Chapter 164: World-Class Artifact?

Agatha's eyes narrowed slightly, her face exuding a charming expression.

But a fleeting killing intent flashed across her eyes.

The aura emanating from this Goblin was unusual.

This kind of aura was something she had only ever sensed from her brother.

How could a mere Goblin possess such a powerful aura?

“Goblin, if I win, how about you become my mount?”

Agatha looked at the Goblin not far away with a smile.

Although the Goblin was strong, Agatha did not think she would lose.

Hearing this, Li Meng frowned slightly.

What was going on?

In the future timeline, Iron Mask refused its duel challenge.

And Iron Mask's refusal led to a sharp drop in the morale of the Demon Army.

The cause and effect of the Demon Army’s morale collapse had already appeared.

Even if the Life Simulation System's predicted future information was incomplete,

The female Lizardman in the future timeline shouldn’t exist.

“Could it be that the future has already changed without me realizing it?”

Recalling his experiences over the past year, Li Meng wore a contemplative expression.

He hadn’t done anything this year.

Since returning from the Black Mountain Marshlands, he had stayed in the Throne Tribe.

Although he had visited the Water Slime Lake,

He hadn’t done anything.

“System, begin Life Simulation!”

[Life Simulation begins]

[Ghost Beastman “Agatha” has accepted your challenge]

[You defeated Agatha and gained the recognition of the Demon Race]

[The Demon Race hopes to form an alliance with you to face the human threat together. You agreed.]

[Your tribe thrives, and your territory expands to the entire Goblin Forest.]

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[One day, a centaur messenger arrives at the Throne Tribe.]

[You travel to the Southern Wasteland Demon Race headquarters to attend the council.]

[Please make the following choice]

[1. Agree to join the Demon Race in invading the Irisis Principality.]

[2. Refuse the Demon Race’s proposal.]

It changed. The future timeline had completely changed!

Where was the Ratmen Tribe's threat?

Could it be that the Ratmen Tribe no longer existed in the future timeline?

A trace of confusion flashed through Li Meng’s eyes.

What was going on?

Why had the future timeline changed inexplicably?

The brand-new future timeline left Li Meng a little at a loss.

Only now did Li Meng realize something important.

That was, his understanding of the Life Simulation System was not as complete as he had thought.

“Option one!”

Li Meng had no interest in destroying humanity.

But the humans’ crystals must be destroyed.

This world was beautiful, and Li Meng did not want it to collapse within a thousand years.

Though he might not live that long,

Some things had to be done from the very beginning.

[You accepted the Demon Race's proposal and mobilized to attack the Irisis Principality.]

[You returned to the tribe and began preparations for the invasion of the Irisis Principality.]

[One day, you received a message from the Demon Race.]

[The Demon Army has already assembled and will attack the Irisis Principality from the Ogre Mountain Range.]

[You gathered the Goblin army, sailed downriver, and landed in the Twilight Forest.]

[You attacked Twilight Town.]

[You successfully captured Twilight Town, plundering many humans.]

[You led the Goblin army further north.]

[You advanced with the Goblin army into the Dusk Mountain Range.]

[You besieged the Dusk Valley fortress “Cross Fortress.”]

[You died. Your Goblin army was completely annihilated.]

[Life Simulation ends, score: 80]

“What? I died just like that?”

What was the cause of death?

Did human reinforcements arrive?

Or did some strong individual appear?

The extremely fragmented information made Li Meng’s mouth twitch.

At least in previous death crises, the reason for death was given.

This time, he just died out of nowhere.

[Due to the influence of a world-class artifact, the predicted future timeline will be full of variables.]

Another message popped up.

It was delayed for over ten seconds before appearing.

“World-class artifact?”

Li Meng frowned slightly, muttering to himself.

Could it be some kind of powerful magical equipment?

[Please make the following reward choice]

[10 points consumed per +1 level increase]

[1 point consumed per +1 attribute point]

[20 points consumed per +1 Luck increase]

[10 points consumed per +1 “Stone Bullet” skill level]

[100 points consumed per +1 “Elemental Affinity” skill level]

[10 points consumed per +1 “War Stomp” skill level]

“Increase the level!”

[80 points consumed, level +8]

The familiar searing pain struck again.

Right before Agatha’s eyes, the Goblin’s body suddenly swelled.

It looked as if he had entered a berserk state.

His muscles bulged, his whole body crackling with sounds.

His physique expanded by an entire circle before finally stopping.

But the pain subsided, and Li Meng grinned.

He pointed at Agatha with the large iron rod in his hand.

“Alright, if I lose, I’ll be your slave. But if I win, you have to bear me a baby Goblin!”

This female Ghost Beastman’s status within the Demon Race was not simple.

If he made her a slave, the subsequent alliance might cease to exist.

This was probably what the system meant when it said the future timeline was full of variables.

And the variable was himself.

At some turning points that could change the future timeline, he had to make the right decisions.

“Pfft!”

Li Meng’s demand made Agatha laugh uncontrollably.

She stepped forward a few steps and drew a massive ghost-hand sword from the ground.

“Alright, it’s a deal!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Agatha’s face turned cold.

Her aura surged, and her right hoof stomped forward.

With a “boom,” a shockwave burst forth.

Agatha’s figure flashed and vanished instantly.

“So far away?”

Agatha’s sudden disappearance startled Li Meng.

To use the “Instant Flash Charge” skill at such a distance…

“Where is she?”

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from the right.

Agatha’s figure appeared suddenly.

The massive sword in her hand slashed toward Li Meng in a sweeping arc.

Li Meng grinned and planted his large iron rod firmly into the ground.

“Clang!”

A metallic clang resounded.

Agatha’s sword was effortlessly blocked by Li Meng.

The massive sword left no mark on the iron rod.

To be precise, the iron rod in Li Meng’s hand was no longer just an iron rod.

It was a Mithril Rod, forged from mithril.

Since returning from the Black Mountain Marshlands, Li Meng had taken some mithril ore to the Water Slime Lake to conduct a few experiments.

The experiments proved that the silver ore discovered in the Iron Cavern was indeed mithril.

Extracting and shaping mithril was incredibly simple.

Just submerge the ore in water, and the mithril could be easily broken apart.

Then, create a sealed mold and pour the liquid mithril into it.

After using fire to dry the Water Slime’s mucus, the liquid mithril would harden.

And so, a massive iron rod weapon was formed.

The enormous recoil made Agatha’s expression change.

She hadn’t expected the Goblin’s reaction to be so fast.

And his strength was truly astonishing.

The iron rod, merely planted on the ground, could easily block her strike.

Agatha retreated a step and swung her sword again.

Li Meng also swung the iron rod to block once more.

For a while, the two of them wildly swung their weapons at each other in front of the two armies.