Game Invasion Era: Rise from Binding the Goblin King!-Chapter 145: The Blackstone Realm’s Tomb, World’s Fundamental Power
Lilia asked again, "Why are there Crafted Relics here? Is this the core of your old world?"
The Obsidian Wraith’s face changed slightly, but it still didn’t answer. It just looked at George with suspicion.
"Lord, don’t waste time on this thing. Just kill it," Constantine said, holding his War Hammer. He didn’t like the Obsidian Wraith’s arrogant look.
"Master," Lilia said softly, "this thing has high growth potential. We can take it as a pet."
"Huh?"
George was confused. The Obsidian Wraith boss was SSS tier, but he didn’t feel anything special from it. But if Lilia said it was special, then it must be.
He looked at the experience in his pool. It was enough to level up to 60, and he could take in another pet.
"Okay," George said, ready to start leveling up.
"Wait," the Obsidian Wraith suddenly said, stopping him. Its expression was troubled.
"Still not ready to die?" Constantine frowned. "It’s an honor that the Lord has chosen you. Let me tell you, my real form was just a goblin. If I hadn’t met the Lord, I wouldn’t be where I am now."
"Goblin?" The Obsidian Wraith looked at him, not believing it.
But it didn’t care. It turned to George, hesitated for a long time, then sighed and said, "Fine. I’ve guarded this place for tens of thousands of years. You’re the first person to make it this far. Though your talent isn’t great, you’ve made it here with your pets. We couldn’t wait any longer."
"You’re really full of yourself," the group said, angry.
In their eyes, George was the supreme being. No one could insult him.
If they hadn’t wanted to capture this thing, they would have killed it already.
George stopped the others from getting angry and asked, "What’s your secret?"
"Fine, I’ll tell you," the Obsidian Wraith answered strangely. Its body started to glow with strength.
The group was on alert. They blocked George, watching the Obsidian Wraith closely, ready to fight at any moment.
Boom! The sand moved. A huge black stone platform slowly rose from the ground. Next to it was a massive stone tablet.
George was drawn to the tablet. It looked heavy and ancient. For some reason, a sense of sadness filled his heart.
"Exactly!" Lilia looked at the stone tablet, realization dawning. "You sacrificed all life in this world to protect the World’s Fundamental Power!"
"The Blackstone Realm’s creatures never gave in. Even in death, we wouldn’t let you low-life scum take the world’s core," the Obsidian Wraith said coldly, but with pride and arrogance.
George was confused. He looked at Lilia.
Lilia looked respectful and explained, "Master, before this realm was destroyed, all the life here offered themselves as a sacrifice to seal the world’s fundamental power. That’s why there are Crafted Relics here."
Sacrificing all life?
George was shocked. Such an act was impossible for most people.
He believed the people of Earth would fight to the end to protect Earth. But forcing all living beings to willingly die? That was impossible.
Earth was destroyed, but not every creature was gone. There were world fragments like the Abyss and the Chaos Battlefield. Someone would always choose to survive.
George respected the people of the Blackstone Realm.
He looked at the large stone tablet. It had five ancient, weathered characters carved into it.
George didn’t recognize them, but he guessed what they meant: The Tomb of the Blackstone Realm!
A world was buried here.
The group listened to the Obsidian Wraith telling all of this, and they all couldn’t calm down. Their hearts were full of mixed feelings.
Especially Elise and Melina. Their worlds were also destroyed by the Demon Race.
If they had had such a strong will, the Demon Race wouldn’t have become so strong.
The Obsidian Wraith’s wounds were barely healed. It slowly got up, touching the huge stone tablet with a sad look.
"This place holds the core of the Blackstone Realm. Go ahead. As long as you absorb it, you’ll gain a little of the World’s Fundamental Power. That will let you fight the Demon Race."
The Obsidian Wraith spoke softly, with a sad tone.
George felt sorry and asked, "Why didn’t you absorb it? This is the core of the Blackstone Realm. It should belong to you."
The Obsidian Wraith gave a bitter smile. But he actually felt a bit of respect for George. He said helplessly, "I’m not a real life. I’m the combined will of all the beings in the Blackstone Realm. I can’t absorb the world’s core. And I don’t have the right either. Anyone above level 50 can’t absorb it."
Oh, I see.
George understood. That’s why there was a level limit for entering the Blackstone Secret Realm.
He looked at the Obsidian Wraith and didn’t hesitate. He walked to the black stone platform and sat cross-legged.
"Feel it with your heart. This is the world’s fundamental power. It doesn’t belong to any strength, but it can become any strength."
The Obsidian Wraith gave patient instructions.
But George was still confused. He didn’t understand.
