This is the fourth day after the arrival of the Moon Beast. Perhaps because of his gloomy nature, he has never left the palace hall. He silently recovered from the severe injuries caused by the journey to the plane, and then waited for Valkyria St. Odysseus.
The summons of Master Fanke (Rikka) leads to a decisive battle with the Hunter Plane.
"Lord Moon Beast is a distinguished guest of our Goblin clan. To put it bluntly, if we offend him, we, the Goblin clan, will be in bad luck."
"Meet all his demands. Since I can't resist, I should accept it earlier. I want to survive first, and then think about how to resist, for a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, maybe even longer."
Goblin King Thrall Apollo ordered softly, and then raised his hand to close the metal door. Although he was a monarch, he did not have the arrogance that a monarch should have, and he seemed to understand human nature very well.
The goblins are a group that is only interested in profit in the eyes of the world. Compared with the top experts, the world cares more about the technological products of the goblins.
However, the world also has to admit that the goblins are the most tolerant and hate provoking powerful beings that they cannot control.
From the former dwarves and orcs, to the poisonous wolf Managalm, and then to the space attack array exchanged from Boom. It can be said that Sal Apollo is the best goblin king and the most flexible.
The overlord of one side.
The servant had no choice but to agree after hearing this, but he was secretly secretly saying that the Goblin King was obsessed with magic experiments all day long. Instead of killing his enemy, he actually treated him as a guest and gave up his place in the palace hall.
However, they did not see what was going on inside the metal door. Clan Mother Vilodis (Mother of the Goblin Clan, wife of Thrall Apollo, great fire mage, holder of the magic baton (one-handed staff)
), and Karl (the only son of the Goblin King) were sitting cross-legged, with wisps of psychic energy fluctuations spreading out from their bodies.
In times of crisis, the Goblin King is not stupid enough to trust any servants. Only his wife and son are the help he can rely on.
He felt that as long as he could understand the other party, he would have a chance to defeat the other party. As for the time issue, Sal Apollo did not care, but was happy that the other party took it lightly day by day during that long period of time.
At noon, the palace chef groveled into the hall, followed by several skilled cooks.
"Greetings to Lord Moon Beast, these are the lunches prepared by the goblins for you. I hope you can enjoy them."
"Of course, if you are dissatisfied with anything, you can always raise it and we will naturally correct it immediately."
The chef is completely different from ordinary goblins. At least in terms of conversation and behavior, he looks more like a nobleman than the green-skinned dwarf the world calls him.
Pan-fried mushrooms, coriander soup, steamed asparagus, stir-fried snails, and a cup of steaming cocoa. As for other delicacies, they seem insignificant.
In fact, these cooks were originally unwilling to cook delicious food for a foreigner, but the goblin king Thrall Apollo strictly ordered them to satisfy him unconditionally, but they were not disobedient.
The moon beast slightly shifted its gaze after hearing this, but did not take any actual action. However, the originally smiling head chef of the goblin tribe and all the cooks were all stunned on the spot.
It was noon, and the palace hall should have been very bright, but now it was plunged into endless darkness. Those were the eyes with flowing silver light. The moon beast had indeed started his lunch, but the lunch was not some kind of mushrooms and
Stew meat, but seven or eight goblin cooks.
"Sure enough, the taste is too bad. Tell Apollo that I don't need these things, but I am very interested in the 'magic crystal' in his mouth."
"Also, I don't like to be disturbed by others. If I dare to disturb you for no reason next time, your goblin tribe will surely perish because of this. Believe me, I have the ability."
The palace hall returned to normal again, except that apart from the moon beast, there was only a frightened goblin cook left.
Let alone any response, it was difficult to even maintain rationality. The cook didn't know how he left the palace, let alone how to explain the actual situation to the Goblin King.
It was an illusion of being completely powerless to resist, a helplessness that the other party could easily crush me, but I could only endure silently.
"Useless stuff, I can't even repeat a few sentences clearly."
"I offer the other side artificial dragon crystals and hundreds of high-grade artificial magic crystals every day. If the other side continues to be aggressive, it will be a dead end for both sides. They will all die anyway."
Goblin King Thrall Apollo impatiently opened the metal door and gave the order. However, his body was covered with metal pipes, and the solution that occasionally dripped was actually fluorescent.
Originally, Thrall Apollo planned to hide some trump cards. After all, the Flowing Light City in the Land of Shadows was too powerful, and there was no way it would invade the Rusty Plains one day in the future.
Therefore, his internal organs, which were mixed with the blood of the poisonous wolf Magna Galm, and several rare minerals were fused into a skeleton, but they were never used.
But this time, when facing the moon beast, Sar Apollo did not dare to hide any means. In his eyes, the worst result was that the goblins would be slaughtered and the millions of years of foundation would be burned to the ground.
In the eyes of the world, Goblin King Thrall Apollo preferred to hide in a secret room and conduct magic experiments instead of fighting bloody battles like most of the top experts.
But only those who really know him know that the reason why Sal Apollo chooses to show himself as a "disabled person" is because he is simply too lazy to walk on his own. Very few people understand his moves, or can see his moves with their own eyes.
All died.
"Originally, this sword was prepared for Boom and his party, but now it seems that it will be sacrificed in advance."
"Is there an existence that surpasses the level of ancient ferocious beasts? I am 70% sure to strangle the opponent, but the sword still needs time to be unsealed."
Goblin King Thrall Apollo said softly, and then the metal door closed again. Perhaps because of the new body, through his chest, a half-meter-long short blade was faintly visible. The light emitted by the short blade
The spiritual energy fluctuations far exceed those of ancient ferocious beasts.
You must know that the goblins also inhabit a foreign continent, so it is reasonable that Thrall Apollo's weapons can be supported by his own flesh and blood.
Moreover, after hundreds of years of nourishment, that short blade could actually swing a blow that threatened the moon beast, but it was only one blow.
Sal Apollo is waiting, waiting for the other party to make a mistake or reveal some flaw. Otherwise, no matter how unreasonable and arrogant the other party is, he will choose to tolerate it.
As for the Moon Beast, he will start devouring a large amount of man-made magic crystals starting today. Although it cannot satisfy his appetite, it can speed up his recovery.
The palace hall was always shrouded in darkness, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the underground world was still shrouded by the black moon. The moon beast had no interest in making friends with the goblins, and simply occupied the other's lair like a thug, and the core furnace of the moving castle was also
Therefore it no longer rotates.
Waiting, he is waiting for the summons of Lady Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vanke (Rikka), waiting for the Hunter Plane to come, and waiting for himself to fight bloody battles in the name of a lower-level person in the Realm of Nothingness.
"Lady Valkyrie St. Odyssey Vanke (Rikka) must also be staring at the same moonlight. This is my honor, and it is the reason for me to continue fighting."
Moon Beast's voice echoed in the palace hall, and he was seen crushing more than a dozen man-made magic crystals, and wisps of spiritual energy fluctuations were quickly swallowed up. Those silver eyes became deeper, and the darkness became more intense, even
Distorted space.
As for the carefully prepared delicacies, Moon Beast was not interested and had no intention of tasting them.