t want that. I just want you to regret the past. Why do I feel my consciousness is getting attacked bit by bit, as if I’ve turned into a demon, no longer having a choice?”

Under a wave of headaches, Jake suddenly let out a long roar to the sky, immediately followed by countless red lights drawn out from the array and poured into his body. Then, dark qi emitted from his body, making him look like a massive demon.

Sandy Wexler was taken aback at first but then understood, guessing that Jake’s change was because of the influences of the Saint Seat corpses inside the array. Jake was gradually losing his original nature, inheriting the intent to kill.

This scene left Sandy speechless. The original intention of the previous Lord in constructing this array was to protect the city. Could they have foreseen, back then, that the very array they counted on for protection would bring the city to the brink of disaster?

Logan, who had been observing in secret, sighed, “Sandy Wexler really is a rare talent. Despite already being a Quasi-Saint, he is still concerned about the tens of millions of people in this city. Are there really such people in this world?”

“Facts are better than skepticism,” Bart Cloud shrugged. After all, there were no outsiders here. Sandy Wexler wouldn’t be performing a show for Jake, would he?

Initially, Bart Cloud didn’t believe Jake was that kind of person. From his previous two encounters with Jake, he found Jake to be a very good person. Little did he know, people’s faces aren’t always a reflection of their hearts. Jake had planned all this in secret, which was honestly chilling.

Looking at Jake, who was now covered in dark clouds, Logan frowned, “He’s gone insane. There might be terrifying wills hidden in this array, or perhaps the array itself is a killing formation. After being recognized by it, he would inherit the natural temperament of this massive array.”

“What to do then?” Bart Cloud was dumbfounded, looking at the Jake in the sky who seemed a different person. He could feel an aura emanating from Jake similar to a Saint, much like when they first saw the Heavenly Saint Daoist getting angry.

Logan was baffled. The situation had clearly gone beyond his expectation. Sandy alone will not be able to solve this. Unless there are hidden powerful entities among the tens of millions of citizens, this entire mess might fall onto their shoulders.

Logan didn’t want to overstate his abilities. Even though he could match a Half-step Saint Seat, in the end, he was just a Perfect King’s Seat. He wasn’t sure he could handle the situation himself, thus he needed to prepare for the worst-case scenario where he and Bart Cloud might have to escape.

“I’ll use one hundred thousand Spirit Stones to set up a space formation. If Jake Wexler truly loses control and begins a massacre, we will use the formation to escape to the edge of the city. We’ll attempt to make a temporary breach in the City-protecting Array, enough for the two of us to escape,” he proposed.

Logan said gravely, glancing at Bart Cloud, who understood his intentions, “This is only for the two of us. Although I have the ability to create a crack in the array, it’s too powerful. It can repair itself in a matter of breaths and quickly launch an attack using Divine Skills.”

Bart Cloud remained silent. Initially, if Logan could truly create a breach, couldn’t tens of millions of people within the city escape? However, since Logan had clearly stated his plan, Bart Cloud realised his earlier assumption had greatly underestimated the City-protecting Array.

Upon seeing Jake Wexler seemingly bewitched, Sandy Wexler understood their dire situation, “Could it be that the tens of millions of people in the city are truly headed towards a catastrophic disaster? As the Lord, I won’t be able to escape the blame — perhaps the only way to atone would be to face destruction alongside the city.”

“You’re too weak. Instead of thinking about how to resolve this situation, you’re yearning for death?” Logan appeared before Sandy Wexler, rebutting him sharply after hearing his words.

The situation hadn’t yet reached that point of urgency. Jake Wexler was indeed terrifying at present, however, he definitely hadn’t fully mastered the array. In other words, the City-protecting Array had only just been activated and its power was less than a tenth of its full potential.

“This array is too powerful, capable of annihilating anyone less powerful than a Saint Seat. Even if the tens of millions of people in the city were to unite, they wouldn’t stand a chance. It’s not that I’m yearning for death, but that I understand the seriousness of the situation and am aware that there’s no room for error,” Sandy Wexler replied, dismissing Logan’s objections with a shake of his head. “I’m sorry, you’re just passing through and shouldn’t have been involved. Even if I wanted to help you escape, there’s nothing I can do. You may have to accept your fate.”

“I’m an Array Master,” Logan revealed calmly, “I need fifteen minutes to understand the principles of the City-protecting Array. Perhaps then I’ll find a way to dismantle it. As far as the formidable people in the city are concerned, you’re the only one capable of buying me some time.”

“An Array Master?” A glimmer of hope sparkled in Sandy Wexler’s eyes but quickly faded. Even if an Array Master was a beacon of hope, it took one hundred of the strongest Array Masters of their time to construct the City-protecting Array. What could Logan do, even as an Array Master? Could he surpass those one hundred Array Masters?

“Don’t believe me?” Logan asked with a grave expression. “Have you heard about the demise of two Saint Seats, the Beast King of the Demon Beast Mountain Range and the Heavenly Saint Daoist? Their disappearance was related to me. Whether you believe it or not, you’ll have to think it over.”

Logan’s point was crystal clear and caught Sandy Wexler off guard. The fall of two Saint Seats had already caused a stir — which of the nearby Lords weren’t aware of it? Even though they were Quasi-Saints, they didn’t dare meddle in the matter.

Now, he was considering whether Logan’s words were true or false. After all, to have been involved in the downfall of two Saint Seats, Logan’s mastery in arrays must have been astounding. Still, Sandy Wexler found it hard to believe that someone as young as Logan could have gained such deep insight into arrays; especially considering that Logan would have to cultivate his realm and study arrays simultaneously.

But on second thoughts, was Logan likely to deceive him in such a circumstance? There would be little to gain – in fact, they would both end up perishing at Jake Wexler’s hands. Having interacted with Logan for a day, Sandy Wexler knew Logan to be far from foolish.

After pondering, Sandy Wexler nodded in agreement, “I’ll stake my life and buy you fifteen minutes. I hope you will indeed find a way to breach the City-protecting Array, otherwise tens of millions of lives in the city will perish.”