"Audience friends! We can see those short goblins, they are wearing full body armor, very funny, they rush towards each other, sure enough, no one dares to anger the Iron Eater, our strong Iron Eater, standing in the middle of the field like a victor, no one dares to approach, he is brandishing a mallet...... Kindness? The goblins actually fought together, and they slashed ...... Uh, stabbed through the opponent? ”

A male lizardman host, standing on a high platform, watches the goblins below fight together.

The scene was suddenly a mosaic.

In the audience, sporadic voices were heard:

"Old Iron! Ollie gives! ”

"Isn't that what the hell that beastman vs. goblin fought before! The beastman flew up with his scalp! It's too fake. ”

"Where did you find these goblins? Something! ”

The male lizardman paused for a moment, and out of professional ethics, he still endured his surprise and hurriedly continued to explain:

"We saw one goblin unload another goblin's arm and bite the other's ear with his teeth, oh my god, is that the head? Head flying? Our Iron Eater is gone! He went in the direction of the rest area, seemed to communicate with the referee outside the field, and then left with the referee! I've got to report to the garrison! The scene is completely out of control! ”

In the audience, the audience on the dozens was still very excited, after all, it was such a bloody picture.

But in the arena, the fight between players is actually far less bloody than imagined, and it is spiritual.

The three teams rushed towards Arthur and Umegawa Kuko at the first time, but they were only halfway through when they realized that something was wrong, there were three goblins with no green names on their heads, that is-

These three are NPCs!

Umegawa Kuko stood up and shouted at the other players:

"Wait, we have received a hidden mission, these three are death row prisoners in Winterfell, they want to escape from prison and go out to find Lao Xia."

After the players on the side heard Umegawa Kuko's words, you said it one by one:

"You're out of luck, aren't you?"

"Where did you get this task? What's the reward? ”

"Shout Dad, or I'll kill you two, and your mission will be gone."

"Wow! It's so poisonous, I like it! ”

"I'll see if I can beat your quest NPCs."

A player slashes at one of the hamsters with a weapon.

"Squeak!" The hamster was startled, dressed in ill-fitting armor, and trotted crookedly towards Arthur's side.

The twenty goblins were standing and chatting here, and the other goblins were constantly making mosaics, stimulating the senses of the audience.

But that's it, because soon a team of heavily armed beastmen rushed into the arena and took the mosaics under control.

"Don't move! Squat down and hold your head! ”

"Stop! Hear no! Stop me! ”

"Don't resist!"

…………

"Lord Sherlock......" The fat gladiatorial arena owner Poison Clam looked at the goblin corpse that was carried out of the gladiatorial arena in front of him and was full of mosaics, and looked at Sherlock on the side with some stunned:

"What's going on?"

"Like I told you, my goblins, they're some of the best gladiators, and they're going to bring you extraordinary profits in the arena."

Sherlock smiled, as if he hadn't seen the mosaic corpses of the minions lying there.

"No, it's not a matter of profit...... If anyone investigates...... ...... the Underground World Labor Union"

The owner of the Colosseum looked worried.

Sherlock took out a uranium rod from the boss's chest pocket, and the magic power passed through the uranium rod to heat it, and then helped the gladiatorial ring boss stuff it into his mouth, and said:

"How wonderful the underworld used to be, chaotic and disorderly, exploding art everywhere, and the noisy gladiatorial arena representing countless riches, but now, look at this lonely gladiatorial industry, alas...... To be honest, I'm a gladiatorial enthusiast myself, an avid kind, and every day I'm in the dungeon, and what I do is spend all day and all night thinking about a new way out of the gladiatorial arena. ”

Sherlock pointed to the mosaic goblins on the side:

"But they are different, they are the darlings of the new era, the hope of the gladiatorial world, just imagine, the goblins who breed like ants like crazy, bring a new sensory experience, the audience will definitely like it, how about it? My price is very fair, ten magic stone coins for one such goblin, no one reports, no one pulls a banner and cries, no one sits on the head of the beetle, no one will come to harass you. ”

The boss took a few puffs of the uranium rod and spat out a mushroom cloud:

"But in terms of pensions, ......"

"Don't worry, I know your difficulties, boss, don't worry about pensions at all, but correspondingly, these goblin equipment." Sherlock picked up a torn piece of armor on the side.

"Understand, I fully understand, we will contract all this equipment in the gladiatorial arena, and it is impossible for you to make a loss-making deal with Lord Sherlock."

The owner of the Colosseum had already been quite respectful of Sherlock, and immediately made a promise.

Sherlock had another intimate exchange with him, and decided that the two parties would go back to draw up their own conditions, choose a date, and officially sign a contract.

