Deities: Starting From Goblins

The Divine Weapon was indeed powerful, and even Elliott Reynolds, who had succumbed to demons, had to withdraw in caution, but despite the might of the Divine Weapon, Aurelius Azure was at a disadvantage in terms of speed. Elliott Reynolds constantly deployed his Spatial Divine Power, rendering Aurelius Azure’s attacks ineffective.

At this moment, Aurelius Azure was anxious because even the slightest mistake on his part would allow Elliott Reynolds to step right in front of him and end his life. After all, he was only a Quasi-Saint and simply couldn’t compete with Elliott Reynolds. Moreover, he was rapidly depleting his Dantian energy.

Aurelius Azure shouted as he fought, “Are all of you just watching the battle? Come on and lend a hand, help me deal with Elliott Reynolds. If I die by his hands, do you think you’ll be able to escape?”

“Who among us doesn’t possess a Divine Weapon? All Great Sects of the Central Region, our ancestors have had more or less a Saint Seat presence. Don’t hide it any longer at this critical time.”

The Sect Leader of the Eastern Sacred Gate took the lead, after sending forth his Sect’s Divine Weapon to assist Aurelius Azure. The other three from the Five Great Sects followed suit.

However, Sect Leaders outside of these Five Great Sects were filled with apprehension. After all, Elliott Reynolds was too strong. What if they accidentally fell to his hands? But they also realized the logic in Aurelius Azure’s words—if they didn’t help, the outcome would remain unchanged.

“Let’s go for it!” Overcoming their fear, several dozen Sect Leaders roared and rushed forward. Nearly every one of them deployed their signature skills, unleashing various Divine Skills and Laws recklessly. Despite his vast power, Elliott Reynolds dared not face so many attacks head-on.

The dozens of Sect Leaders almost all possessed Divine Weapons. While they were somewhat inferior to Aurelius Azure’s, they wielded about half the power of a typical Holy Seat. Elliott Reynolds himself had only risen to the Saint Seat by sacrificing his Dantian. Confronted with an assault akin to dozens of Saint Seats, he was helpless.

Therefore, in the next four to five rounds, these dozens achieved a significant advantage, even cornering Elliott Reynolds at the center and leaving him powerless to fight back. This instilled a gleam of confidence in everyone—Elliott Reynolds was just as vulnerable, and with continued effort, they could surely slay him.

However, at this moment, Elliott Reynolds laughed derisively, “Nothing but a bunch of jesters. Even with Divine Weapons in your hands, do you really think I can’t handle you?”

Elliott Reynolds formed seals and executed Techniques. In an instant, dozens of black vortices appeared in the sky. This forbidden technique of the Demonic Path Schools contained an entity akin to the reaper from Hell in each vortex, swinging its blade down, its power even surpassing that of Thunder Tribulation.

In just a few moments, many Sect Leaders fell without the ability to resist, their meridians and marrow corrosively attacked when touched by that blade qi. The onslaught was so swift they turned to withered corpses before they had a chance to react.

The remaining half reacted quickly, using their Divine Weapons to summon Divine Skills as shields, thus avoiding the black miasma in the sky. Naturally, Aurelius Azure wasn’t touched at all; he wasn’t willing to see his side suffer great losses. He immediately launched an attack on Elliott Reynolds.

As Aurelius Azure was but a step away, Elliott Reynolds was forced to abandon his plan of using the forbidden skill on more people to defend against the attack. The dozens of black vortices in the sky vanished at that moment, letting the survivors breathe a sigh of relief, unsure how long their Divine Weapons could hold out.

This move had already taken down more than twenty people, which was enough for Elliott Reynolds. Initially, there were slightly over fifty Quasi-Saints, and now only half remained. Of course, even though there were still over a hundred Half-step Saints left, they were too weak in Elliott Reynolds’s eyes to warrant attention.

Logan had taken out one million Spirit Stones to set up Barrier Arrays, which he was quite proficient at handling. He was supposed to use ten million Spirit Stones, but planned to let the other Sect Leaders inject Spiritual Energy later on. Therefore, one million Spirit Stones were enough—after all, he couldn’t let himself be the only one exerting effort.

Bart Cloud, eager to jump into action, said, “I am already at the Dominator Realm, with combat power on par with the average Half-step Saint Seat. Should I also offer help?”

“Better stay here and ensure my safety!” Logan glared at Bart Cloud, knowing that with his current strength, he couldn’t intervene in a Saint Seat battle. If he went, he would likely make things worse. Besides, Logan was planning to take action by setting up an array himself, so there was no need for Bart Cloud to help any further.

Bart Cloud considered and agreed, thinking that the Blood Drinking Sect had many members. Watching their Sect Leader fighting outnumbered, they might take the chance to launch a sneak attack!

Seeing his side’s numbers dwindling, Aurelius Azure became extremely anxious, “We can’t hold on much longer. We need to buy Logan a quarter-hour. Could it be that in the end, fewer than ten of us will be left?”

Aurelius Azure glanced around—originally, there were more than two hundred people, now only over a hundred remained. Most importantly, more than half were Half-step Saints who could only play minor roles or apply pressure on Elliott Reynolds with their attacks. Otherwise, they would be of no substantive use.

To be considered combat-ready, one needed to be at the Quasi-Saint Realm and also possess something like a Divine Weapon. There were only about twenty such individuals left on the field, and most of them were from the Five Great Sects. The more than a hundred strong from the Central Region’s Sects were now few and far between.