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.

eyes twitched a

creatures—all of them in cages and pens—located

their eyes, and it was clear they were monsters, but something about them seemed…

NightWolves and turned

and Rey

unintelligent monsters would just go around killing their enemies if they got the chance to, but

they learned how to use the Orichalcum here, and they launched

to use dirty tricks to win. They were naturally stronger than their prey, so it was a given that they would

surprised by the resistance that the Hobgoblins put

helped protect the

became the natural conclusion.' Rey smiled

NightWolves, the

food. This way, the Hobs won't need

saw it, these

they were yet to

of both Hobgoblins and NightWolves were dumped

gag. The Hobgoblins seemed to be enjoying

nose had even adapted to like the

paradise, but I'm sure you've had a good run already.' Rey

draw their Orichalcum weapons and look at him

but he wasn't letting up because of

are they holding off on attacking me? Well, if

lifted his face and looked beyond the three hundred Hobgoblins

Hobgoblin that was coated in Nightwolf fur. He had a

that combined the

important-looking Hobgoblin was fatter than the rest, and he was much

because he had access to more food than the rest, hence

Chief, and right now, he's

raised the scepter in his hand—a stick made from Orichalcum, with a NightWolf Monster Core sitting on

can harvest Monster

NightWolves, Rey could tell that the Hobgoblins would have had the chance of harvesting a

on how long they had domesticated the NightWolves, Rey

can have them, it'll be epic

began to grow more motivated with