So, five options seemed like a lot.
But iy, Li Meng could only choose one.
"Option one!"
[You decide to take advantage of the chaos and charge into the aral tribe to forcibly destroy the sacrificial disk.]
[The chieftain of the Bck Mountain tribe, "Scarface," desperately stopped you.]
[The entire Bck Mountain tribe successfully sacrificed to summon the Barbarian God "Aqua."]
[The dest of the Barbarian Ght divine wrath upon the world.]
[The Temple Knights suffered heavy casualties and fled in panic.]
[Fag 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 Bck Mountain S using your beion skill.]
[You returo the tribe.]
[With the dest of the Barbarian God, the Goblin Forest gradually turned into a wastend.]
[One day, the ghost beastman "Ghost Hand" reappeared, bringing news.]
[The human hero died in the Bck Mountain S, and the wastendification of the Goblin Forest was iable.]
[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.]
[Simuted life ended, score: 100.]
[Choose the following rewards.]
[e 10 score to increase level by 1.]
[e 1 score to increase attribute by 1.]
[e 30 score to increase luck by 1.]
[e 10 score to increase "Berserk" skill level by 1.]
[e 20 score to increase "Steel Skin" skill level by 1.]
"Upgrade the 'Berserk' skill level!"
[ed 90 score, "Berserk" skill level increased by 9.]
["Berserk" skill is now max level, automatically advang to "Berserk God."]
["Berserk God" skill is a world-css skill, current host's strength does not meet the requirements, it is sealed.]
[Evolve into "Goblin King" to unlock "Berserk God" skill.]
"World-css 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: Dev the flesh and blood of magical beasts may grant their skills.]
[Steel Skin: LV5 (Strength +1500, Defense +1500, Agility +500)]
[Wind Bde: LV1]
[Beion: LV5]
[Heart Speech: LV1]
[Ice Element King: LV1]
[Berserk God (World-css): LV1 (Sealed)]
[Limb Enha: LV1 (Strength +50, Agility +50)]
[Elemental Affinity: LV1 (Magic +1000)]
[War Stomp: LV1]
"Could it be that the body's strength '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 ah.
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 certaiion of the river, a rge fleet was anchored.
The sails of the ships were furled.
Anchors were dropped, sinking to the riverbed.
Each ship floated quietly oer, 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 fmes 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 ceited!"
About a kilometer ahead of the fleet, a green-skinned head emerged from the shimmering water uhe moonlight.
Looking at the huma 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 fmes attrag nearby magical beasts.
"Yue'e, let's go back!"
After watg for a while, Li Meng lost i in peeping.
Humans, though arrogant and ceited, were not foolish.
Even on the river, they had people on watch.
There were soldiers, and adveoo.
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 ha themselves.
Li Meng came quietly a quietly.
Time passed slowly, and the night deepened.
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The afternoon, on the Goblin River.
Uhe scorg 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 oer.
"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 s by tomorrow m!"
The High Priest smiled slightly, gazing towards the end of the river.
"Once we elimihe barbarians in the northern s, we build an outpost nearby. With an outpost, the innd trade route be opened. By then, Lord Carlos, you bee the master of this erritory!"
Carlos turned expressionlessly to the High Priest beside him.
"High Priest, be cautious with your words. The Principality's nd has only one master, and that is His Majesty the Lio King!"
The High Priest merely smiled at Carlos's caution.
But he didn't tihe 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 disiion 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 recim 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 fet everything. The former Duke has long passed away, so why g to past glories?"
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