The charred grass and trees flew into the sky in the rising hot wind, returning to the deep sky, the sound of the wind rushing through his ears, and the old goblin sat in a luxurious carriage and drove towards the land of Euthlet, perhaps exactly, fleeing. [No pop-ups. 】

Euslet's soldiers were already few of them when they fought the Monster Legion, and after the indiscriminate attacks of the Lava Giants and the frenzied killing of Baronda, it can be said that they had reached the point of total annihilation.

And with Baronda killed by Cecia in seconds, this expedition of the Kingdom of Euslet can be described as a complete failure, no, not only this battle, but the future and fate of the entire kingdom have also become blurred.

Originally, the kingdom of Euslet was forcibly established by Baronda by force, and although most of the resistance forces have been eliminated, there are still fish like Kaiya who have slipped through the net. Now that Baronda has been defeated, a new civil war is about to break out.

"I didn't expect the undefeated demon king Cecia to appear here, that guy in Baronda is really unlucky."

There were five people in the carriage when they arrived, but when they returned, only a small goblin remained, so that the whole carriage was unusually empty, and the old goblin closed his eyes mourned the misfortune of Baronda. Although it was mourning, there was no sadness in his voice.

"But now it's even more interesting, hahahaha"

After a brief silence, the old goblin burst out laughing excitedly.

However, as if in protest of his laughter, the carriage came to a halt abruptly, and by inertia, the old goblin flew out of his seat and crashed into the wall of the carriage directly opposite.

Just as the old goblin rubbed his head and wanted to scold the coachman, the door of the carriage suddenly opened. No, it can't be said to have been opened, it should be said to have been destroyed. With the faint starlight outside, the old goblin took on an ogre's face before his eyes.

The ogre looked quite pleased at the sight of the old goblin, and he stretched his arm as thick as a tree trunk into the carriage. Although the old goblin tried his best to resist, his strength was too weak in front of the ogre, and he was easily dragged out of the carriage by the ogre.

At this time, the old goblin realized that there were dozens of ogres outside the carriage, and the ogre who dragged himself out of the carriage seemed to be the strongest inside, and should be their leader.

"What a windfall, bring him back to His Majesty Kilgaru."

The ogre let out a happy laugh.

At this moment, the old goblin fleeing towards the kingdom of Euslet met the ogre warrior Angron who was evacuating from the battlefield.

"Even though that guy is short, weak, and annoying, he's one of us, can you get him back?"

Just as Angelon was about to hand over the old goblin to his subordinates and bring them back to the Republic Kingdom together, a man's voice came from the front right.

The man leaning against the trunk of a tree with short blond hair, his bulging muscles could be seen even through his clothes, and he was staring at Angelon with a pair of beast-like eyes.

Although he could not understand human language, Angelon could still sense that men were not just passing by. He motioned to his men to get ready for battle, the man looked strong, but if it was to compare strength, the ogre species was completely capable of crushing humans, and there was only one person on the other side, so he didn't need to care too much.

"That's why I don't like monsters, there's no way to communicate at all, and it looks like I can only fight."

The man's voice sounded rather embarrassed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

An ogre roared and rushed first, his movements were quite agile, after all, these ogres were also excellent warriors with rigorous training.

Fighting dozens of ogres with the strength of one person can be called suicide, but the man's expression is quite calm. He unhurriedly took out his weapon and slowly put the two steel claws on his hands.

At this moment, the ogre* who was close in front of him had already swung his thick wooden stick vigorously.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a large crater was smashed into the ground, and the ogre raised the stick again, but there was no man's body in Pit D. The shouts of his companions rang in his ears, but before he could hear what they were saying, the ogre, who had attacked the man, was already in a different place.

His head rolled off his neck, blood gushing out of the wound, and his massive body slid off like a sliced potato.

The man stood behind the ogre, bathed in splattered blood and revealing a smile characteristic of a murderer.

"Ahhh Ogre blood stinks! ”

He stretched out his snake-like tongue and licked the steel claws, then his expression was rather disgusted.

"Kill him!"

Angron panicked and gave orders to his subordinates.

Angron was a battle-hardened ogre warrior with excellent dynamic vision, but at that moment he couldn't see how the man moved behind his men.

The only reasonable explanation for this situation is that the man in front of him is stronger than himself!

The ogres responded to Anglon's orders and attacked the man, who unleashed his strongest martial arts in an attempt to defeat him before he could show his strength.

The fire in the distance was still burning fiercely, the moonlight was obscured by the thick clouds that drifted in, and the world was divided in two in silence, with the burning red fire on one side and the black night sea of ignorance on the other.

"You're really here to eat, Spartacus, no, it's supposed to be 'killed'."

The old goblin patted the dust off his body and complained to the blonde man.

"If it weren't for the president's order, I wouldn't have come to save you, 'Creation'."

Spartacus's tone was also reluctant.

"But I really don't know what the president is thinking, why does a noble demon like me have to sneak into that monster country."

Spartak sighed heavily, and launched a prison S towards the old goblin in front of him, known as "Genesis".

"I think the monster is a good match for your stinky dog."

Instead of comforting his companions, the old goblin continued to count the other man.

"'Chuangmei' you bastard, I'll kill you!"

Spartak flashed the steel claws in his hand and said viciously.

"Just kidding, you should go back too, don't make the toys suspicious."

Seeing that Spartak's expression was very serious, the old goblin hurriedly opened the topic.

"Also, I can't talk nonsense with you anymore, I'll spare your life today, I don't want to be scolded by the president."

Spartak agreed with the old goblin's words, and disappeared into the night.

"'Kill this guy' is still so easy to deceive, then it's time for me to report new information to the president. Let's make this world a more interesting place! ”

The pale moonlight fell again, and the old goblin stepped over the corpses of the ogres and walked forward.

(End of chapter)