"If you hand over the blueprints to me, the remnants of your civilization might still have a chance to see the light of day. But hiding like this, tell me, what does it mean?
Look at what you've created! You call this junk a Giant God Weapon; don't you feel ashamed? If your ancestors could see what you've become today, they would probably scold you as wild goblins and wouldn't even consider you their descendants."
Noah's words at this moment were as sharp as swords, piercing deeply into the old goblin's heart.
Indeed, even within the same era and in the same world, they viewed those akin, surviving in the wild, as wild goblins. So the ancestors living during the Radiant Era would likely view their present state with similar disdain, perhaps even greater contempt.
"This isn't junk, it's just an unfinished Giant God Weapon!"
