An Extra’s POV

"Urgh!"

A putrid odor wafted past Rey's nose as he reached the entrance of the Hobgoblin's base.

The clearing was right before him, and he already felt sick to his stomach.

'Goblins aren't particularly known for their hygiene, but this is on another level…' Rey crinkled his nose and narrowed his gaze.

His heightened perception made it difficult for him to ignore the stench, so he just had to endure it.

'Whatever! Let's just get this over with.'

Rey walked right past the entrance and soon found himself in a clearing.

The hallway had been plenty large enough, but compared to the massive auditorium he now stood in, it might have as well been a tightened compartment.

The expanse was large enough to contain thousands upon thousands of adult humans, with tons more room to spare.

And occupying this space were a horde of Hobgoblins waiting for him.

About three hundred of them.

'It's not surprising, considering how massive this place is…'

Rey thought that, but his eyes still widened at the sight of so many monsters in a single location.

Hobgoblins were a cooperative race, but this number was considerably large for a civilization.

'External factors such as disease, predators, and other things ensure that Goblin populations naturally dwindle.'

Adding that to their short lifespan, and they gave a perfect brew of why there weren't too many Goblins in the world.

'These ones don't have predators any longer, so that greatly improves their numbers…'

The question, however, was what happened to the previous apex predators of this Floor?

Rey only had to look around for a brief instant to know the answer.

His eyes

dog-like creatures—all of them in cages and pens—located in multiple corners of

it was clear

the NightWolves and turned them into their

system, and Rey couldn't help but

around killing their enemies if they got the chance to,

the Orichalcum here,

They were naturally

extremely surprised

and it must have helped protect the Hobs

became the natural conclusion.' Rey

the NightWolves, the

have realized they could use them as an endless source of food. This way, the Hobs won't need to starve or

it, these

yet to do anything about their

Hobgoblins and NightWolves were dumped in a corner and left to

caused Rey to gag. The Hobgoblins

even adapted to like the

sure you've had a good run already.' Rey

could see the hundreds of Hobgoblins draw their Orichalcum weapons

slightly, but he wasn't

they holding off on attacking me? Well, if I had

looked beyond the three hundred

pure Orichalcum was a Hobgoblin that was coated in Nightwolf fur.

that combined the fangs

was fatter than the rest, and

he had access to more food than the rest, hence

Chief, and right now,

from Orichalcum, with a NightWolf Monster Core sitting on top of

harvest Monster

the Hobgoblins would have had the chance of harvesting

NightWolves, Rey could imagine the Hobs possessing thousands of

can have them, it'll be epic as

began to grow more motivated