Chapter 226: Potential

Chapter 226: Potential

Geth watched from a distance as a few of the men entered the Dungeon. Zolis, Sindri, Blaze, and Filthy were standing with him.

Felix should have already set up an Illusion that would keep these guys from traveling too deep. Zolis let loose a sound of annoyance from beside him.

"Tsk. Can't we just go kill them?"

She couldn't stand the way they were abusing the Direwolves. The one in the back was still being beaten, blood splattering further with each yelp.

"No. Blaze needs to finish undoing the alert on this Formation."

Geth glanced at the Sindri and thought, 'Aside from that, I reaalllyyy don't want to collect all of those Cores. Let them do it.'

He winked at her and went back to watching the Dungeon. Sindri's hands covered her lips to hide her giggle... unsuccessfully.

'What are you two talking about?'

Zolis cut her eyes at both of them. She hadn't been in a good mood since the moment the clearing had come into view.

Geth didn't blame her, but he didn't plan on letting the wolf go through much more. He just didn't want to act rashly and alert whoever had put these Alert Runes in place.

The group they were currently looking at was only a little more than sixty strong. They were made up of around twenty-five Humans, twenty Direwolves, and seventeen Hobgoblins.

Geth found it strange. The Direwolves seemed sickly, while the Hobgoblins looked smaller than usual.

"Geth, do we have any of the Cores from the Direwolves stored? I need to swap these Cores with something more substantial to replace their Runes."

Geth glanced through his storage items.

"Yeah, it won't be a problem. How many?"

"Just twenty. Hit me with a shot of Agility and Wisdom. I'll have this done in about ten minutes."

Geth handed over the Cores and replaced the group's current buff.

"All right, ladies, Filthy. You heard the man, take a breather and be ready once he's done."

"The only other Race that I know would be the Demons, and I'm not sure I wish to meet with them for now," Geth replied.

Albus had explained the situation to him earlier. He understood the "how" but was also lost on the "why."

Not just the Demons, why would any race want to help him? He glanced at the burned paw print on his palm.

The more he learned, the more confused he became. Why did the world have to be so damn complicated?

"Throw all 76 extra AP in Wisdom. We'll push it to 500 before taking Defense and Intelligence to 200."

Albus nodded and did as requested. He knew Geth was capable of controlling most of the Grimoire on his own now, but he appreciated that the man was still allowing him to help.

The truth was, Albus wasn't sure what he could do for him anymore. He'd become more of an encyclopedia than a Grimoire at this point.

'Well, it's a good sign for Humanity, anyway. I still have a lot to teach him.'

Geth's MP jumped well over 10,000, taking him above yet another momentous threshold in such a short time. The Mana in his mental sphere was akin to the great lakes at this point.

'He may very well surpass me before hitting his max potential. Hopefully, there are more like him.'

Albus sighed as he looked through Geth's senses at the nearby enemy. There wasn't time for Humans to be fighting amongst themselves.

There were only a few months until the first merge, and then any Human that wasn't living in a Dungeon or City would be fucked.

Albus tried his best to recall which Races were supposed to come in the first wave but to no avail.

"Alright, Albus."

Geth interrupted his thoughts with a simple wave.

"I'm taking off. Let me know if we've missed something anywhere."

His figure disappeared with a flash of light, leaving Albus standing by Geth's six selves in the center of his sphere.

*Sigh*

"Go get 'em, kid."