What Glenn and Niang saw was the vast 'den of thieves' in the goblin lair of Mount Hawke, and the first thing that caught their eye was a magnificent statue of Lord Colin rising from the solid rock beneath the den of thieves, its walls almost perpendicular to the tunnel above. Glenn and Niang are located on the broad shoulders of the Maharaja of Colin, like two pocket dolls on the shoulders of giants.

The statue of the Maharaja of Colin is lifelike, from the carving technique to retain the heavy traditional Elvenian ancient style, the crown of the head of the Maharaja of Colin carved in the mountain rock is painted with a thick layer of glittering red gold, the crown is embedded with a huge blue fluorite, slightly scattered with a miserable blue light, the angry face seems to be roaring in the sky, it seems to be angry and angry, his arms are naturally stretched outward, its delicately carved hands each hold a stone carved elf king scimitar, its legs are closed, Standing firmly on the rock face in front of the thieves' den.

The arched round altar of the statue of the Lord of Colin was dedicated to the fresh sacrifices of the goblins, the fragmented limbs were neatly placed on the altar, and the rocky ground under the light of the fire was sprinkled with drips of coagulated blood, leading to the feet of the tall goblin standing in front of the illuminated altar of fire, this tall goblin was completely different in size and physique from the goblin minions who stood in front of him and listened to his howl, his torso was dressed in heavy iron armor, Beneath the angular goblin helmet was a menacing face, and he held the head of a Wood Elf in one hand, and let out a rampant roar at his goblin minions gathered in the den of thieves, and threw the poor head into the fire behind him.

"Long live Maharaja Colin!" The only standard Wood Elf language came out of the goblin's mouth, and the goblin minions he faced tapped at their weapons and armor in response.

The tall goblin wielded a cold and evil serrated scimitar in the vast goblin assembly area in front of the statue of Maharaja of Colin, muttering the homonym of 'Mirazel', and he showed a high degree of confidence in the face of the large group of goblin minions who were wielding knives and guns gathered in front of him, Glenn and Nyon quietly retracted their heads, they did not count the exact number of goblins.

"Do you know what kind of statue it is?" Glenn looked a little nervous, and he retorted in a low voice from Niang's previous point, "I don't want to be a blasphemer of Phoruste, these goblins are none other than the great elven king of our ancestors, Lord Colin. May Forrester bless me. ”

"That big goblin with his head is probably the goblin boss of this Hawk Mountain goblin nest. That's what we're aiming for, it seems. There was a subtle hint of excitement in Niang's words, and by the time he turned his head to look for Liberas lying beside him, Liberas was already gone, "Glenn, Your Excellency Liberas doesn't seem to be by my side anymore!" ”

"Squeak." Glenn imitated the call of a cave rat and began to look around, and soon he received a slight rat call in the distance in response. His sharp ears discerned the direction of the response, and the voice seemed to come from the mouth of the tunnel on the other side of the Linked Storage Cavern, "This son of the Blade, Lord Liberas is truly a skilled wood elf. I think he's ready to cause chaos at the mouth of the tunnel on the other side of the storage cavern - and we'll have to be ready. ”

"That's natural, by the way, Glenn, it's strange that these murderous fellows have such admiration for Lord Collin. So you must know why these guys worship our Lord Colin? In short, I felt as if I understood what they were saying, but I didn't. But the phrase 'Long live Lord Collin' must have been heard by you and me. Niang's whisper was full of confusion.

Liberas's stealth skills were apparently perfected in the shadows, and even Niang, who was beside him, did not notice Liberas' quiet departure, and the son of the blade disappeared almost without a trace beside them.

Liberas lowered his head as far as he could, and as he slowly moved, his left hand, clenched into a fist, measuring the appropriate position of movement, as if he were holding not air in his palm, but a solid bow. Suddenly, he untied the bow of Amunlet on his back in the shadows, and his fingers twisted out three special wood elf arrows from the quiver on his back at the same time, and the arrows of those three arrows had already been coated with the special poison given by Dimar by Liberas, as long as the one who was hit by the arrow smiled lightly for half a step, anyone would be killed instantly. On the tense bowstring, three poisoned arrows were ready to strike.

