Why can't humans do it too?

Want to die another way?

The capital of the goblin race is where the goblin race's power is strongest, and it is also the place where the creator of the entire goblin race, the divine race—Okan—exists.

Divine Seed...

Simply reciting those words in his mind was enough to make Suer's heart sink to its deepest depths.

He had never actually seen any of the divine races, but just from the fact that the goblin and forest elf races were so powerful that they were like monsters, he could imagine what kind of great power the divine races that created them must possess. To them, perhaps the goblin and forest elf races, which were incredibly powerful in Sul's eyes, were nothing more than kittens and puppies created to relieve their loneliness.

After all, if the maximum power possessed by a divine species is only 1, then how can a species with a power exceeding 1 be created?

In such an obvious situation, a mere powerless human and a forest elf who are at war with the same species have arrived at the enemy's stronghold... Sull doesn't even need to guess what the outcome will be.

Yes, Suer believed that he and Xinke would both die in the goblin capital.

If luck were any worse, it might have happened the moment the submarine stopped and its doors opened.

The two of them would probably be blasted into gas by the goblins, right?

Chapter 47 Arrival

Moreover, according to Suer's aesthetic standards, this light golden-haired forest elf is indeed of superior appearance and figure. If such a beautiful forest elf falls into the hands of the goblins... it might not be a problem that can be solved simply by taking her to the river.

Suer was lost in thought.

Speaking of which, the reproductive methods of these races are unknown. Even though the war lasted for almost an indefinite period of time and each race captured a lot of people from each other, no intelligence has ever recorded any mixed-race children—does that mean there was reproductive isolation?

Suer's strange thoughts wandered further and further away, drifting to completely unrelated places. His gaze also swept strangely over the forest elves on the other side, but he was immediately discovered.

"Oh dear?" With a keen eye, Xin Ke noticed Su Er's furtive glance and said with a smile, "Mr. Monkey, are you thinking about something strange? The few spirits within you are restless, aren't they? You've only rested for a short while and you already have such energy. Even for a monkey, isn't that a bit too energetic?"

"..."

Speechless, to be honest, Suer had no idea how to respond to the elf's overly harsh words.

"...Magic should be able to read minds, right?" Su'er said casually. "I think someone like me shouldn't have any secrets from you."

“Hmm~, magic can do such things,” the forest elf with light golden hair did not deny, “but why should I waste that kind of effort?”

Does this mean that you can achieve your desired goal even without using magic?

Su Er smiled wryly, thinking, "They really are arrogant to an extreme."

He was not good at understanding people's thoughts and could not read the mind of this forest elf like Riku could, but it didn't matter anyway.

"...The speed is starting to decrease," Xin Ke said thoughtfully, raising her hand to rest on the iron wall beside her. "It seems like we're almost there."

Her calm words made Su Er's heart tighten, and he subconsciously looked at the depth count on the screen next to him—107XX, the numbers after which were still jumping rapidly and could not be seen clearly.

The sheer depth of this world sent chills down Suer's spine. According to the distance measurement units he learned from Riku, the distance measurement units in this world were no different from those in his previous life; only the names were different.

Putting aside the absurdly fast speed of the submarine, it means that in just a few hours they have penetrated to a depth of more than 10,000 meters, which is equivalent to being deeper than the radius of the blue planet in my previous life... Earth owes Suer about four kilometers, and Suer has not yet felt any extremely high temperatures from scorching magma or anything like the mantle layer. The largest home of the goblin race is located underground at this depth.

The planet was far larger than he had imagined—but then again, how could a smaller planet possibly withstand the rampage of these races that were more monstrous than monsters? Even the sun had been destroyed in the distant past.

Suer sighed silently.

After glancing at the forest elf who was closing its eyes and seemingly sensing the outside world, Suer pondered for a moment and then simply took off its robe and threw it at the forest elf.

"?"

She used magic as a reflex to freeze the unassuming dark gray robe in mid-air. Although she didn't speak, the look Xin Ke gave Su Er clearly expressed her question.

