From underground, a second vibration came.
Dong.
This time, Sophie clearly felt it. She abruptly lowered her head. It was not the World Tree. Something was moving below, and there were many of them.
She immediately closed her eyes, and her consciousness extended downward along the roots beneath her feet, through the old altar, through that enormous contaminated root, and deeper still.
Soon, she "saw" a passage.
It was not a normal underground route used by the elves, but an enormous passage forcibly carved out along the area near the World Tree's root. Many parts of it still bore traces of erosion by corrupting power, and at this moment, dense silhouettes were continuously advancing through the passage.
Sophie did not react at first. Only when she clearly saw those figures did she realize what they were.
Goblins...
