How much had Goki changed from a novice Hunter who had just arrived in Yharnam and couldn't even defeat crows, to an Old Hunter who could easily slay a Great One?
Goki could no longer remember clearly. He only remembered that Yharnam had been completely plundered by him, dug three feet deep, leaving not even a single blood vial in the villagers' homes.
Everything that could be moved, down to every stitch, was taken—this was the despicable outsider.
Of course, the monsters and items in the Yharnam Dream were infinite, so Goki could never truly empty it.
But before leaving Yharnam, including the Hunter's Dream, the entire Hunter's Dream was filled to the brim by Goki, the hoarder, with a large amount of supplies from his storage chest.
Bullets and blood vials were a given; he always returned to store them once he had twenty. Clothes and weapons, even if not worn, were also put away.
Various precious usable items, such as fire paper, beast pellets, and cocktails, were saved whenever possible. He'd carry at most two or three, happily putting them away, but meticulously taking them out.
He always thought, "I'll use them when I encounter a difficult boss" or "I definitely won't save them in the end." But in the end, when Goki killed the Moon Presence and ended the endless dream, those saved items were still unused.
And the result... "They all fell here—they're back, all of them are back."
Standing on the head of the lifeless giant, looking at the old, heavily rusted, and exceptionally weighty-looking storage chest before him, Goki patted its shell with a touch of nostalgia.
On it, he could still see the number "2" he had specially carved to distinguish it from other storage chests.
This was Goki's lost item, and also the item stolen by the God of Burning Wind.
The God of Burning Wind originally intended to use these items to repair the damage he sustained from past battles.
But in the end, not only did he not get his hands on the items, he completely lost his temper, and at the cost of his prolonged weakness, he decided to strike Goki with full force.
In reality, no normal Great One would behave as foolishly as the God of Burning Wind.
After confirming that their Clone and kin could not defeat Goki, they would decisively withdraw, abandon this power, no longer entangle with this Hunter, and wait for the next opportunity.
But the God of Burning Wind was different; his mind was even more problematic than the mind of the Vacuous Spider Rom!
Even if it meant a mutual loss, this simpleton wanted to hit Goki hard.
The fact that the God of Burning Wind has survived to this day indicates that he is indeed a fierce individual, no, a fierce god, who can achieve victory without needing a brain.
Moreover, it must be said, this kind of pure brute... indeed made Goki feel a bit tricky.
Yharnam had more old schemers than one could count. Goki had been battling wits with these madmen for years, and suddenly encountering a pure brute... it was truly a bit disorienting.
Thanks to the "God of Yellow Sand," who protected Skadi, Goki was able to free his hands and fully utilize "Silent Blank" to expel the power that had infiltrated the world; otherwise, Goki would not have been able to reclaim his power.
And besides that—the immortal Older Sister was truly magnificent.
Previously, Goki always advised other kin and gods to transform into beautiful young women.
Now, a truly beautiful young woman appeared, and Goki could say he was not merely paying lip service; instead, he wanted to bury his face in her and take a deep breath!
"Such great kindness cannot be repaid. I can only wait until I achieve success and return to give Older Sister a chest massage!"
Goki silently made up his mind, even if she was a god, he would show her his resolve!
"Kind Hunter!"
However, regardless of the process, the outcome was good. Although Goki didn't know why this immortal Older Sister came here, at least he achieved the purpose of his trip.
Storage Chest number two, in Goki's memory... seemed to have had everything put inside it at some point.
Having a number didn't mean Goki was good at organizing; he didn't care about categorization or arrangement. Storage chests were always filled to the brim, and if he needed to find something, he'd just rummage through everything.
So, Goki could only confirm that this was indeed one of his storage chests. As for what was inside...
"Kind Hunter, I've organized it for you so many times, yet you still put things in randomly. Now look, you have no idea what's inside."
"Look on the bright side, at least now we have the joy of opening a treasure chest—we don't have mimic chests in Yharnam."
Chatting idly with the Nona in his mind, Goki happily pried open the treasure chest before him with the silver sword of his Church Stone Hammer, as if returning to his happy times in Yharnam.
Although Gehrman, the Old Hunter, was still in the Hunter's Dream, for most of the time, Goki and the Nona lived a happy world for two—mostly Goki amusing himself.
However, Goki still had many questions about this battle.
This storage chest in front of him was large enough for Goki himself to lie inside. How did that limb of the God of Burning Wind hide such a large box before?
Furthermore, according to legend, this part of the God of Burning Wind's power had been Sealed within Acahuala's temple a thousand years ago.