"Oh, I only know a little about what you're asking. The Wood-Elf Druids who believe in Forrester seem to be a mysterious force in Elvenia, and they are deliberately hiding something in the texts, and they may have 'tampered' with the history of the death of Lord Colin after his death. Ever heard of the Wood Elf Mountain Folk and the Lord's supporters of Colin Maharaja? Well, it's in our den right now. They're ugly, aren't they? Glenn touched the Wood Elf longbow on his back with one hand and whispered to Nyon's inquiry, "I feel the same way as you, their language sounds crude, but it feels familiar. I believe these goblins can understand our language. ”

"It seems that we see something in the same way, but these mountain people are indeed a little too ugly, and their appearance and behavior are just as unacceptable. Although it seems that some of these guys' facial features do resemble us," Niang nodded contentedly, and began to touch the feathers of the arrows in the quiver behind him, "Well, whatever, they don't have anything to do with us Wood Elves. ”

"Whoosh!" The sound of three sharp arrows cutting through the air echoed in the empty den of thieves, and the three sharp arrows suddenly flew out from the right arm of the statue of Maharaja Colin, and three dark green shimmers flashed on their arrows, and a sharp arrow accurately penetrated into its right neck from the gap between the iron helmet and the iron armor of the tall Goblin, directly penetrating through its right neck. The other two arrows pierced directly into the hearts of the two goblin guards beside the tall goblin who claimed to be Mirazel.

"Multiple Heart-piercing arrows!" Glenn's eyes caught the trajectory of the three sharp arrows, and he almost screamed, this kind of bow and arrow shooting technique is only a description of the assassin's bow method in the classics, "I finally saw this shooting technique today." ”

"Even the Wood Elf Forbidden Army in Unocal King City rarely has mastered this kind of shooting technique! Even if they're equipped with a Wood Elf compound longbow! But three sharp arrows have to hit three targets at the same time, which is really amazing! Niang took a deep breath, the musty smell of the cave nearly stunted him. The goblin with the middle arrow fell in response.

"Alright, the first goal has been accomplished, and now it's our turn to put on a show for this group of mountain people!" Glenn and Nyon also stood up from Lord Colin's shoulders, took the Wood Elf longbow, and shot sharp arrows at the goblins facing them under the statue of Lord Colin one after another, and these goblins who had not had time to react were shot down by Glenn and Nyon one by one.

The screams of the goblins rang out from the empty den of thieves, and in the chaos, they knocked over the altar of fire in a chaotic manner, and the light in the den of thieves began to shake violently, and the shaking figures of the goblins cast a group of ghosts on the cold cave wall under the light of the fallen altar of fire. The gray-skinned goblin minions' eyes widened, and they looked rather strange due to the fact that they didn't have eyelids at all. The icy cold light from the dark eyes shot at the shadow behind the Maharaja of Colin over the shoulders of the statue of the Maharaja of Colin - the place where the inexplicable arrows of the wood elves flew from.

Goblin Lair' The goblins wearing bows and arrows in the Thieves' Den untied their curved bows one after another, and in a panic picked up the strangely shaped goblin black arrows from the shoddy arrow boxes, and after hastily aiming, they began to shoot indiscriminately in the shadows behind the statue of Lord Colin one after another, they tried to use the arrow curtain to kill the unknown enemy hidden in the dark shadows, but the unknown enemy in the shadows showed no signs of abating, and Liberas and Glenn and Nyon drew bows faster and faster, with the continuous sound of bowstringsThe arrows of the wood elves that shuttled like locusts drilled into the defensive corners of these screaming goblins at tricky angles, and quickly turned out one ugly goblin after another.

