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Chapter 38: The Poor Victims of War

"That is?" Crownpiss, who had just arrived and had no understanding of the battle situation, discovered a new mistake of hers - not confirming the situation with the big goblin before taking action.

But it was not too late to remedy the situation. Crownpith called the big goblin to her side.

"Dajiang, what's going on? I know they're not of our kind. Judging from the location and current situation, they're elves. We're not elves. Why are they looking for a bunch of elves to come here?" Crounpisi whispered.

Dao. The situation in front of her made Crownpis feel uncomfortable, but not to the point of losing her calm.

"Don't the elves also meet the requirements of the objects that Pisi wants to breed? We have encountered them once before, and they are really more vigilant this time." The big goblin's eyes widened, and it seemed that he didn't know about Crounpisi.

Actually have doubts about this.

"Ugh... It was my mistake for not clarifying the range of races. I'm sorry." Crounpis was thinking about how to deal with these elves, when suddenly——

Among the several "human flesh fences", about 30% of the "human flesh fences" were suddenly cut into several sections by the demihumans and elves behind them!

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"Dean!" Oral watched helplessly as his only best friend was chopped apart on the "Human Fence" next door, along with other elves who were not very familiar but were considered compatriots, but he did nothing.

No.

Oral is now unable to protect himself.

He now had to look away from his dead friend and look at the opposite camp.

The goblin wearing a weird star-and-striped costume walked over step by step, with flowers on her head (the mimic hat has been reverse-summoned, and its share has been given to the undead tree goblin Granbell). This is a characteristic of most dryads.

We're not elves at all! Is this why we were made into "human flesh fences"? That's totally wrong!

But he can't say anything now.

Although there is no detection magic, Oral feels that the goblin is very strong. The general tree goblin cannot stay away from the tree body. The longest distance between the body and the goblin is directly proportional to the age and strength. It is surrounded by wasteland and only quite ordinary shrubs.

There were no trees and grass, and there were no trees that could be called a plant-type monster. The fairy must have been quite far away from the main body.

In addition, the appearance of the short staff in the hand should be enough to rival the secret treasures in the Elf Kingdom's treasure house, rather than just something with no appearance. Also, the clothes are very thin, but with such a weird style, it should be quite advanced magic.

Equip it. Your opponent is a magic caster, so this outfit makes sense.

If they dare to come alone, they at least have higher self-confidence than the average hero field, and maybe their strength can rival their king.

Eh? That strange goblin stopped because the elf was killed? Call the green-haired goblin to come together to discuss countermeasures? It seems that the dryads care about the elves more? After all, there are some dryads living there in the elf kingdom.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Oral's heart, and he had to think like this. If he didn't think too much, his spirit would definitely die!

The weird goblin dressed in stars and stripes put away his short staff. It was unclear where he had put it, and he continued walking.

"Disarming is not enough! Back off! Back off!" He heard the demi-human behind him yell.

He also heard various rustling sounds of people preparing magic.

The strange goblin who was less than thirty meters away stopped, reached into the black crack that appeared out of thin air, and took out a giant sword that was taller than his height!

What a mysterious sword, as if it was made from a piece of the night sky, eh? Isn't this characteristic one of the four magic swords held by the black knight of "Thirteen Heroes"? No matter how much you try to imitate it, it's impossible to imitate it.

The material is copied.

What does that mean? Do you have to give up magic and use a sword to fight at this distance? Even if it is a magic sword, the physical fitness of the magic caster...

The magic sword began to overflow with dark energy, just like the night sky was expanding, and the shape of the sword was completely invisible. It seemed as if some vine-like flexible branches had grown out of the hands of the weird goblin and wrapped around the hilt of the giant sword. Is it for a firm grip?

?That sword may be too heavy for the goblin.

What is she going to do!

Oral's eyes widened, and he had to give up in his heart, because it was not strange for the other party not to save him. He could only pray that he would not be hit by the goblin's attack when the battle started, and pray that before he was killed, he would be behind him.

The demi-humans will be killed.

"This is the magic sword that once destroyed a (Goblin) kingdom! Who is your representative! If you don't want to be swallowed by the dark power, get out of here!" the weird goblin shouted.

What a joke! Even the magic sword of the "Thirteen Heroes" cannot destroy the kingdom! Oral understands the role of the current gesture, so he may not be able to find a better gimmick!

"Impossible! What on earth is that?"

"Even if this guy of this color has the power to match that blue one, he can't face our army and the gathered heroes..."

"Do you want to retreat..."

"Shut up, there's no other way but to fight! There's no other way!"

"Yes! Even if that guy has overwhelming power, he should be tired. Besides, they still worry about the hostages."

Look, that's it. The next step is to see who is willing to go up and become the cannon fodder that consumes the goblin's physical strength and magic power. Oral thought so.

In response to the weird fairy, a large number of magic and other long-range attacks were released!

First, soil rose up from the feet of the weird goblin, binding the goblin's body. Then all kinds of lightning strikes, flames, winds, stones, etc. flew out from everywhere in the demihuman army! There were even a few fourth-level ones among them.

And fifth level magic!

A small area centered on the weird goblin was shrouded in various flashes and explosions for several seconds.

Immediately afterwards, amid the explosion and flash, the darkness suddenly expanded, soaring into the sky! Is it a thousand meters away?

I saw the weird goblin raising his hand, and the branch growing out of his hand had grown to a huge size, wrapping around the huge sword hilt. Above it was the sky-high black light pillar that was originally a giant sword. Maybe it could really destroy the kingdom.

The strange elf's eyes were on Oral's side. To be precise, it was the demihuman army behind him: "It's not bad for a demihuman. This is the phalanx without magic casters."

Oral breathed a sigh of relief. The demi-human seemed to be restrained by the jet-black beam of light rising into the sky. The first priority in annihilating the enemy was usually the magic caster, so he would be safe.

The dark beam of light fell down!

Oral could no longer hear the screams and frightened escapes of the demi-humans after that. He was swallowed up by the darkness, and his companions around him and the demi-humans behind him evaporated to the point where not even ashes were left. He didn’t understand why, the sacrifices

Is it on your side?

(to be continued)


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