“Although I think it’s quite meaningless, I still feel that you’re not the kind of person who just sits and waits to die, right? I guess,” Suer raised his hand and made a gesture of putting on clothes, and continued, “Even if I’ve never been to a goblin country, just judging from the style of their airships and submarines, it should be a place where dark colors like gray are the main colors—you’d be too conspicuous if you didn’t wear something.”

The long-haired forest elf was incredibly fair-skinned. Not only was her pale golden hair beautifully highlighted by even the slightest light, but her clothes—well, at least they used to be white—were now torn and stained, which only made her fair skin appear even whiter. To be honest, if she didn't wear anything, Suer suspected that the forest elf would attract the attention of goblins just by standing in the outside world, let alone stealthily conceal her presence.

While there is an option to use magic to conceal one's whereabouts, it's best not to use magic rashly in places like the enemy's lair, where it's hard to say whether there are any detection devices.

“I see, Mr. Monkey can be clever too,” Xin Ke said, easily understanding what Su Er meant. She draped Su Er’s robe over her shoulders, implicitly acknowledging Su Er’s words that she did not intend to sit idly by and wait for death… even if she was alone in the goblin’s lair.

The submarine slowed down even further. Although the terrifying inertia could not be felt due to Xinke's magic, Suer could clearly observe that the submarine had been positioned almost at a parallel angle.

The goblin capital is located in the outside world.

Suer couldn't help but swallow hard. He kept sorting through his thoughts, then couldn't help touching the items in his arms. Finally, he turned to Xin Ke and asked, "Let me confirm again, the great Miss Nirbalian doesn't seem to be planning to rush out and start a massacre the moment the submarine stops and opens the hatch, does she?"

You should be a mage, not a berserker?

“Mr. Monkey, you don’t need to use your shallow and ridiculous thinking to speculate, do you?” Suer couldn’t see Xin Ke’s expression, who was wearing a hood, but could hear the woman’s unique voice mocking him, “My life will not perish in such a lowly place as the gophers.”

"That's good." Automatically extracting useful information from the goblin's words, Suer walked to the spot right next to the submarine's hatch and waited. The angle was now no different from flat ground. "By the way, although I don't quite understand some of the unfamiliar words, my knowledge of the goblin language is still somewhat useful. So if we encounter any emergencies later, please ask the great Miss Nielbaren to lend me a hand?"

Without any hesitation, he sent a request for help to the enemy who had been chasing him not long ago, wanting to take his head. Even Suer himself was amazed at his own shamelessness at this moment.

Now living alone, separated from the settlement, and even more so at a depth of 10,000 meters, Suer feels himself becoming bolder and more uninhibited.

He has not yet reached the limit of his life.

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Forest of Steel

The forest elf sneered without any politeness, his disdain evident in his laughter.

"You haven't forgotten what I said, have you?" Xin Ke made no attempt to hide her mockery. "Or do you think a tattered piece of cloth is enough to be considered a gesture of goodwill to a monkey? You should know that even if I kill you, I can still take everything from you."

"Does Mr. Monkey think I was joking about the Nielbaren family's revenge?" With elegant steps, Xin Ke walked to the other side of the merged ship's door. "Oh, right, perhaps we should also consider your nonsensical reminder from a few hours ago? I'm sorry, but how could a monkey possibly imagine a power as vast as the sky? As the Flower Crown Lord of the Forest Elf race, and the only Eightfold Mage of this era, how could the explosion of a mere flying ship possibly harm a genius like me?"

Forest elves do not need the presumptuous kindness of wild beasts.

Suer remained silent.

The reason wasn't because he heard the series of inexplicable titles from the light golden-haired forest elf, which sounded very impressive but he had no idea how impressive they were, even though he had always thought that the forest elf chasing him was just an ordinary forest elf. Nor was it because of his wasted kindness—what Suer couldn't face was simply Xin Ke's so-called reminder.

Those were the words he uttered in his most instinctive desire when he had not had enough rest for a long time, and after experiencing a series of falls and collisions from a great height, and was even in a state of confusion and disorientation.

He just didn't want to die.

Even subconsciously, the option of keeping one's mouth shut and being buried with the forest elves in the exploding airship never came to mind.

Along with everything before that.

The fact that he has been deliberately avoiding.

If Riku knew, he'd probably be furious by now.

