Chapter 99: The Task of Saving the World Is in Your Hands
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The gars surrounded the Teleport Portal Main Hall.
The walls around the Main Hall weren’t completed, so the gars could stand at the edge to watch.
By the side of the Teleport Portal to “Specter College: Training Grounds”, a large white Hexagram Mana Formation was engraved on the stone slab floor.
A Goblin put a piece of black Dire Wolf Skin on his right eye and stood in the middle of the Hexagram Mana Formation with a hand placed horizontally across his chest. His other hand, which was supported on the horizontal hand, had a stretched palm that covered his forehead. He shouted solemnly.
“Disintegrate, reality!
“Dispel, Spirit!
“Disappear! This world of ours!”
He lifted up his eye patch gradually after shouting. The surrounding gars clapped and watched enthusiastically.
In the Blacksmith Shop behind the gars, Simba was sitting on a chair by the entrance. He put a red hot tal stick in his mouth and inhaled deeply.
“Zi...”
“Hoo~”
Simba shut his eyes and puffed out a ring of white smoke. He looked satisfied and passed the red hot tal stick to Mufasa. “Cousin? Another puff?”
“Can I? Mufasa was shocked, but he took the red hot tal stick. He looked at the gathering of the Goblins and asked, “Cousin, why are the Goblins gathering here?”
“I don’t know. It’s about to begin,” Simba said casually.
“What’s about to begin?” Mufasa was taken aback, he didn’t understand.
“So strange ritual.” Simba looked around to ensure that there was nobody around. Then he said in a low voice, “Lord Sherlock seems to be using this thod to sustain the Goblins’ morale. They treated Crar as a nesis and attacked him for many days. They even asked who Crar was. I was badly harassed by them...”
Simba started recalling and said, “That was an incident that happened not long ago. Lord Sherlock used money instead of Magic Stones to reward them. They are the bronze coins that were used to buy food from you. Moroes knew about this too. Let him tell you about it. The Goblins gathered in front of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall and celebrated for a while. After that, they gave their accumulated tal coins to Lord Sherlock in exchange for Crar’s equipnt.”
Simba pointed at the Black Armored Arthur, who was following behind the crowd and said, “Do you see the equipnt he’s using? Those were made from Crar’s equipnt. I reforged it. I wonder how they manage to put up with the Houndhead n’s stench. The quality of the equipnt is pretty good, though. I wonder where Crar picked it up from.”
Mufasa listened to Simba’s stories with a sense of longing.
“That’s really good, the adventures of the Goblins...”
As they were speaking, they saw a tall figure walking towards the Teleport Portal Main Hall. It was Lord Sherlock.
The gars gathered on the outer ring were the first ones to notice Sherlock. They reminded the other gars to give way.
“Give way, give way, Sherlie’s here! The Plot Animation’s about to begin!”
The other gars had already opened up a pathway for Sherlock without their reminders.
A strong dominant aura inhibited the gars’ movent. They had entered the Plot Animation mode.
Sherlock walked to the Teleport Portal Main Hall entrance. When he saw the Rune Mana Formation, he quickened his steps. He knelt down to examine it carefully and muttered to himself, “This is impossible... The power of the Void Devils has pervaded the Ancestral Ruins?”
Sherlock was in a state of disbelief. He put a hand on the Rune.
A huge image appeared above the Rune.
In the image was an entrance to a huge building. As the lighting was too dim, the image wasn’t clear. Only white bones could be seen on the ground. The scene looked desolate.
The image flashed and faded before vanishing.
“I didn’t expect such things to happen...” Sherlock was silent for a while. He stood up and looked at the gars, speaking loudly. “Citizens of Eternal Kingdom! The heroes of the Underworld! The Ancestral Ruins require your protection! There are nurous treasures. Endless wealth, powerful weapons, and untold legendary equipnt... We can’t let the Void Devils control the Ancestral Ruins! Warriors, make preparations. The task of safeguarding the world rests on your shoulders!”
Sherlock walked towards the Dungeon Core Main Hall after speaking. He muttered to himself, “Before that, we have to do so preparations. Warriors, go and find Bru. He’ll assign you missions to resist the Void Legion. We have to be fully prepared.”
After Sherlock had gone far enough away, the dominant aura suppressing the gars dissipated. The gars erupted with loud chattering noises as though there was an explosion.
“Gosh! New areas for us to explore?”
“Is the funding sufficient for the developnt team? Though the images are realistic, why is the Plot Animation so short?”
“Let’s go and accept the missions. Didn’t you see the pre-mission information regarding the Ancestral Ruins?”
“Sherlie’s aweso! Sherlie’s handso!”
“Will the official website have the full description?”
“Finally, we have new mission areas. But I haven’t completed my Specter College’s mission. What should I do?”
“Big Bro, are you sure you can conquer the Instance Dungeon? The difficulty is getting higher each ti, and the enemy’s equipnt is getting better. They’re cheating!”
“Let’s hurry! We have to save the Underworld!”
“D*mn the Void Legion! D*mn the Void Devils!”
“D*mn! D*mn all of them!”
...
The group of Goblins made a racket as they wielded their weapons and charged towards the Dungeon Core Main Hall.
In the Blacksmith Shop, Simba and Mufasa gaped at what they saw for a long ti before Mufasa put the red hot tal stick into his mouth.
“Zi...”
“Hoo~”
Mufasa puffed out the smoke rings and muttered, “That’s really good, the adventures of the Goblins...”
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