[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 709

However, system notifications fill this Goblin King's ears, and a green rift opens before him, notifying this Lord that he now owns a world and has the option to accept a free basic avatar.

More of these memories flash by even faster now, showing the Goblin King arriving in the Ellipsia Citadel, learning of what dungeon contracts really are, and optimizing his world's dungeons for maximum profit.

Looking down at the world below him in his world token, images of the battle that destroyed everything he ever knew still plague his mind.

The Goblin King trades contracts and invests wisely in other worlds, using the machine learning fighting pods to have his avatar sent out to many other worlds as Boss Room monsters.

However, his efforts do not make him rich. They actually bring far lower than average results despite following the local guides and tactics meticulously.

He must face the reality that goblins are a weak race in the Upper Realm.

Even as a 2nd Class Lord, three times ranked up, with a green True Core, he still stands no chance against some ogres, high orcs, wyverns, and berserker kings that come from 3rd Class worlds.

Most of all, he fears the demons.

There are so few races that this Goblin King can feel superior to: humans, some wolf races, slimes, and the occasional horned boar or other unintelligent awakened beings from 4th and 5th Class worlds.

Even humans sometimes make this goblin feel insignificant, as their battle IQ and general intelligence range higher than goblins'.

After 500 years of work on the Citadel, the Goblin King has managed to get nowhere, barely making it by in the Upper Realm, feeling as though he is merely ordinary.

I see vivid imagery of the Goblin King looking up into the endless green sky, with two massive towers on either side of him in the Divine City run by demons, feeling as though he is nothing but an ant.

Feelings of insignificance wash through this King as he realizes this climb for endless power to feel safe will never end.

This is when the Goblin King decides to put away its desires for glory and becoming the strongest. He makes a deal with a criminal group of other 2nd Class Goblin Kings and lower-class orcs far in the outer ring of the Citadel.

They work in businesses like acquiring illegal avatars and forced exile subjugation for worlds on the unascended market.

The most profitable long term scheme is in renting Exile Zones beneath the Citadel and buying slaves to do labor with predatory contracts once worlds are forcefully subjugated. Their appointed Lords are brought up from the Lower Realm with minimal knowledge, and thrown into the mines.

For the pure resources alone, the cost of acquiring an artifact to open a green rift on low class worlds is not worth it at all, but hundreds of years in the Ether mines can make a hefty profit if done right.

This Goblin King goes all in, renting a few zone plots far from the Citadel's center, with mostly human and unintelligent beast slaves from 5th Class worlds as his first investment.

Many of the workers die after a few hundred years, and none ever make it to the end of their exile terms, as designed.

The Goblin King profits a few dozen ether and, in turn, gets to live out his twisted fantasy of killing whoever he wishes and forcing labor in the mines.

Things begin to dull after some time, as worlds die out, and the King starts renting larger zones closer to the Citadel, acquiring the occasional 4th and 3rd Class worlds to speed up the Ether profits.

This Goblin King's memories of its home world gradually fade away as 2000 years pass.

The reason it ascended to this realm becomes a mystery, and it lives out the rest of its days bullying and killing lower lifeforms of its own race, surveying its zones, and swinging around its Soul Weapon that it proudly purchased with its first thousand years of profit.

That is, until one day, the mindless tasks of surveying its slaves take an unfathomable turn for the worst.

A human breaks into its zone.

All humans are good for is labor and solving fancy puzzles. None of them can ever defeat a Goblin King in a fight...

However, on this day, in mere minutes, thousands of years of domination are brought to an end by a pair of hot fists and a human whose skin can't be pierced.

After millennia of mindless agony, inflicting pain on others because it knows it will never reach its ultimate goal, the Goblin King's mental torment is finally burned away.

Everything goes white.

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My head sears with the blow-by-blow memories of the mental attack I sent forth on this Goblin King. I let out yells as my physical senses are battered by green divine threads with so much weight and pressure I feel like I too will be crushed into nothingness if I don't act fast in the next few milliseconds.

In the vastness of my mind, the 167 planets float before me with all their glory.

The Goblin King's home world floats right beside my human world. These two planets have the most prominent and abundant life on them.

Both have a similar number of awakened, roughly half a billion. However, the strength of the average awakened on this goblin world is over five times, making the average overall level about 250.

My inner gaze shifts to the other seven 3rd Class worlds now floating behind these two.

Four of them have prominent life on them as well, all of them goblin civilizations. They range from 50 to 300 million links of loyalty each. Their average awakened strength is close to the human world I come from, with the average of all awakened being about level 50.

Three of the other 3rd Class worlds are in utter decline, with less than 10 million links each remaining.

There are 22 4th Class worlds, with only half of them having significant life on them, averaging 100 million links each on their thriving worlds, with level 15 average awakened. There are single-digit awakened beings on these planets that ever surpass level 500.

Finally, the 5th Class worlds—136 of them—float behind all of the others. Only one-third still have abundant life on them, but their links of loyalty range from 100 to 300 million per planet. The average level on these worlds is about level 5. It is extremely rare to see any beings on these planets surpass level 100.

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With all this information surging into my mind, and my body rapidly deteriorating, I make the split decision to forcefully use my Rising Emperor's Domain and steal 60% of all the stats available to me on these worlds.

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