"Magic: Fallen Starburst!"

With Roland's loud shout, a huge demon python phantom with wings on his back emerged from him, enveloping him, as soon as this demon python phantom appeared, the wind and clouds seemed to change color, looking dark and low.

The magic python phantom opened its huge mouth, and countless ancient trees in the mountains and forests were uprooted, rising rapidly, rubbing and burning with the air, turning into countless coke, and then between the open giant mouths, a huge carbon ball like a black hole quickly condensed, burning with raging flames, as if melting the sky, and causing bursts of heat.

From a distance, it seems that Roland's thin body is supporting a huge black meteorite ball that burns with flames, and Roland is like a demon god.

The White Bone Staff waved, and the huge carbon ball that burned with flames flew out in an instant, carrying a furious scorching energy, and collided violently with the sandburst bombs that burst in.

Boom ——

When the two met, the stone shattered, deafening, the sky shook, and the terrifying energy shock wave swept in all directions with rolling dust waves, destroying countless towering ancient trees, flying sand and stones, and both tribes watching the battle were shocked, desperately resisting the aftermath.

The goblins felt their whole hearts tremble, what kind of monster did they provoke, they could actually fight with their powerful tribal spirits to this extent, as if two gods were fighting, it was terrifying, was this really a child?

"Broken!"

With a soft cry between heaven and earth, the slightly stagnant flame carbon ball suddenly expanded after absorbing the energy of the sandburst bomb, and the huge force surged, and the giant sandburst bomb was no longer able to resist, quickly deformed and collapsed, and then disintegrated, blasting into sand and overflowing.

The flaming carbon ball blasted away the sand explosion bomb, like a bamboo, and bombarded the body of Gizamu in one fell swoop, and the original huge body of Gizamu was like a small tower against the backdrop of the flaming carbon ball, which was bombarded down by a black spherical mountain.

No matter how it struggled and roared, it was pressed into the ground by the huge flaming carbon ball, and the earth shattered inch by inch, and in the process, Gizamu's body turned into a pool of overflowing sand waterfalls, spreading towards the spherical surface, trying to push the flaming carbon ball away, but it was quickly carbonized by the flames on the spherical surface.

Gizamu's entire body turned into black charcoal, which was crushed into ashes by the huge force of the huge carbon ball, and the ashes were wiped out.

Thundered......

When the dust and smoke cleared, everyone climbed high and looked, only to see that the original place of Gizamu was replaced by a huge crater that occupied a radius of 100 meters, and around the crater, flames soared into the sky, burning, and spread rapidly in the forest.

Under the reflection of the sky-high flames, Roland held the white bone staff and walked step by step.

The sound of his footsteps, like the drumbeat of death, struck the hearts of the goblins, causing them to sit down and give up resistance.

The goblin tribe's greatest reliance, Lord Gizamu, was defeated like this.

Bang dang......

The crutches fell to the ground, and the old man in gray trembled, and knelt down with a desperate face, as if this action had drained all his strength, he raised his hands high, and then spread out, and with his back bent down, he prostrated on the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"Honorable Strong, my master, on behalf of the entire Goblin Tribe, I salute you, and I hope you will have mercy on your weak servant and accept our devout loyalty. ”

Under the leadership of the gray-clothed old man, the goblins knelt down one after another.

（OS：!!! ∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ）

Roland was stunned, uh, what's the situation? Why did they all kneel?

At this time, everyone from the Sword Spirit Tribe ran over, trembling with excitement one by one, making Roland wonder if they had epilepsy.

The old chieftain was so excited that his voice trembled, and explained to him: "Child, the goblin tribe has surrendered, they are willing to become your slaves and let you be their masters, and their life and death will be in your mind in the future!"

Huh, he finally doesn't have to fight anymore, he's really afraid that the goblin tribe will resist to the end, but...... Let him be the master or something, he really didn't think about it.

Do you control the life and death of others in a single thought? Roland rubbed his chin and looked at the goblins kneeling on the ground, and muttered slightly, can't everyone sit down and become a happy family? Everyone is equal...... Uh, what a mess, he shook his head, and suppressed this terrible thought, he was afraid that if he said something avant-garde, he would make the old chief angry, and he was already too excited to do so.

As if seeing his hesitation, the old chief suppressed the excitement in his heart and said patiently: "Son, if you defeat them, they will only submit to the strong who defeated them, if they choose other people to be their masters, they would rather die, this is the pride of the tribe." ”

The evil old society, Roland sighed, and could only accept it helplessly. Then he quietly asked the old chief what to do, and the old chief whispered something close to his ear, and Roland looked suddenly enlightened.

Then he coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and said to the goblins who were kneeling on the ground:

"I accept your submission and accept your loyalty as your master. ”

Then he spread his palm, revealing the brown glow of the stone he had picked up from the crater, which was now restrained in its light.

The old chief told him that as a carrier of the power of faith, the stone was also a medium for the signing of slave contracts.

He chanted a spell following the old chieftain's teachings, and the stone shone again and rose, and then he pinched his fingertips and forced out a drop of blood that shot at the stone.

After the blood melted into the stone, a blood-red magic array emerged from the feet of the goblins, looking a little weird.

Then the old man in gray also recited a spell, as if to respond and confirm Roland's incantation, and then he saw white dots of light emerge from the foreheads of the goblins, and sink into the stones that emitted a brown halo.

When this ritual was completed, Roland suddenly felt a wonderful state, these goblins in front of him, he seemed to be able to make them die with just one thought, and even a few of the pregnant women, he could cut off the life and death of the fetus in a single thought, as if not only the goblins in front of him, but even their children and grandchildren, he could control life and death.

At this moment, among the kneeling crowd, suddenly many people let out a terrible scream, rolling on the ground incessantly, their hands and face were bruised, as if they were suffering some great pain, and they kept howling and hoarse, and then several people foamed at the mouth and bled to death.

Other people who also had this symptom suddenly showed fear on their faces, kowtowed to Roland, and said words like forgiveness and never dared to dare again, accompanied by the scolding of the old man in gray.

This scene startled Roland, who thought they were suffering from some strange disease.

"Those who die, because they have hatred for you as their master, are forced to die, even those who do not have a strong hatred for you, as long as the hatred is not eliminated for a day, their souls will be scorched. The old chief said, staring at the dead goblins without a hint of pity in his eyes.

Hearing this, Roland felt chills all over his body.