With the blessing of perspective, Punk saw about six or seven green-skinned monsters hidden in the bush that was one person tall. This is a very common novice monster in the Ferren plane and in online games on Earth - Goblin.

Goblins are related to goblins. Although both history and genes have proved this, no goblins will admit it. After all, although the goblin civilization has declined, the Imaskachi Mechanism Empire at that time has had a prominent reputation in many planes! And Goblins have remained uncivilized since ancient times, so it is no wonder that goblins look down on these "poor relatives".

The goblins are only about the same height as children, with a large eagle hooked nose, a big head that is disproportionate to the body, and wearing a tattered animal fur. They look more like a group of hungry people than robbers. In fact, they do bully the weak and fear the strong, but this does not mean that they are not dangerous.

They have power no less than adults and are flexible and skilled as those of apes. Generally speaking, two ordinary militias are needed to deal with a goblin. The combat effectiveness of these goblins is equivalent to a militia team!

Judging from the location where the Goblin ambush, their original goal should be a group of reindeer who was about to come to the river to drink water in the distance. After all, their short legs cannot be competent for "hunting" such as speed!

However, now this group of little monsters with low IQ fees has obviously changed their target. Their small fists clenched tightly with the stone axe indicate that they are targeting the closer and weaker punk!

But punk is not a weak prey.

He calmly stopped and took out a small piece of rabbit oil from his robe's pocket!

Generally, creatures with IQ 50 or above should choose to avoid immediately when they see the mage taking out the casting materials, but this group of ignorant goblins still think they have not been discovered. They are still looking forward to the "prey" entering some more and launching an assault!

With the three-level assist of casting materials, gestures, and spells, Punk easily released this apprentice-level summoning spell - greasy Technique in less than two seconds.

A large cluster of star oil was created by the soul, and then summoned into reality by the power of magic. A small piece of rabbit oil had disappeared, replaced by a basketball-sized ball of star oil with white light spots. As the last syllable of the spell was completed, this group of star oil was shot in the bush of shrubs hidden in the Goblins under the action of a small catapult array equipped with the spell structure. The speed was not fast, and it was the same as the speed of the slingshot firing stones, which was incomparable to the speed of the sniper rifle-level like a secondary catapult. But even so, it was not something that this group of goblins who were still unknown could react.

The Astral Oil poured the bushes and the goblins inside them into a clear water. The little monsters were startled and they jumped up to leave the bushes, but the smooth Astral Oil quickly made them fall to the ground. They struggled randomly, but they had no chance to get up again!

As soon as the greasy technique was released, Punk began to prepare the next spell. This time the spell he released was the simplest spell in the energy-shaping system - the mini fireball technique.

This spell has extremely low lethality, and its main function is to generate fire, but at this time it uses it to combine it with the greasy technique, which produces huge power.

Since the mini fireball technique is really simple, it took Punk only about a second to complete it. The orange-red table tennis-sized fireball flew out immediately after the greasy technique. Almost as the goblins were slipped, the mini fireball hit the bush covered with starry oil.

The astral oil shining with white light was even more flammable than Punk thought. The entire bush quickly turned into a big fireball, and the rolling black smoke spread on the top of the bush. The astral oil burned to produce a high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees. Even in the morning when the temperature was still low, it caused a circle of sunlight to be produced within one meter of the diameter of the fireball shrub. As for the poor goblins inside... Except for some of the "little firemen" with thick leather armor, they rushed out of the bush and rolled twice on the grass next to them, most of the others only had time to make a creepy scream and turned into a ball of coke.

The fire ignited by the Star Oil burned quickly and quickly. After about a minute, all the flames were extinguished. After all, there was still a lot of water contained in the young plants.

As the remaining wisps of ash dissipated in the wind, the miserable scene on the ground was revealed without any concealment. The bushes were wiped out as early as the beginning of the burning, and now there are only a few cokes left on the ground with barely visible shape.

When Punk saw this, he whistled easily and walked towards the corpses burned into charred. Punk kicked a few pieces of "coke" with the soles of his shoes, but nothing except a few pieces of black stone tools that were roasted.

"Sure enough, this is a real world. It's better not to think about things falling out."

Punk rubbed his shoe soles on a rock by the river, curled his lips with dissatisfaction, and then continued on the road.

Walking downstream along the river, Punk recalled the group of goblin corpses that were destroyed by him. He was surprisingly without any disgusting feeling, and even a faint excitement appeared from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it’s because it’s burned out.”

Punk really thinks this is a good thing, which proves that his mind has adapted to this world where the strong prey on the weak.

Walking along the river, the river water hits the shore. Due to the blue light on the horns of the small fish in the river, the entire river is scattered with blue light spots, and the two suns, one big, one small, one red and one orange in the sky are slowly moving towards the center.

At one o'clock at noon, a village came into Punk's eyes.

This village has the most typical feature of a medieval village - poverty.

There is a circle of fences made of branches of different lengths around the village. The broken fence wall is not so much a defense against wild animals, so it is to draw a boundary for the village. Large areas of irregular and scattered farmland are separated by winding paths. The shacks that are "piled" together are the villagers' houses. Most of the villagers who are farming in the fields nowadays are yellow-faced and thin. If it is night, it is impossible for anyone to believe that they are undead skeletons. Now these villagers are weeding the farmland with wooden farm tools. Next to them, a tall man with a hideous face is patrolling the fields with a whip. When they are working a little slow, they will whip them hard. Most of the farmers here are landlord farmers, and the farming in the Feren plane implements the landlord system.

As the punk entered, some farmers secretly looked at the handsome and handsome punk in their brightly dressed clothes.

However, when they saw the two mage's beautiful objects, the staff in Punk's hand and the robe on their body, they quickly lowered their heads and pretended not to see them and continued to weed. Only a few children turned around and looked around curiously even if they were forced to pull them by adults.

Punk didn't have time to pay attention to the reactions of these villagers. He was a little disappointed when he found that this place was just a dilapidated village, but even the poorest village would have some communication with the outside world. Punk hoped to find out information about the town.

Of course he wouldn't ask these villagers who didn't know a single word, so he waved to the tall man who looked like a dog-legged one.

"Come here and tell me which noble fief of a village is."

Punk said expressionlessly, his voice was not loud or small so that the tall man could hear it.

Just now, the tall and vicious peasant men heard the mage from somewhere greeting him. They were so scared that they were clever and jogging over trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!