**Eskeechh!!!**
Screams and screeches echoed out as a vast number of goblins fell to their deaths, eventually becoming crushed under millions of pounds of rubble.
Following such an action was the flooding of Azmond's vision with pop-up screens.
*Ding!* *Experience +2000*
*Ding!* *Experience +200*
*Ding!* *Experience +600*
*Ding!-*...
*Ding!* *You have leveled up!*
*Ding!- Yo-*...
....
Tens of thousands of goblins had died in such a simple movement made by Azmond, as he observed the seemingly unlimited number of notification pop-ups envelope his vision.
"..."
He would normally be in quite the merry mood upon gaining so many pop-ups; however, these Goblins Ancestors soured his mood to such a degree that he didn't even feel like looking at the pop-ups right now. All he wanted to do was torture these two clowns to death.