How then was Goki's power Sealed along with it?
Goki couldn't answer these questions for now. Perhaps the magnificent Older Sister who just appeared could provide an answer, but she clearly wasn't in the mood.
In fact, Goki felt that this god was even weaker and more exhausted than the God of Burning Wind.
The God of Yellow Sand did not come voluntarily, but was summoned.
She did not hold back at all; she truly could only protect Skadi, leaving Goki to confront the Divine Power of the God of Burning Wind. In the end, she could barely maintain her form and left in a hurry.
Many questions awaited answers, and clearly, Goki couldn't rely on mere conjecture; he needed to understand more information about gods, and he needed more... knowledge.
Click—
The storage chest sprang open, and Goki, looking at its abundant contents, broke into a bright smile.
"I'm rich, I'm rich~~"
Inside the small box were stacks of consumables—blood vials, quicksilver bullets, a pile of fire paper, and many consumables that Goki couldn't even make now.
Black pills emitting a foul odor, a few sedatives, cocktails reeking of blood, grayish-white ashes wrapped in oiled paper... all useful good things.
Of course, besides these exchangeable items, Goki also took out a small, serrated badge.
"Ha, I was wondering why I killed so many pigs and you still wouldn't drop."
Saw Cleaver Hunter Badge
A medal crafted long ago in the workshop, a symbol of the beast Hunter's bravery.
With it, Goki could unlock a new weapon in the Hunter's Dream, which was quite good.
"What a coincidence, I just found blood stone shards, and now the tools are here."
And in a narrow space on one side of the box were two simple, portable small tools with pressing and branding functions.
Blood Gem Workshop Tool
A workshop tool misplaced somewhere in Terra.
Hunters who obtain this tool can strengthen their weapons by attaching blood gems.
Rune Workshop Tool
Rune artisan Caryll, a student of Byrgenwerth, transcribed the inhuman words of the ancient gods, giving rise to what are now known as Caryll Runes.
Hunters who obtain this workshop tool can engrave Caryll Runes into their minds to gain their wondrous power.
Provost Willem was deeply proud of the runes, for they did not rely on the power of blood.
Caryll Runes, a method of enhancement as important as blood gems. Although Goki didn't have any of these currently, getting the installation tool in advance was still good.
However, none of this was the main point.
Most importantly, Goki's storage chest also contained a large amount of semi-solidified blood, stored in bottles, blood as clear as dew.
Coldblood Dew (1)
A cold blood drop containing blood echoes, used to gain blood echoes.
Hunters sustained by the dream gain power through blood echoes; they drink blood with respect and gratitude for the victims.
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This item is equivalent to the money pouches in Sekiro, blood echoes that won't be dropped upon death.
A Rank 1 Coldblood Dew, when crushed, can grant Goki 350 blood echoes, and as the Rank increases, the blood echoes gained from Rank 1 to 3 Coldblood Dew will also continuously rise.
After Rank 4, the cold blood drops will become thicker, turning into "Thick Coldblood," and then every three Ranks will be a tier, the higher the Rank of the monster killed, the higher the Rank of blood dropped.
Even the Great Ones of Yharnam have shed quite a bit of blood!
Previously, whether hunting beasts or Originium slugs, their bodies would occasionally produce these solidified Coldblood Dew, but Goki usually crushed them on the spot and wouldn't save them.
After all, Goki wasn't afraid of dying without spending his blood echoes—he had never died, and he didn't dare to try dying once.
"Sigh, if only this were a box filled with Frenzied Blood, Kin Coldblood, or Great One blood..."
If that were truly the case, tonight, when Goki slept, Skadi probably wouldn't be able to crush his bones.
However, he couldn't be too greedy.
The current storage box was filled with glass bottles containing Rank 1-3 Coldblood Dew, totaling one or two hundred. If all were crushed, Goki could at least gain nearly twenty Ranks.
Of course, these were just the stored items Goki had lost to the God of Burning Wind; a part of his max-Ranked strength was also expelled and landed next to the box.
And suddenly, a fair chin gently rested on Goki's shoulder.
"The people below have already started celebrating, everyone is shouting your name—what are all these things?"
Listening to the earth-shattering cheers from below, Skadi, who had just experienced a life-and-death battle, hugged Goki from behind, resting her small head on his back, curiously looking at his collection.
"These are things that bastard stole from me. If you want to play with them, I'll introduce them to you later."
Patting Little Orca's head, Goki closed the box and looked at several other shimmering objects on the ground beside him.
