[801-1000] THE EVOLUTION OF A GOBLIN TO THE PEAK

Chapter 962 Arrangement

The current Walpurgis was but a shadow of its former glory, lacking the power it once held. After the most powerful witch fell to the Commandments' blade, they scattered, hiding from the relentless pursuit that decimated their ranks. Even their most formidable practitioners faced the same fate, nearly driving them to extinction.

In the game, the remnants of Walpurgis met their end. Souta remained ignorant of the details, piquing his curiosity. Dispatched to the demon battlefield by the Mechanic Country, he had little knowledge of events in God's Continent. Though he could access information as part of Athen's Champion and the Mechanic Country, he chose not to delve deeper.

"They were indeed formidable," Alice reflected. "Their organization rivaled that of entire nations, and their leader was deemed mighty even among gods."

"Indeed, Le Fay is formidable, though the extent of her strength remains uncertain. Their actions have certainly drawn the attention of the Commandments," Souta acknowledged.

"The God's Will. They're the ones responsible for the destruction of the Hall of Power."

"That's correct. The full details of its demise elude me," Souta admitted with a shake of his head. "But dwelling on it won't help. We lack sufficient information. I'm somewhat surprised you haven't experimented with the Nightmare Mask first."

"Eilish is handling that. Besides, I have reservations about the Dream Power. My father's proficiency in dream control raises concerns about his intentions," Alice explained.

"The Great Demon Emperor. While powerful in dream manipulation, his abilities have limits. If he could locate you in dreams, he would have done so long ago. His influence is formidable but not all-encompassing," Souta reassured her.

The one who will be capable of that in the future is the Sea King. At that time, the Sea King will be able to manipulate all the dreams of almost every living being, except for a few like gods. The gods even set up a formation to protect their people from dying in their dreams.

Mortals are too vulnerable in their dreams without the protection of the gods.

"So you don't have to worry unless you meet your father in your dream. I'm sure that your father could pull you out of your dream and bring you to his position if you ever meet him," Souta reassured.

"I see," Alice nodded in understanding.

"For now, you can try to gain the Dream Power. I'll enter the Nightmare Dream once all of you succeed," Souta concluded.

...

Souta strolled through the streets, eliciting respectful greetings from those he passed.

"Good afternoon, My Lord!"

Returning their salutations with a wave, he continued until he reached the area inhabited by the Toxinum Goblins. Holes in the ground led to their underground caves, their preferred habitat.

The goblins gathered upon hearing of their Lord's visit.

"My Lord, how may I assist you?" inquired the Tribal Chief with deference.

Souta observed them silently, noting their progress since their time in the sub-world. While they had grown stronger, their rate of advancement lagged behind that of humans and demis in the Astros.

'The pills and potions that could boost humans have little effect on monsters. You know, you're not even using those pills or potions,' Saya said to him.

It's not that those pills and potions were ineffective. It's just that their effect wasn't as pronounced as it was for humans and demis. The only things that could truly aid them were natural resources like mana fruits.