Things went well, as Sherlock expected.

"But I didn't expect the gladiatorial arena to be so lonely, and gladiatorial fighting was a very popular sport at that time." Blue said with emotion.

"I'm a little surprised, even though I haven't been in a gladiatorial arena for over a hundred years, so times are different......" Sherlock sighed, and then saw a player walk up to him, Kuko Umegawa.

"Old Xia." Umegawa Kuko said to Sherlock secretly:

"We've got a hidden mission, you can take a look."

Sherlock looks at the sneaky Umegawa Kuko and follows him.

Walking around the corner, Sherlock sees Arthur standing there with three goblins with no green names on their heads, and three other players with no clothes on, no, those three are not goblins.

Wearing goblin armor, black and white hair coming out of the helmet, and eyes that are completely different from goblins, these are three hamsters.

The three hamsters made the same sound as if they had inhaled helium:

"Lord Sherlock!"

"We're so pathetic!"

"Is there anything to eat?"

Arthur stood up and said to the three hamsters:

"We've fulfilled your commission, and this is Lord of the Dungeons of the Eternal Realm, Lord Sherlock."

"Eternal Kingdom Dungeons?"

"Lord Sherlock opening a dungeon?"

"Where's the food?"

The three hamsters said at the same time.

"Bang bang bang!"

…………

In the middle of the flower garden, a skinny goblin slumped on top of the mound, with the word "rain tea" on his head.

The leprechaun sat on the bed, looking at the sad goblin in front of him, sitting in front of a withered flower, silently wiping away tears.

This goblin, every time he planted a dead flower, he would cry silently like this for a while.

There were other players watching from a distance, not that they didn't want to come up to comfort Yucha, but the main thing was that the goblin's saliva was too strong.

The leprechaun stood up and walked over to the withered flower.

There was a commotion from the crowd, and the crowd began to retreat in the direction of the goblin.

The little goblin crouched down, and his white fingers lightly touched the flower, and the flower, which had lost its life, began to regain its life.

Yucha looked at the little goblin in a daze, the little goblin straightened up, closed his eyes, looked arrogant, and hugged his arms:

"Humph! I didn't do such a thing because you were sad and sad, I just took pity on this flower, don't misunderstand anything! ”

The little goblin waited for a while, but he didn't wait for Yucha to reply, and said:

"What a rude goblin! Sure enough, it's an evil underworld creature! ”

"I'm sorry! No, thank you! ”

Yucha reacted at once.

"Humph! I didn't plan to take you as an apprentice, it's just that you look too much like a person when you grow flowers, and that's not how you plant flowers! A sucker! ”

The little goblin had just finished speaking, and someone in the crowd of onlookers shouted angrily:

"Why are you swearing! I also scolded me for being the goddess of rain tea! ”

The goblin took a mouthful of saliva:

"Phew!"

…………

In the burning blacksmith shop, Simba, the blacksmith, is desperately beating the diamonds, and the standard equipment made of diamonds is made like an assembly line in the magic furnace.

Outside, there was a long queue, all of them waiting to buy weapons and equipment.

Simba, the blacksmith, has a black smoke ring, he hasn't rested for three days, and even his favorite iron smoke hasn't smoked for three days!

Where does he have time, since such a group of goblins came, the armor and weapons that were originally in stock were swept away in a few days, these goblins are crazy to mine, move bricks, and then get coins from the lord, and get them to buy weapons and equipment from themselves as soon as possible.

One by one, they are hungry and bone-in-one, and when the wind blows, it looks like they are going to fall, so why don't you go and buy food?! Hungry and tired, go buy food, buy a bed to sleep!

What are you buying equipment for? Can you still be gladiators?!

"Bang."

When Simba was desperately banging on the metal, he went down with a hammer, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, why did I take this salary, but I had to do a heavier workload than a goblin!

He looked at the goblin in front of him, and with the words [Leopard Head Zero Charge] on his head, he froze for a moment.

That's right! These goblins who work like madmen!

"Hey!"

"Huh?" The leopard head was stunned and looked at Simba, who was talking to him.

"Seeing that you look very delicate, why don't you learn to strike iron with me."

Simba said.

"Ah——!?h

A group of goblins in the back instantly surrounded them:

"Coach! I want to learn how to strike iron! ”

(The new book is No. 9, ask for a monthly pass, and I'll be on the eighth place soon!) Ask for a recommendation ticket ~ three o'clock one watch, six o'clock one watch, 11:55 p.m. one watch, three watch timed)

(PY recommends "Days in the Pirate World" as I have just released a new book on the shelves, the same channel, help.) ）