Barbarossa could not understand why his mental defenses kept declining when there was clearly nothing wrong with his means of defending them.
Just as he could not understand why this human possessed such power despite having an extremely low Train Level, as assessed for an existence known as a "Train Conductor."
This could not go on.
Once his mental strength fell to the critical point, even if he did not die, he would lose his ability to fight.
"Stop him!"
The Goblin God's voice exploded inside Barbarossa's mind.
Divine power surged!
His body frantically absorbed the dark golden motes coming from "everything" in every direction.
Higher, higher, higher-!
He had to end this battle before his mental strength fell to the critical point.
Then there was only one last method left.
"Barbarossa, my outstanding child, king of the Goblin Heroes, after today, your name will be remembered forever in Goblin history. Now, offer up your life."
"As you command, my god."
Barbarossa reversed the cross-shaped sword in his hand and plunged it into his own abdomen.
No blood flowed.
A black opening appeared in his abdomen.
"Aah!!!"
Pain.
The memories and souls of countless Goblins merged with him.
Dark golden radiance began to shine from that black opening.
The sight resembled Hunt with Transcendence Mode activated.
[Hero King · Barbarossa]
The Goblin prefix disappeared.
His skin gradually turned white, and the golden armor on his body slowly cracked.
[Level: 12] [Divinity: 30%]
The Goblin God had paid dearly, pouring half of its own divinity and divine power directly into Barbarossa's body.
Combined with his own strength and the vast quantities of dark golden motes he had absorbed.
At this moment, he reached the pinnacle of his Goblin life.
Only now did he truly qualify to fight