Finally realizing this, Suer laughed self-deprecatingly—at himself who had even betrayed himself.

"...No matter what, Miss Nirbalen, you don't want to die here, do you?" Stopping thinking about these questions, Suer just buried her head in checking the few weapons she had left. "We all just want to survive."

Suer said frankly that a gradually increasing sound was coming from outside the submarine. It was no longer the simple, empty, and unchanging rustling sound when sailing underground, but rather like a never-ending steam hammer forging the world, heavy, steady, mechanical, and slow. The depth count on the other side had also gradually stopped.

There was no answer. The elf simply extended a finger from his wide robe and drew a diagonal line in the air. Sul clearly saw a green ring covered with strange patterns overflow from his body, then scatter into invisible tiny points of light and disappear into the air. The magic that Xin Ke had cast on him was canceled.

The inertia he felt again caused Suer to stagger a couple of steps before regaining his balance. The submarine's speed had now slowed to a level that his body could handle.

In silence, the two waited for the submarine to come to a complete stop, wondering what the world outside the ship's doors would look like, and how many goblin soldiers would be waiting outside.

In this anxious wait, the submarine finally came to a stop after a slight tremor.

The journey has come to an end.

“Mr. Monkey?” It was Xin Ke speaking, her voice still very sweet, even though Su Er had clearly realized that the forest elf with the long, light golden hair was not as sweet as she looked. “Please remember this well—the pain I have suffered will be returned to you a hundredfold, and this will never change.”

The words he spoke were still death threats that were not fake at all, but Suer could only sigh.

"Okay, I understand." Although he knew it wouldn't be of much use, Suer still placed his hand on the dagger at his side. "By the way, stop calling me 'monkey'... My name is Suer, let's get to know each other."

"Hmm~ Got it, Mr. Monkey?"

Unwilling to engage in such deliberate arguing, Suer focused his attention on the hatch.

The door opened.

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A perfect city, just like the fantasy of Sur.

To be honest, if he wasn't very clear about his identity as an intruder (even though he posed no threat at all), Sull would have been so excited that he wanted to shout.

So handsome.

The cities the goblins built were so cool—he could even find echoes of his past life in them.

Pipes, huge pipes, narrow pipes, pipes within pipes, iron walls surrounding iron walls, and from the circular openings of furnace-like structures rising like towers, beams of emerald green light shot out, disappearing not far into the air. Even every breath of air was scorching hot.

Interspersed among the dense network of pipes in the sky are many facilities that are probably where the goblins live and work. The irregularly shaped windows emit twinkling lights, and small ships occasionally whiz by in the air. Countless brilliant light sources shine in the darkness. This is a steel forest, exuding the industrial civilization atmosphere that Sull is most familiar with.

Even though there were still many things that were vastly different from what he had seen and heard in his previous life, Suer was so excited that he clenched his hands, as if he had traveled through time once again.

But everything relentlessly tells him—you can never go back.

No matter how similar they are, no matter how many memories they evoke, Sull realizes this when his gaze shifts to the very heart of the city.

A colossal pillar of light pierced through the city, reaching from the rocky sky at the top to the steel foundation at the bottom, like a flame that had burned since the beginning of the world. Just looking at it made people want to kneel down, a sense of awe that is the most instinctive feeling of living beings.

“That is the fire of the divine race,” Xin Ke whispered to Su Er, who was also prostrate in this steel corner. “The sign of the creator of the goblin race—the divine furnace.”

"...That's a divine being?" After struggling with all his might to pull his gaze away from that majestic being, Suer took a deep breath and asked softly, suppressing his restless heart.

"How could that be?" Xin Ke scoffed at Su Er's existence once again, denying it without any politeness: "This is at most just a manifestation used to communicate with mortals. How could a monkey possibly understand the way a divine species exists?"

"Whether it is its existence, the scale of time, or the range or definition of language that constitutes its world, none of these can be imagined by any non-divine species. Even destroying this divine furnace is only equivalent to destroying the essence of the forging god that exists in a higher dimension and manifests in a physical way." Perhaps also shocked by such power, Suer heard Xin Ke unconsciously expand his vocabulary.