Chapter 114 A Small Plan

"Hold on, hold on, don't lose your composure."

"We are your warriors. We are fighting for your glory. Don't be afraid. Go forward bravely!"

The monster appeared too quickly and was too powerful.

But even so, the goblins tried to organize a counterattack.

But there was no other way. They were just a surprise force, so they were naturally strong and well prepared, but the problem was that most of their baggage was still on the airship.
As soon as the monster came out, it destroyed their airship, causing them to lose most of their equipment.

He could only fight the enemy with the weapons he carried with him.

Coupled with the sudden attack and the double consumption, no matter how determined they were, they were defeated quickly.

Looking at the few remaining companions, the goblin's eyes turned red.

It was so proud of itself that it wanted to prove itself, but now it couldn't even get through the door, and it was actually going to be completely wiped out? !

"Ah! Unforgivable!"

He tore off the precious sword oil hanging around his waist and smashed it on the pure white sword.

The pure white sword in the goblin's hand suddenly burst out with dazzling white light.

"The glory of your Excellency is with me!"

The goblin shouted this and jumped towards the monster's tentacles.

With just one cut, the tentacles that had previously been difficult for its companions to hurt were instantly cut off.

It can only fall to the ground and keep shaking.

"Damn monster, die!"

It works!

The sanctified sword oil and the consecrated sword gave the goblin an illusion that he shouldn't have.

As the sword was swung, the monster's tentacles were indeed broken off one after another.

But this is just a drop in the bucket compared to the monster that almost covers the entire surface of the lake.

Finally, after the rest of the people were all taken care of by the monsters.

The goblins, who were trapped in the encirclement, finally discovered the truth.

It can't win.

There are more and more tentacles. Even though it has not seen any other means of attack, this number is already too much for it to handle.

With a snap, the tentacle suddenly pulled his back.

It held on with its tenacious body, but after another snapping sound, its knight's sword was knocked out of its hand by the huge force.

Looking at the knight's sword disappearing in the mountain of meat, even his arm was hit into an extremely strange angle by that blow.

The goblin didn't even have time to scream in pain before he tried to climb up the mountain of tentacles with one hand to take back his sword.

"That is the sword bestowed upon me by my lord. It is my only glory. Give it back to me, give it back to me!"

But it was no use, the monsters couldn't understand the goblins' words, nor did they need to understand.

Its only purpose in being kept here is to kill intruders who repeatedly mispronounce passwords.

Thanks to the Pure White Knight's special armor, the goblin was not strangled as easily as his companions.

But it obviously couldn't last long, because the sound of metal cracking and deforming was extremely harsh in this quiet lake.

"No, no, I can't accept this!"

The goblin was desperate.

It wanted to utter a vicious curse at the monster, but as the tentacles lifted it high up and were about to crush it,

The goblin, who saw the whole picture, suddenly felt fortunate.

Because its entire army had been wiped out and it had even lost its sword, it had no face to continue living after facing the reality.

Being the last soldier to die in a battle when defeat is irreversible is at least acceptable.

It's not that it is incompetent, it's just that the enemy is too powerful.

Listening to the increasingly harsh sound of metal deformation and the increasing sense of oppression.

The goblin could only pray anxiously: "I hope you can forgive my sins."

When the armor was completely shattered, the goblin's body turned into a meat paste and was squeezed and sprayed out.

Feeling the death of the last enemy.

After a brief pause, the endless tentacles returned to the deep water like Tathagata.

After a while, Balin, with a look of surprise in his eyes, opened the door with the dwarves.

With the help of the dwarf, he found that the outside world was in a mess and uninhabited.

As soon as I came out, it was as expected.

It looked terrible outside, as if it had been trampled back and forth dozens of times by some giant beast.

The dwarves also saw corpses and remains all over the ground, as well as the wreckage of an airship floating on the lake.

Of course, there are also several tentacles that were cut off by the goblins.

Seeing this, Balin did not dare to delay and hurriedly dragged these tentacles, closed the door and went back to report.
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With a strong sense of reluctance and a slight sense of relief.

The goblin opened his eyes in the human league.

Looking at the freehand paintings of holy images that filled his room.

The man covered his face in pain.

"My Lord, my Lord!"

"How could I lose everything so easily!"

"I really want to continue following you, sir!"

Although he saved his life, the man knew that he might not have the chance to follow his master.

The crying man did not notice that a strange pattern was slowly emerging on the back of his neck.

If he could see it, he would find that it was exactly the same medal that the masked man gave him.

Feeling this, the masked man looked towards the cliff with a little surprise.

"so fast?"

But after a moment, he shrugged and said:
"It doesn't matter, as long as it succeeds."
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The news of the goblins' annihilation soon reached the legion commander.

But he just frowned deeply and did not choose to stop attacking.

Instead, the intensity of the attack increased.

Under the protection of faith.

No matter whether they are Horned People, Humans or other races, they all fight bravely and fearlessly.

They firmly believe that they are fighting for the glory of adults and shedding blood for a better world.

As the sun gradually set in the west.

Although he was standing at the front line, the legion commander's feet, which were actually some distance away, were now stained with blood.

Under the horrific casualties on the front line, the soldiers' blood had no time to dry before it was filled with new deaths.

The dwarves will not surrender, this is their home.

They will not back down, this is the glory and will of adults.

Behind the legion commander, the masked man who had come to the front line asked:

"Don't you want to stop and rest first?"

The legion commander turned around. Although he had never been to the real front line, the boots on his feet were covered with dried and dirty scarlet blood.

"Although we have taken the Iron Gate, the dwarves still have countless cities of all sizes within the Seven Hills."

"These strongholds all have strong walls, and these damn walls not only have powerful blessings accumulated over time, but they also have a group of dwarves who are the best at repairing the flaws in the walls."

"If I dare to stop for a moment, the dwarves will make the sacrifices of all the soldiers in front of us go to waste."

"This is an equal battle. If we want to break into the city, we can only keep attacking, attacking, and attacking again."

While speaking, the masked man noticed that the soles of his shoes were also stained with the blood that had just flowed.

(End of this chapter)