"My King" a black figure appeared in front of Skrevin, who was preparing to dress in ceremonial clothes for the approaching ritual.

"Did you come to tell the good news?" Skrevin turned in front of him, waiting for an answer from him.

"No, I came to tell the transplant status of the transplant unit"

"I guess it's delayed" Skrevin knew right away what it was about.

"True. The unit was forced to retreat because they fell into an Island eater orbit. They went straight into the territory of the True Roccs that nested on the beast, but luckily no heavy damage was done.

"It's unfortunate, but for transcendence, time is meaningless. We can wait."

"And what about the scout who managed to escape? Did you manage to catch him?"

"No king, the crew sent along with the airships to stop the scout who escaped failed, he managed to escape and sneak into the stormy area, we lost track of him there"

"How much does he know?"

"I think apart from our existence that now the world seems to know, I do not think more than that"

"We who should not take unnecessary risks" Skrevin turned towards the large window where he was looking out at the great tunnel, where the goblins had forged and built airships, ready to defend themselves, at any cost.

"Although this area is extremely dangerous, especially during this period, the scout will not be able to survive. And even if it is, I do not assume that he will be able to get out of there without any physical harm," the king said:

"But if he succeeds, we need to move on if the last step as soon as possible. Informed all teams to expedite the preparations, and for the transplant unit to try to find a way around."

"Yes, my king" and the black figure disappeared into the shadow.

Right after that, Skrevin came out of the palace accompanied by his guards, straight to the surface. There he sees some goblins practicing firearms, hitting most of their targets, and others practicing their shadow magic. Even though it impressed him, he did not come to see the army training. He and his guards advanced straight into a large, flat area of land, where goblins roamed in preparation for the final stage. He watched as some of them dug a little into the ground, filling it with the white material that had been stolen from him in a secret operation. Suddenly from the side came a different goblin from the rest of those who worked to create the circle.

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"Good to see you here my king" The goblin wore black clothes that covered his whole body, symbolizing the darkness with which Annihilator brings: "What brings you to the surface?"

"I wanted to see how everything progresses, and I'm pleased with all the progress I've read so far."

"Good to hear this" he turned to the sides and called for some of the priests to bring him. They reacted immediately and with him, he sees that he is carrying with him something resembling the transparent-light blue body of an animal that looks like a nightmare.

"It's not a problem" one of them noted: "But it seems that the attacks of the radioactive mana creatures continue to climb and become more submissive" the other noted.

"How dangerous do you think it will be until we start the ritual?" Skrevin asked

"Alone, it's dangerous. Some of the soldiers who tried to confront them died of radiation poisoning. But with the help of Master Shadow's subjects, the attacks manage to be eradicated before they cause damage."

"Keep it up, nothing must stop the ritual. Defend in life to see it ready."

"In the name of Annihilator, it will be done" everyone said and continued their words as they dragged the creature's body away from it. Suddenly Skrevin continued to cough up blood from his mouth. He knows he does not have much time, and he is afraid that he will not get to see everything happen. He sits down for a moment in a safe place and remembers hearing stories about before the disaster:

"Before the disaster, there was a thriving city, with a world wonder of a magnificent shipyard where they could take an airship and fly around the island, one might say paradise. But some envied their success until it permeated one of their friends: the Resurrection. Their friends and enemies for the days to come created a new weapon and with it, they decided to give some of them as a gift. They called these weapons "atom bombs" and gave them in a solemn ceremony symbolizing their unity.

But what we did not know was that they hid a trap there and as soon as they returned to their island, they activated them. As a follow-up to the festivities, some began displaying airships on another unruly island, witnessing the horror of the smoke mushrooms created, destroying the city. Everyone who lived there was wiped out of existence and every building built there was razed. All but one, his ancestral ancestors, the first Skrevin. They found him burned all over his body, but still standing and telling that he had met the god Annihilator. He is the one who will command him to prepare for his coming, as a price for the one who saved him. "Since then, his and later my dynasty is the one that controls all the goblins that have survived but at the cost of blood that the effects of that fateful day are etched on their blood."

"I, Skrevin the IX, will get to see the day we succeed in keeping God's command" he declared while the other guards saw him, not understanding what had happened, so he continued to cough up blood.

"I think you should come back, we need to check how bad it is." one of the guards said, and together, they advanced back to the underground palace.

"Hear me, this day will come, and with it, I will avenge the wrath of all those who have been wiped off from the earth!" he thought to himself as he descended to the earth.