Odom sighed, "No, my king, hatred does not matter. What matters is the survival of our Goblin Forest Clan. Meeting you was the greatest fortune of our clan. I believe that you will lead my clan members to their future. Bury me in our new home. I want to watch my clan multiply and prosper. My king, great king, thank you, thank you." Tears streamed down his old face, and Odom's voice grew fainter and fainter. Finally, with a faint smile on his lips and his eyes slowly closing, he passed.
There was silence, death-like silence. The goblins in the innermost circle were the first to kneel, followed by large groups of goblins, all kneeling down. Odom, this venerable elder, had finally given away the last vestige of his life for his clan and left this world entirely.
Ji Dong slowly stood up holding Odom's body, his lips tightly pressed together. Ah Jin had also arrived, silently standing behind him.
