Just to kill the goblins, such a huge loss was caused.

"Why?" Gray was silent for a moment, and finally uttered three words.

"Do you know the Goblin Demon?"

Claire didn't answer immediately, but asked a question in return.

"Goblin Demon?" Gray gave him a strange look. "That ridiculous story? You've heard a little bit about it, right?"

Claire stood up, put her hands behind her back, and narrowed her eyes:

"Rumor has it that the Goblins are the strongest race in the universe!"

"Under the leadership of the Goblin Demon God, no one dares to mess with the Goblin clan!"

"But they also incurred the envy of the gods! They united and led all races to fight against the Goblin Demon God!"

"The gods will not allow a goblin to become a god!"

"The Goblin Demon God sacrificed himself to protect the Goblin clan from extermination."

"But the goblins who survived were still cursed by the gods and became the lowest race!"

"Rumor has it that the Goblin Demon God is merely asleep, not dead! Every hundred years, a glimmer of hope for his return appears!"

Gray listened to Claire's words, seemed to react, and looked at him with some confusion:

"You, you didn't think a Goblin Demon God would appear in the Valley Forest, did you?"

Claire looked at Gray seriously and said, "I wasn't sure before, but now I think there's maybe a 1% chance!"

"You, are you overthinking it?" Gray asked with a frown.

Claire shook her head and took out a token from her hand.

When Gray saw the token, he trembled and stood up suddenly:

"Fuck! Are you crazy?"