He didn’t think too much. He sat cross-legged and let his mind sink into it.
The others stayed quiet and stood around him.
Elise hesitated, then used a healing spell on the Obsidian Wraith.
The Obsidian Wraith smiled and nodded in thanks, but said nothing.
Seeing no danger, the others felt better. They cleaned up the battlefield and collected the Crafted Relics and Blackstone Shards.
The Obsidian Wraith felt a bit sad, but didn’t stop them. As he said, the Obsidian Wraith boss wasn’t a real life. It was the combined will of all the beings in the Blackstone Realm. It wasn’t real death.
...
Time passed slowly. Without realizing it, more than a month had gone by.
George still sat cross-legged on the stone platform. His body showed no change at all.
Constantine, bored, stood by and said, "Obsidian Wraith, is it really this slow to absorb the world’s core?"
If he wasn’t worried about danger, he would have gone back to the Abyss Secret Realm already.
Over time, the group had gotten to know the Obsidian Wraith. They no longer had any hostility.
The Obsidian Wraith looked at George, who showed no sign of waking, and shook his head.
"I don’t know. Maybe he hasn’t understood the core yet. Normally, it should be quick."
"I wonder what’s going on outside," Lilia said quietly to herself.
She had always been with George. She knew the Obsidian Academy had already started school. Lily must be worried about her.
But Elise was still in the villa. They knew George would be fine.
The group waited in boredom.
Without realizing it, another seven days passed.
Crack!
That day, a soft cracking sound was heard. The hard stone platform had a crack.
Then, a massive wave of strength came out, all rushing toward George.
"What kind of strength is that?"
The others felt the strength and looked confused. It was deep, far, and gave a feeling of being powerful, yet weak, real, yet unreal.
"The world’s fundamental power..." Lilia whispered to herself. She had never felt this kind of strength before. She wasn’t sure.
"Finally, it worked," the Obsidian Wraith said, excited and happy.
Mastering the fundamental power of the Blackstone Realm gives him at least the strength to fight the Demon Race.
During these days of staying together, he also accepted Constantine and the others. He also accepted George.
The wind howled, and the sky filled with sand. The group looked terrified.
In the distance, space was breaking apart and collapsing, spreading quickly toward them.
"Space turbulence!" Lilia shouted, then said quickly, "Get up on the platform!"
Space turbulence was deadly. Even a god-like strong person would die if caught in it.
The group didn’t hesitate. They immediately climbed up onto the high platform.
Crack! Crack! The sound of breaking returned. The platform was full of cracks, as if it would break at any moment.
The broken, collapsing space kept spreading. The space turbulence roared forward, quickly surrounding them.
"Should we wake up the master and get him out of here?" Constantine worried. He could enter the Abyss Secret Realm, but he wasn’t sure about George.
"No, this is a critical moment," the Obsidian Wraith said seriously, his heart full of worry. He could only pray George would wake up soon.
Elise said, "Constantine, take the others into the Abyss Secret Realm. I’ll stay here."
"Come on, I’m the strongest here. If anyone stays, it should be me," Constantine said, not moving.
"Don’t talk nonsense. Only you can take everyone into the Abyss Secret Realm," Elise said coldly, her tone not allowing any argument.
Constantine didn’t even respond.
He didn’t care about anyone except the master.
At that moment, the Golden Flame Dragon spoke, "Everyone stay here. If the master is in trouble, we’ll be in big trouble too."
The others nodded in agreement.
Crack! Crack!
At this moment, the platform itself began to break apart. The collapsing space spread quickly.
The group didn’t hesitate. They gathered around George, preparing to block the coming space turbulence.
Boom!
A huge explosion. The stone tablet broke, and the huge platform followed, shattering. An endless space turbulence rushed in, instantly swallowing the group.
The endless wind howled. This was the most terrifying space power. In an instant, the group was covered in blood, as if they were being cut up by a thousand knives. They could not resist at all.
At that moment, a warm strength spread out, wrapping around the group. The dangerous space turbulence was all blocked outside.
"Master, you’re awake!" Elise was shocked. She saw George smiling, lifting his hand and easily blocking the space turbulence.
"Let’s go. Get out of here."
He spoke softly, and with a thought, he took the group with him, disappearing into the space turbulence.
Boom!
The group heard a loud explosion. Their heads felt shaken, and they felt dizzy.
When they finally came to their senses, they were already in the Abyss Secret Realm, at the entrance of the Blackstone Secret Realm.
But now, the Blackstone Secret Realm had disappeared.
"Human, have you mastered the World’s Fundamental Power?" the Obsidian Wraith asked, full of hope and tension.
George nodded. "Just a little."
Now, he had a clearer understanding of strength, but he felt even smaller than before.