The first was a smoking skull.
The knowledge left behind by a madman who despised all life, only to pursue the truth he sought.
It contains a corner of the God of Burning Wind's original Spell, and the Spell model might play a crucial role in a certain plan.
"I sense the aura of that Liberi... I don't quite understand him; he seems even harder to figure out than Quintus."
Tapping the glowing skull with her knuckle, Skadi's face was filled with confusion.
She hadn't paid much attention to this Columbian, but his final act of willingly seeking death did surprise Skadi a bit—what kind of simpleton was this?
"Ha, when you try to understand people like him, you've already lost—what a pity, I didn't get to give him the final blow."
Shrugging, Goki had already grown accustomed to lunatics like Parvis. When he slaughtered Micolash, that cage-headed man, he chased him through several streets in the hall.
He pursued truth, sacrificed other people's lives, and eventually lost his own life, so he could be said to have died in his rightful place.
And the problem Goki considered was even more profound than Parvis's.
He was Silence's teacher... So, I can pursue his student?!
Kind Hunter!
Accustomed to the harmless accusations of the Nona doll, Goki then picked up another skull.
Unlike the madman's knowledge, this skull's forehead glowed with a fiercer, fire-like radiance.
A fragment of an ancient deity's wisdom, a creature that can be called a god.
Perhaps, the God of Burning Wind cannot be called "wise," but having lived a long time, he at least has some experience.
Although what exploded was an arm, the fact that a skull was left behind was highly Make complaints-worthy, but Goki was already used to it.
...I'll use it later.
Although the God of Burning Wind, that brainless simpleton, truly had no wisdom, his power was incredibly violent. Goki decided to first recover and strengthen himself, and then try to learn this knowledge.
Then, there was the last trophy.
"Hmm... strange."
Goki picked up a round, somewhat hot Caryll Rune from the ground, engraved with a fiery red mark.
The eternal flame burning in the Southern Burning Wind Scorched Earth, shaped into a Rune by moonlight.
After imprinting, the user can shape flames through imagination.
The ocean is cold, the land is cold, the starry sky is cold. Whenever she closes her eyes, biting cold will surround Her.
Only by burning eternally can a glimmer of light be left in this dark world.
"I don't remember such a Rune... There's my power in this."
Goki's lost power seemed to have transformed into a Caryll Rune, resting quietly in his hand.
Finally gathering all the spoils, Goki let out a long sigh.
His goal in Sargon had been achieved, but compared to the power he gained, what he received was more confusion.
He needed more knowledge to understand this world called Terra, and to understand knowledge... Goki knew where his next stop should be.
"Alright, Skadi, it's time to leave Sargon."
"Mm, okay. Wherever you go, I'll go."
Skadi nodded. By now, having formed a deep bond with Goki, rising from "friend" to "most important friend," she no longer needed to consider too many other things.
"I'm exhausted—Goki! How are you, are you alright? That moment just now scared me to death, I thought something exploded, but then there was nothing—hey, hey, hey, why are you two already flirting?"
And suddenly, Goki, and Skadi who was hugging him from behind, heard a familiar voice beside them.
Gavial flipped and climbed onto the giant, who was already half-kneeling and solidified into a statue. Seeing Skadi and Goki embracing, her tail instinctively slapped the ground.
"You'll have to compensate me well, I've drained my Originium Arts for you—Alright, enough talk, let's start celebrating! Today is the Acahuala people's victory!"
Grinning at Goki, Gavial waved her hand and ran directly in front of Goki, snatching him from Skadi's embrace.
"Skadi, at least for today, can you lend us Goki?"
"Eh, eh eh?"
Behind them, including Tomimi, Zumama, Kmar, and the Little Manticore who was swept along, as well as many Adaklis people, Feranmut, and Liberi with scorched and smoky marks all over their bodies, all climbed onto the statue.
"Alright, the Mavesotia ritual's victor has been decided! The one who defeated the Flame Giant is—Goki and Skadi!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!!"
"Chieftain, Chieftain, Chieftain!"
Accompanied by earth-shattering cheers, the Tiakau warriors, having had enough fighting, rushed over, lifted Goki, who had just put away his trophies, and continuously threw him into the sky.
As for Skadi... although a group of people tried many times, they still couldn't lift her.
For the Acahuala people, they wouldn't bother to dwell on the reasons for this disaster and battle; as long as there was a fight, it made them very happy.
And Goki, in the process of going up and down, looked towards the north of the Rainforest.
Ha... I'll stay a bit longer.
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