Although Glenn and Niang's ears 'swished' past those strangely shaped black arrows, Glenn and Niang did not show any panic, they still calmly fought back against the babbling and screaming gray-skinned monsters under the statue under the cover of shadows and the solid back of the statue of Lord Colin.

"Niang, we must keep shooting! Cause a riot in the den of thieves! Glenn whispered to Nyon beside him, and he was sure that the goblins hadn't discovered their exact location yet, as the rusty black arrows were inaccurate.

"Good fellows! Forrester has blessed me! Niang dodged a stray arrow that almost hit him in the center of the eyebrow, and looked a little out of breath, "I'm trying to fight back, I wonder how long it will take to complete this task of causing a riot?" I felt like I was in turmoil. ”

"No more nonsense, Niang. That time will come eventually. Glenn's eyes burned like a torch, and with the echo of a bowstring and the swish of an arrow flew out, he shot through the heads of two goblins.

The goblins at the foot of the statue of Lord Colin came back to their senses after a moment of panic, and they all picked up their skin shields or small round shields that were not very strong, and began to pour up the ramps to the left and right of the thieves' den leading to the statue of Lord Colin with their ugly serrated scimitars.

"Liberas, it's not chaotic enough now!" Glenn began to get a little anxious, and these shield goblins surging up the ramp made the shooting advantage of the Wood Elf Longbow obviously weakened a lot.

"It's almost time! Glenn, Niang. We've made it, now we're going to split up! The storage cave 'one rat road' converges! Liberas shouted in the shadows, and he turned and hurried into the tunnel, and in an instant he disappeared without a trace.

Glenn and Niang heard Liberas' order to retreat, they went one after the other, and turned around and ran towards the tunnel behind them, but there was a scream of 'Ah' behind Glenn, he turned around, Niang had been hit by a black arrow from a goblin in his calf, he fell on one knee and called to Glenn, "It's broken! Support me! Glenn! I've got an arrow in the calf! ”

"Damn! Man, hold on. Glenn hurriedly drew his bow with an arrow, and shot the goblin minions with a small round shield that rushed into the tunnel.

"Hurry up and save me! These guys are about to rush in! Niang had already heard the crackling goblin footsteps behind him, and he had to turn around and pull out two Wood Elf scimitars from his waist, and the crazy goblins rushed into the tunnel one by one, and Niang was close to these ugly gray-skinned creatures.

The goblins pouring into the tunnel were like a gray turbulence, though they were chaotic and disorganized.

"Niang! Hold on! It was as if everything in Glenn's eyes had been frozen for a brief moment at this critical juncture. He just froze in place, his legs seemed to be filled with heavy lead, he looked at Niang's back, and an indescribable emotion rose in his heart, and he raised his hand towards Niang, but suddenly put it down.

"Help me!" Niang, who was hit by an arrow in his left calf, could only get down on one knee, he gritted his teeth to block the goblins pouring into the tunnel, his arms brandished his twin knives to block the goblin's advance, and he was also actively waiting for Glenn's help behind him. Behind him, Glenn retreated deeper and deeper into the tunnel, step by step.

"Glenn!" Niang let out a cry, the sound echoed in the tunnel for a long time, a goblin who poured into the tunnel with a leather shield slashed at Niang's raised jaw with his shield, the hard card knocked him to the ground in an instant, the vicious goblin immediately pounced on him, it rode on Niang's lower abdomen, viciously raised the terrifying sawtooth scimitar, before Niang let out a heart-rending cry, his head was cruelly cut off by the sawtooth on the goblin scimitar, The goblin who had taken off the intruder's head let out a roar of excitement from the splatters of blood, and threw Niang's head against the cold walls of the cave.

Glenn was alone, struggling to escape in the tunnel. His heart was flustered, as if the same scene had appeared in front of his eyes. He threw away the obstructive Wood Elf longbow and fled in the dark tunnels, using his limb memory to walk through the gravel path, the goblins following closely behind him, and the crackling footsteps on the gravel path were also very fast, "It's almost to the storage cavern, I'm almost there!" Bless me, Forrestal! ”