Game Invasion Era: Rise from Binding the Goblin King!-Chapter 146: Return to the Sovereign City, Anderson’s Revenge

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Return to the Sovereign City, Anderson’s Revenge

"Enough. The Blackstone Realm only had this much of the Fundamental Power." The Obsidian Wraith was relieved. After guarding for ten thousand years, his mission was finally complete.

"Master, do you feel any changes?" Lilia asked curiously.

It was said that the world’s fundamental power was the core of all strength, but no one had ever truly mastered it.

"Changes?" George frowned and said, "Is getting weaker considered a change?"

"Ah?"

The others were confused. Just now, George had saved them from space turbulence.

Such strength, even a god-like strong person couldn’t do, how could it be getting weaker?

George knew they misunderstood. He explained, "I now have a new understanding of the Fundamental Power, so I feel small. If you want to know what changed about me, maybe the demon mark is gone?"

The demon mark was cast by the black dragon Asos. Everyone had no idea how to deal with it.

But after George mastered the Fundamental Power, the demon mark looked weak. He removed it easily.

"Master, how strong are you now? Can you fight a real god?" Constantine didn’t care much about the demon mark, but he wanted to know George’s current strength.

"If it’s the kind of god you’re talking about, I can kill them in an instant!"

George said calmly, but the others didn’t react much.

He knew the group misunderstood, so he said again, "I can kill gods."

The others gasped, their eyes wide open, looking at George in disbelief.

"Master, are you serious?" Elise asked, not believing it.

George nodded and explained, "Actually, the gods you talk about are just a step in the strength system. Compared to real strong people, they still have a long way to go."

"Then can you fight the Demon Race now?" Lilia asked curiously.

The others also looked hopeful. They had all suffered from the Demon Race.

"Maybe," George said without much confidence. If the Demon Race only had the power they showed, it would be easy to deal with.

But he didn’t know if there were strong ones in the Demon Race who had mastered the Fundamental Power.

The Demon Race had destroyed so many planets and worlds, and stolen a lot of Crafted Relics. It was very likely they had also mastered the Fundamental Power.

No matter what, he had to protect Earth. He wouldn’t let Earth be destroyed like Elise’s and Melina’s worlds. He wouldn’t let it be sacrificed like the Blackstone Realm.

George had a feeling that even if he couldn’t stop the Demon Race, he could take them down with him.

"You all go back to the Death Cemetery first. I have to go to the Frost Alliance." He looked at the group and said.

He had stayed in the Black Stone Realm for over a month. Orion had already left.

George had promised Orion he would give him 10 Crafted Relics. Now that the Black Stone Realm was destroyed, he wouldn’t break his word.

Plus, he had gotten a lot. He had collected more than 3,700 Crafted Relics. Giving away ten was nothing.

"Master, be careful then." Elise no longer worried about George’s safety. She said goodbye, and the group left, going back to the Death Cemetery.

George entered the city built by the Frost Alliance and found Orion.

"Kid, you finally came out. I thought you were dead in there."

Orion sighed in relief. The Obsidian Academy had been watching George closely, and he had been under a lot of pressure.

"How about it? Did you find any Crafted Relics?" He asked curiously.

"Fairly smooth," George smiled and took out 15 Crafted Relics.

"You really got them?" Orion was shocked and couldn’t believe it.

He knew the danger of the Black Stone Realm well. After George finished his exploration, he had stopped several more attempts, all of which ended in failure.

What he had promised George before was just a random promise. He didn’t expect the guy to actually get ten Crafted Relics.

"Wait, that’s fifteen Crafted Relics?" Orion took the relics and looked at him, confused.

George felt awkward and said, "Well, the Black Stone Realm accidentally got destroyed by me. The extra five are just a bonus for you."

"What? The Black Stone Realm was destroyed? What did you do in there?" Orion was shocked. He wasn’t sad about the destruction of the Black Stone Realm.

Even if that realm had a lot of treasure, if it couldn’t be accessed, it was just a pile of junk.

"Wait, how many Crafted Relics did you get?" Orion thought again, and asked with confusion.

"Fifty," George said casually, not telling him the exact number.

"Ah, I guess I underestimated you," Orion said with a sigh. He wasn’t greedy. Getting fifteen was already way beyond his expectations.

"Oh, by the way, do you know what these Crafted Relics are used for?" He played with one and asked curiously.

The Frost Alliance had studied them for so long, but still didn’t know their real purpose.

