[601-800] THE EVOLUTION OF A GOBLIN TO THE PEAK

Chapter 753: Hall of Power

After becoming an Inner Disciple, Souta learned a lot of things about the Mince Hand. The school was founded thousands of years ago. It was the glory days of the Mince Hand and their forces couldn’t be compared right now. The vast difference made the higher-ups of the Mince Hand sigh deeply.

The declining stage of the school began hundreds of years ago when a war occurred in the Hall Plains. Exactly nine hundred ten years when various organizations attacked the overlord of this land, the Hall of Power. It was a terrifying war that shook the entire region.

Darkness covered the sky as flames and lightning spread destruction.

Millions of experts battled in the land and sky, day and night.

Countless innocent people perished and their blood dyed the entire land in red.

Wails and grief of the dead people turned into malice as a powerful necromancer turned the corpses into undead.

The war lasted for several years. It destroyed more than sixty percent of the entire population of the Hall Plains, leaving it in a crippled state.

The Hall of Power was gone and only those second-rate organizations were left in the Hall Plains. What happened next was worse. Those schools and other organizations scrambled for power. Each of them wanted to become an overlord so they fought and fought until they exhausted themselves.

The group that won was the Imperial Family which was currently in the central area of Hall Plains. While everyone was fighting, the ancestor of the Imperial Family gathered people and stop the never-ending war in their land.

The Mince Hand was one of the organizations that fought for the overlord position. In the end, they lose their high level experts leaving the school to defend for itself.

“So that’s how it is…” Souta closed the book in his hand. He turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman next to him. “Senior Sister, did you find anything?”

Heili looked at him with an apologetic expression. She shook her head and said, “I’m sorry Junior Brother, I can’t find anything about the founding of the school.”

“This is the oldest record in our library. We can’t do anything about it.” Souta shrugged his shoulder.

“Maybe, we can find records in other schools.” Heili suddenly said.

“Other schools?” Souta raised his eyebrows. “Is there any organization that survived that calamity like our school?”

“If I’m not wrong, two from the Hundred Face Alliance had a vast history like our own. Maybe, they preserve information about the events before the war.” Heili placed her finger on her lip as she pondered.

“I see…” Souta nodded.

“Maybe, the headmaster knows something that we don’t know,” Heili added.

That’s for sure. Souta agreed with that. The headmaster should know how the Mince Hand was founded thousands of years ago. There’s also a possibility that the history of Mince Hand disappeared in that war.

Souta stood up. He looked at Heili and said, “Thank you for accompanying me here, Senior Sister. I think we should return now. I have to continue my training.”

“No problem, Junior Brother.” Heili flashed a bright smile.

Souta went back to his residence and quickly entered Saya’s inner consciousness. He started training the [Divine Dark Circulation] to achieve the Third Stage.

As for the [Archetype: Vajra Extremity], Souta left it to Saya to figure out a way for him to reach the higher level. In his hand, this skill was weaker since he didn’t have the right affinity and ability to produce its strongest force. What he could create was simply an imitation of a legendary ability.