The Evolution of a Goblin to the Peak



Selnes Country...

It was a powerful country that was known as the "Impregnable Nation Before Gods."

In the palace at the center of the country, a group of five people gathered around the round table. They were the family heads of the Five Master Clans, the five families that ruled the entire nation.

Windi, Botano, Flaem, Darkna, and Methal Clans were the Five Master Clans.

"The Army of Gluttony is slowly approaching our territory. We should respond and eliminate the army."

An old man with long white hair, a thick beard, and a mustache said. He was wearing a pure white robe with black trimmings. His name was Schine Windi, the Head of the Windi Master Clan.

"I think we should let our people evacuate first. The Army of Gluttony isn't something we should underestimate. We shouldn't attack them recklessly."

A pale and thin man with short black hair said. He was wearing formal dark clothes and his vibe seems like he was about to collapse at any moment. However, no one among the family heads underestimated this guy. He was, after all, Paente Botano, the Head of the Botano Master Clan.

A beautiful woman glanced at Paente and nodded, "I agree with Family Head Botano. No one could invade our country unless a god personally attacked but Gluttony already destroyed a Large Country so we can't rule out the possibility of Gluttony attacking our walls. It's better to send messages to the Holy Lands."

This woman had shoulder-length crimson-colored hair. Her eyes were red and her red clothes couldn't conceal the curves hidden within. She was the Family Head of the Flaem Master Clan, Hono Flaem.

A middle-aged man with short blue hair sneered, "Do you really think that the Holy Lands will dispatch gods to help us? No, they will not do it. They are afraid that this is a trap set up by Gluttony. Their gods are concentrated on their borders so they will not easily leave their lands."

This man was tall and he had a pair of pure black eyes. Even his sclera was black. He was wearing white clothes which were covered in dark energy. He was Bezvin Darkna, the family head of the Darkna Master Clan.

The last family head looked like a young man. He had his feet on the table, eyes closed, and his hands on the back of his head. His hair was white which gradually turned into blue on the tips. His name was Hoie Methal, the youngest family head. He was only 26 years old this year yet he already reached this level.

Hoie slightly opened his eyes and glanced at the other family heads.

"At least our situation is better than the other battlefields. The Fedru Principality and the Bruim Republic aren't Large Countries in the past. The battle in those two lands will be much worse than us." Hoei said.

"The All Filter Barrier Formation..." Paente muttered as he glanced at the windows.

Hoei added, "For now, the battles haven't reached a higher stage yet. It hasn't reached the point where Shackled Realm is needed. Plus, we are just a country without gods so it's unlikely for Gluttony to attack us personally. We still have the formation. In case something really happens, we should prepare to evacuate our citizens."

"Are we gonna stay here locked up in our land? I don't think we can't stay! We should show them our might to intimidate them! We can't let them approach our land easily!" Bezvin Darkna said.

Hoei shrugged his shoulders, "I'm just saying my opinion. If you really want to initiate an attack then go but my opinion will not change. It's disadvantageous for us to attack them at this moment."

Paente nodded, "I think Family Head Methal has a point. We can't attack the enemies right now. We should gather intelligence about the movements from the Fedru Principality and the Bruim Republic first and analyze their approach to the war."

"Tsk! We have to intimidate them." Bezvin clicked his tongue.

"I also want to attack them but now isn't the right time. I heard that the reinforcement from the Holy Lands will arrive today. Let's wait for their actions." Hono said.

At this moment, the eldest family head, Schine Windi, opened his mouth. "Okay, let's attack the enemies two days from now. We'll eliminate the advance force swiftly and it will give us more time then we will let the reinforcement from the Holy Lands do its job. As long as one isn't a god, our country will not fall."

...

Souta arrived at the camp that the Olympus set up to help the three battlefields. The Holy Lands have already talked about this so most of them sent their men to obstruct the Army of Gluttony's movement.

It was to help the people but everyone had their own secret motives. The Olympus had set up a camp in this land so they wouldn't easily give up this area. They would slowly turn this land into a vessel state of Olympus. The other Holy Lands surely had the same motives.

If not for Gluttony's threat, the nearest Holy Land, which was Eden, the Archangels wouldn't let them set up a base near their territory. Even the Large Countries would reject this idea.

Nearest was Eden, but it doesn't mean that Eden was close to the three battlefields. There were still several Large Countries before them. This alone speaks for the fact that they were wary about the power of the Ruler of Gluttony.

When Gluttony appeared to see the awakening of No God Emperor, Gabriel also appeared with a universal grade artifact and she destroyed him. In the end, it was just a clone of Gluttony. After that, she went straight to Eden in case the Bringers of Calamity ambushed her.

The military camp of Olympus.

Thousands of experts gathered along with the Sixth Grain War of the Athen's Champion. All of them were veteran warriors that experienced hundreds of battles.

The leader of this camp was Ares' Warriors. A legion under Ares, the God of War.

They dispatched several battalions to guard this camp. Six Hero-rank experts were currently guarding this place and there were hundreds of SSS-rank.

Sixth Grain War would head to the Selnes Country along with three other groups. Two War Company and one Hammer's Guard. A War Company was equivalent to a Grain in the Athen's Champion. It was a troop under Ares, the God of War. The Hammer's Guard was the same and it was under Hephaestus, the Blacksmith God.

Souta already knew that the Sixth Grain War wouldn't be dispatched alone.

The six Hero-rank warriors stood in the air looking down at the warriors. The aura around their bodies was enormous and just standing there seemed to bring pressure to everyone. Behind them were two gigantic lions with overwhelming energies. Souta could feel the oppression that made him want to kneel down in front of these lions.

These two lions were the Great Nemean Lion, a fifth stage monster. It's the Guardian Beast of Ares, the God of War.

Six Hero-ranks and two fifth stage monsters. This lineup was powerful. Ares seemed to be taking this a little bit more seriously even though the battlefields weren't close to Olympus.

The Hero-rank of the camp explained that they weren't alone. Olympus wasn't the only one who would obstruct the movements of the Army of Gluttony. So they should be prepared to meet the warriors from the other Holy Lands, especially Eden. Eden had sent a larger force that would slow down the enemies.

It was to test the power of the enemy army.

How powerful was the army that Gluttony secretly trained?

How many top-rank warriors did they possess?

Or do they have any gods?

Souta shook his head. It didn't matter to him what the plans of the Holy Lands were. His strength was still insufficient to stand at the same level of those gods and monster lords.

The Hero-rank warrior continued, "The three lands will become a battlefield. The advanced team will enter the three lands and communicate with the folks. Warriors that broke two great shackles will stand at the back, ready to move once a high-level enemy appears."

He especially mentioned the case of the Selnes Country. Souta was always curious about this country since he didn't have any info about it.

Selnes Country was powerful because of the barrier formation left behind by their god.

The All Filter Barrier Formation.

It was a layer of barriers that filtered any people that entered the country. The stronger the person, the more pressure it brought. Seven Shackles would feel suffocated inside the barrier especially the experts above. Unless one has the power to ignore the limitation of the formation, they wouldn't be able to move freely in the Selnes Country.

Souta understood the concept of this formation.

If that's the case, then...

He silently glanced at the leaders of the two War Company and Hammer's Guard.

They were the limit... No, he should be able to verify it once he stepped inside the country.

But his ace...

Souta glanced at his sleeve wryly. Kessa was strong so the pressure brought by the barrier would be stronger for her.