George hesitated, then didn’t hide it. He said, "I used them to make an Attribute Fusion Elixir. But these relics might also be used to fix worlds. I don’t know exactly how, but you guys can try to figure it out."

"Fix worlds?" Orion was completely lost.

George didn’t know the details either. He just knew that the Demon Race was invading so many worlds, destroying them, all to get Crafted Relics to fix their own.

"I should go back," he said. He had been away for over a month. The Obsidian Academy had already started school, and he hadn’t even registered yet.

"Right, right," Orion finally realized and said. "James gave me a lot of pressure these days. I’m glad to know you’re still alive. Otherwise, he would have come to get you. You better go back now."

George smiled and nodded, then said goodbye and left.

"Strange," Orion watched him go, his expression confused. He muttered to himself, "This guy gives me a strange feeling. I can’t figure him out."

Maybe it was just his imagination, but George now felt mysterious to him. He couldn’t read him at all, and there was even a feeling of extreme danger.

Orion shook his head and dismissed it as a mistake. He had become a War God, and he rarely felt danger anymore.

George walked straight to the teleportation array in the center of the city.

With Orion’s permission, the soldiers guarding the array didn’t ask too many questions. They activated the array, and George was instantly teleported away.

A dizzying rotation, and George was back in the Obsidian Academy’s territory in the Abyss Secret Realm.

The place was still full of people, busy and lively.

He didn’t stay long. He activated a secret realm teleport scroll and left the Abyss Secret Realm.

Space strength fluctuated. The scene changed, and George appeared in his villa.

"Uh?"

He frowned, his expression pained. A strong force of rejection came over him.

World’s Fundamental Power!

George was stunned, then realized. It was Earth’s Fundamental Power. It sensed a threat and was pushing him away.

He quickly hid his presence, and the rejection force disappeared.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud explosion. The ground shook, and a terrifying strength erupted.

"Demon Race Strong!"

George felt a strong dark power and quickly moved out of the villa.

"Hey, Master, you’re back?" Eliex saw him appear and looked surprised. Then he looked up at the direction of the explosion.

It was a terrifying, huge monster.

Anderson!

It was the changed Anderson. He had definitely come back for revenge.

"Bad! That’s the Obsidian Academy!" George noticed where the explosion happened. It was right at the Obsidian Academy.

He didn’t hesitate. His wings appeared behind him, and he flew quickly toward the academy.

"Master," Eliex worried and followed him, trying to stop him. "Master, that guy is too dangerous. Wait a little longer. In two days, I can make an Artifact gear. Then Constantine can definitely deal with him."

"Really?" George was surprised.

He had grown stronger now, and Artifact gear didn’t even interest him. But for Constantine and the others, it would still be a big help.

Eliex nodded, then frowned. "Master, why are you moving so fast?"

He had pushed his speed to the limit, but he still couldn’t catch up with George. The distance between them was growing.

"You go back first. I can handle this guy."

George didn’t explain more. He sped up again.

"This..." Eliex was shocked. He finally realized, George’s strength had jumped a lot.

"James, Ares, today I will destroy the whole Obsidian Academy!"

A furious roar echoed through the entire Sovereign City. Dark power surged. Anderson was completely wild, destroying the academy without mercy.

"You dare!"

A roar of anger. A sky full of Sword Light appeared, mixed with pure wind element power.

Ares and James appeared. They didn’t hesitate and rushed toward Anderson.

"You five War Gods before couldn’t beat me. Now only the two of you are left. You still want to die!" Anderson was arrogant and proud. His huge hand swung, dark power surged.

In an instant, the Sword Light and wind power were all destroyed.

The giant hand came down. James and Ares had no way to resist. They coughed up blood and were sent flying back.

"Help..."

A series of screams came from below. Many students were caught in the attack. The casualties were heavy.

"Die!"

Anderson laughed wildly and attacked without mercy, destroying everything around him.

"Stop!" A soft voice said. A thin figure stood in front of the students.

Anderson was stunned. He looked at the person before him and smiled coldly. "There really are people who don’t know when to die."

"George?" Ares recognized the person and quickly said, "Run! You can’t beat this guy."

"Oh, that’s George, a talent from a small place?" Anderson was interested. He looked at George with curiosity and didn’t rush to attack.

"Too bad, a talent is just trash in front of me," he said with arrogance, lost interest, and raised his huge hand, slowly moving it down toward George.