Goblin Simulation: Building a Dark Empire-Chapter 113 – World-Class Skill ‘Mad God’

So, five options seemed like a lot.

But in reality, Li Meng could only choose one.

"Option one!"

[You decide to take advantage of the chaos and charge into the ancestral tribe to forcibly destroy the sacrificial disk.]

[The chieftain of the Black Mountain tribe, "Scarface," desperately stopped you.]

[The entire Black Mountain tribe successfully sacrificed to summon the Barbarian God "Aqua."]

[The descent of the Barbarian God brought divine wrath upon the world.]

[The Temple Knights suffered heavy casualties and fled in panic.]

[Facing the divine wrath of the Barbarian God, you teamed up with "Serov" and "Tawil" to battle the Barbarian God.]

[You failed, and "Serov" and "Tawil" died in battle.]

[You barely escaped the Black Mountain Swamp using your body regeneration skill.]

[You returned to the tribe.]

[With the descent of the Barbarian God, the Goblin Forest gradually turned into a wasteland.]

[One day, the ghost beastman "Ghost Hand" reappeared, bringing news.]

[The human hero died in the Black Mountain Swamp, and the wastelandification of the Goblin Forest was inevitable.]

[The ghost beastman "Ghost Hand" invited you to join the Demon King's army, but you refused.]

[The ghost beastman "Ghost Hand" challenged you, but you refused.]

[The ghost beastman "Ghost Hand" left, telling you it would return.]

[The three-year limit had arrived.]

[Simulated life ended, score: 100.]

[Choose the following rewards.]

[Consume 10 score to increase level by 1.]

[Consume 1 score to increase attribute by 1.]

[Consume 30 score to increase luck by 1.]

[Consume 10 score to increase "Berserk" skill level by 1.]

[Consume 20 score to increase "Steel Skin" skill level by 1.]

"Upgrade the 'Berserk' skill level!"

[Consumed 90 score, "Berserk" skill level increased by 9.]

["Berserk" skill is now max level, automatically advancing to "Berserk God."]

["Berserk God" skill is a world-class skill, current host's strength does not meet the requirements, it is sealed.]

[Evolve into "Goblin King" to unlock "Berserk God" skill.]

"World-class skill? Sealed?"

Li Meng frowned slightly, his thoughts stirred.

[Name: Gobu Meng]

[Race: Goblin]

[Level: 35]

[Strength: 2717]

[Defense: 2664]

[Agility: 1497]

[Magic: 2399]

[Charm: 0]

[Luck: 11]

[Devour: Devouring the flesh and blood of magical beasts may grant their skills.]

[Steel Skin: LV5 (Strength +1500, Defense +1500, Agility +500)]

[Wind Blade: LV1]

[Body Regeneration: LV5]

[Heart Speech: LV1]

[Ice Element King: LV1]

[Berserk God (World-class): LV1 (Sealed)]

[Limb Enhancement: LV1 (Strength +50, Agility +50)]

[Elemental Affinity: LV1 (Magic +1000)]

[War Stomp: LV1]

"Could it be that the body's strength can't withstand the load 'Berserk God' brings?"

The only reason Li Meng could think of for the seal was this.

The Berserk skill already puts a tremendous load on the body.

Using it once would leave one exhausted for days, even months.

As the advanced skill of "Berserk," "Berserk God" would only burden the body more.

"I thought I could rely on the 'Berserk' skill as a backup, but it turns out I was left high and dry!"

Li Meng, looking frustrated, took a sip of river water.

Now, even the "Berserk" skill couldn't be used.

On the vast river surface, Li Meng's big head quickly drifted away.

That night, the Goblin River was not quiet.

The endless sound of rushing water echoed between heaven and earth.

Tonight's weather was good, with a full moon in the sky.

The silver moonlight bathed the earth, slightly dispelling the darkness over the river.

In a certain section of the river, a large fleet was anchored.

The sails of the ships were furled.

Anchors were dropped, sinking to the riverbed.

Each ship floated quietly on the water, spaced tens of meters apart.

Occasionally, the pull of the anchor would cause a creaking sound.

On the deck of each ship, clusters of firelight flickered.

The leaping flames made the fleet on the river look like a fire dragon.

Silhouettes could be seen moving on the decks.

"Humans are the same in any world, arrogant and conceited!"

About a kilometer ahead of the fleet, a green-skinned head emerged from the shimmering water under the moonlight.

Looking at the human fleet anchored not far away, Li Meng thought to himself.

This was the Goblin Forest, teeming with magical beasts and barbarians.

Yet humans didn't worry at all about the flames attracting nearby magical beasts.

"Yue'e, let's go back!"

After watching for a while, Li Meng lost interest in peeping.

Humans, though arrogant and conceited, were not foolish.

Even on the river, they had people on watch.

There were soldiers, and adventurers too.

Some adventurers were stationed as sentries in the forests on both banks.

Even if powerful magical beasts approached, they wouldn't disturb the fleet.

The adventurers in the forests could handle it themselves.

Li Meng came quietly and left quietly.

Time passed slowly, and the night deepened.

---

R𝑒ad lat𝒆st chapt𝒆rs at free𝑤ebnovel.com Only.

The next afternoon, on the Goblin River.

Under the scorching sun, a fleet was sailing upstream.

Tall white sails stretched endlessly, as far as the eye could see.

Because they were sailing against the current, the fleet moved very slowly.

Like a snail, it crawled forward on the water.

"Lord Carlos, are we almost there?"

On the bow deck of the lead ship.

A High Priest of the Temple approached "Carlos."

Carlos took out a magic map from his waist.

"Not far now, we'll reach the northern swamp by tomorrow morning!"

The High Priest smiled slightly, gazing towards the end of the river.

"Once we eliminate the barbarians in the northern swamp, we can build an outpost nearby. With an outpost, the inland trade route can be opened. By then, Lord Carlos, you can become the master of this new territory!"

Carlos turned expressionlessly to the High Priest beside him.

"High Priest, be cautious with your words. The Principality's land has only one master, and that is His Majesty the Lionheart King!"

The High Priest merely smiled at Carlos's caution.

But he didn't continue the topic.

"Lord Carlos, do you know why the Principality of Ilysis calls itself a 'Principality'?"

Carlos frowned slightly.

This was a taboo in the Principality.

Nobles were forbidden to discuss it.

"The disintegration of the Holy Dragon Empire was caused single-handedly by the Duke of the Southern Realm. The former empire has long vanished into the river of history. The imperial lords have each established their own nations, yet the Duke of the Southern Realm retains the title of Duke of the Principality. Don't you think this is ironic, Lord Carlos?"

The High Priest looked at Carlos with a half-smile.

Carlos had no words to respond to the High Priest's gaze.

"Is it nostalgia, or does the Duke of the Southern Realm have ambitions to reclaim the entire Holy Dragon Empire?"

Carlos avoided the High Priest's gaze.

His expression turned slightly cold as he looked towards the forest on the northern bank.

"Time makes people forget everything. The former Duke has long passed away, so why cling to past glories?"