Chapter 1204 - 593: The Unexplainably Efficient Governor Mansion

"Ssssgey!!!"

A familiar, pleasant sound.

Filled with pain, the shrill wails of those cute little creatures echoed in the dark, filthy cave.

It seemed to be a newly formed small goblin community, with only five adult individuals in total.

According to the normal development pattern of goblins in this world, this small goblin tribe should have been in the stage of exploring the surrounding environment, living off wild fruits and carrion in the jungle, occasionally lucky enough to hunt injured or sick small to medium-sized beasts or lone humans entering the forest.

Like some strange parasite, or a pathogen infecting the Aifala Continent, the goblin tribe’s start is relatively difficult and slow, but as long as they can survive the harsh initial stage and increase the number of adults into double digits, their survival pressure drastically drops, becoming the nightmare of ordinary beasts and villagers.

In fact, this goblin tribe was quite fortunate.

Because their birthplace was an island that had just undergone an extremely brutal battle, with nearly depleted defensive forces.

The civilians were almost slaughtered, yet a large number of houses and tools left by intelligent creatures remained.

Plus, the core area of the forest inside was well protected due to the Water Iron Wood, rich in natural resources and with almost no dangerous demons.

As soon as the adventurers forced to stay on the island leave, Stodd Island will become the perfect breeding ground for the goblin tribe’s development.

It’s not unlikely that the community’s numbers would grow into the triple digits before the next adventurer team arrives on the island.

Unfortunately, all the beautiful fantasies of a bright future ended completely when an unlucky goblin, out gathering wild fruits, was discovered by a friendly, black-haired adventurer during his daily training.

Encountering an unexpected surprise, the adventurer displayed great patience and care when faced with a long-lost object of gratification.

Like some kind of extremely vile criminal, he silently followed behind the green-skinned creature collecting insects and wild fruits with a simple bamboo basket, trailing it all the way until it snorted and led him to the lair.

As for everything that transpired afterward...

There’s no need to go into further detail.

Scattered limbs and shattered flesh littered the ground, the stench of blood seeping into the earth, turning it into a kind of faint red, muddy mixture.

The green-skinned goblin was nowhere to be seen.

In its place was a young adventurer with an unfulfilled expression, who hadn’t even needed to draw his primary blade due to the lack of goblins, savoring this beautiful moment to the fullest.

With the goblins’ screams serving as delightful white noise, Xia Nan looked at the emaciated goblin seemingly bound by some invisible force, feet off the ground and body pressed against the stone wall, a thoughtful look flashing across his face.

There were no restraints visible on the goblin’s surface, yet it was as if countless invisible hands were pulling it from all directions.

At the same time its body floated closely against the rock wall, its limbs in a ’大’ shape, as if something were pulling at its ankles and arms.

"Creak."

A sharp snapping sound suddenly echoed in the air.

The agonizing wails which echoed through the cave sharpened again, with visible signs of tearing at the goblin’s elbows and knees in the blood and flesh.

Its eyes rolled upward, and its neck was pulled taut, veins visible beneath its fragile, thin skin.

Finally, accompanied by the simultaneous cracking of flesh and bone in five places.

The goblin’s wails, having reached the peak, abruptly ceased.

"Plop, plop..."

Like a toy thoroughly disassembled, its limbs, head, and torso turned into pieces of flesh and bone, rolling to the ground under the influence of gravity.

Casually crushing the goblin head that rolled to his feet with his shoe.

Xia Nan carefully recalled the feeling of manipulating gravity, summarizing it in his mind.

The Quality Level of [Gravity Control] was already one of the highest among Battle Skills, and even the upgrade from "Level 1" to "Level 2" was a qualitative transformation.

Limited by his own knowledge, Xia Nan wasn’t sure if there was any specific term to describe this gravity output level, but he could feel the substantial increase in range, strength, and precision when using [Gravity Control].

Of course, correspondingly, if he wanted to perform more refined or powerful operations than before, a greater expenditure of spiritual power was required.

Overall, the level increase of [Gravity Control] significantly raised the combat effectiveness Xia Nan could unleash using this Battle Skill.

Additionally, due to the special colorless and shapeless nature of [Gravity Control], it could also play a significant role in his daily life, as long as he managed the consumption of spiritual power.

His gaze swept over the goblin corpses scattered inside the cave.

On Xia Nan’s somewhat unfulfilled face, there was a hint of regret.

These goblins together numbered only five, too few and too fragile.

He barely managed to experience the upgrade to Level 2 of [Gravity Control], while the remaining [Stacked Waves] and [Hunting Arc] were completely untestable.

With the goblins’ weak bodies, just a poke with his finger would open a bloody hole, making it impossible to stack [Stacked Waves]; and the Battle Skill combination needed for [Hunting Arc] never even reached the final stage of using [Vortex Slash], as the gale stirred by [Teeth Hunting] shredded the cave’s goblins into bloody pieces.