It wasn't until he couldn't see the huge palace that Sean loosened his tense nerves, not that he was afraid that the woman would come back, Sean just felt sorry for his waist.

It's the third time!

The same place, the same waist, the same dream?

Sean let go of his hand to inspect the injury, but the wound was long gone, leaving only a complex trace.

Is this the so-called gift? The palm-sized dagger was inserted, but the scar was gone, and if it weren't for the dull pain of the kidney, it reminded Sean that the Kidney of Steel, the Kidney of Mockery, had indeed been hit, and Sean might have forgotten about it.

It's helpless, Sean really can't correct the people who have hurt him. Hitting people doesn't slap people in the face, stabbing people doesn't stab people in the kidneys - this day is not true at all in this weird world.

How much Sean wants to go to a world of cultivating immortals, at least he can learn an inner vision spell, it's very curious, Sean's kidneys, does it have its own setting of mockery?

The next time you run into an enemy, just show your waist? If the enemy attacks the waist directly, it means that Sean's kidneys are indeed taunting, then Sean can use the waist as the most killer feature, which can attract the target of the enemy's attack, and is more likely to interrupt the opponent's casting, this is Sean's treasure to people - the first level of taunting the waist!

Moore Nevin stayed by the bedside, Sean hesitated for a while, and decided not to say goodbye, that woman will come over in a few days, could it be that she has to insert her waist again?

No, Sean made up his mind that even the Kidney of Steel would not be able to withstand one blow after another.

Although Sean was a little embarrassed not to say goodbye, after all, he was the benefactor who saved him, and there were some crazy black shadows, but this barren land was not Sean's home, Sean thought to himself: Is this world his home?

Taking off a shoe and throwing it out, Sean determined the direction of leaving, and saluted the sleeping black shadow, maybe there will be a chance to see you again in the future, and there will be a feast that will not be dispersed.

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"My kidneys, please be strong!"

Sean's screams were heard in the distance, and the woman sitting at the top of the palace seemed to think of something funny: "I hope that little clan likes this gift..."

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In the ruins, a large black shadow lowered its head, immersed in sleep.

Beside him was a dutiful guard, with one hand on his waist, not leaving an inch, but his expression was a little hideous.

The source of the explosion, the crucible, was buried intact in the mound, revealing a corner in the hope that someone would find it, perhaps as a urinal left by some god, and take it with him to start the journey of dynastic hegemony.

I have to say that the material of this crucible is really good, Sean covered his waist and pulled out the crucible from the mound.

The over-boiled potion caused an explosion, and the potion was long gone, leaving only a layer of crystal clear substance inside the crucible. Adhering to the principle that thieves do not go empty, as a line of work that he once did, Sean decided to keep the crucible for himself.

Before Sean could figure out where to hide the crucible on his body, the black shadow who had been staying by the bedside finally reacted.

The dark shadow stood up, anxiously searching for something, until he found Sean beside the mound.

"Patriarch of Morneven?" Sean asked tentatively.

"My people, I'm glad you didn't leave me." The dark shadow breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to Sean, and said, "Occasionally, I fall into a deep sleep, and once I slept for a long time, I realized that my people were gone······

The black shadow choked up a little, until his black claws touched Sean, and then continued: "After many years, I finally found a clansman, promise me, my clansman!" ”

Uh, Sean can only nod, this patriarch's hand is a bit strong, no wonder impulsive people are scared, it is difficult for people to control their strength when they are impulsive, and they invisibly bring harm to others.

"Live well, I don't want to lose another clansman!"

"I... I promise you, Patriarch. ”

"My people, what's wrong with you, why do you keep covering your body, where are you hurt?"

Sean pushed Moore Nevin away with one hand, and couldn't let him touch his waist, it was already in terrible pain, if he hadn't left this guy too far, his waist would have hurt a lot, Sean would have fled a long time ago, maybe he had already gone to the tavern at this time, had a drink and had a good night's sleep. This guy is ruthless again, and this waist will be scrapped before it is used.

"There's no patriarch, I'm a little hungry, where did the patriarch find food?"

This place is desolate, which race will settle in this place, except for Sean and the dark shadow, it will be empty.

"Hahaha... That's right, I'll take you to find something to eat, you have to eat more to grow as big as the patriarch! ”

Sean followed closely after Moore Neven, and Sean found that the closer he was, the lower the pain, and the woman's dagger was literally stabbed to prevent Sean from escaping.

Leaving the station, the difference between the outside and the station is that there are more deadwood and crows. Occasionally passing by a cave, you can hear a roar or a pair of crimson eyes coming from the depths of the cave.

The reaction of these crows was completely different from the ones that attacked Sean, and where Moore Neven walked, even if those crows flew in the air, they seemed to flee for their lives, away from the dark shadows on the ground.

A short time later, Moore Neven led Sean to a cave slightly above the ground. It's not so much a cave as a cave in the ground, except that the mouth of the cave pops out of the hole.

The entrance of the cave was closed, and Moore Nevin pressed an inconspicuous button at the entrance of the cave, and a ticking bell came from the hole, it turned out to be a doorbell, and there was already this thing in the other world?

"Wow Wow Ga ~ Who? Don't press it anymore! "The entrance to the cave was like an electronic door, and when the door went up, a small, pointy-eared, thin-voiced creature shouted;" I know it's you madman, how many times have you said, don't keep ringing the doorbell and make a noise to death the goblins, I really want to blow you up with a goblin mine! ”

"Sorry, is Dink here?" Moore Neven's body obscured Sean's vision, and Sean couldn't see the appearance of the guy who claimed to be a goblin, and Sean stuck his head out from behind Moore Neven to see the guy.

How to say it, ugly, this is the first impression on Sean, his whole body is dirty, and his face is stained with black oil marks.

"Hey, who did you bring here, Moore Neven."

As he spoke, the short goblin walked around the shadow and saw Sean with only one head exposed.

"Who is this? You'd better explain that we didn't allow you to bring outsiders into the goblins' caves. ”

"He's not an outsider, he's my people, you can call him..."

The dark shadow stared at Sean, who had never told him his name.

"Hello, just call me Sean."

"That's right, my people—Sean, Turk, it shouldn't be a violation to bring your people here, right?"

Looking at the rightful black shadow, the short goblin named Tek was huffing and rubbing something in his hands.

Some of the gunpowder had a pungent smell like explosives made by an apothecary named Orfik.

"What's in your hand?" Seeing that the black shadow had introduced the two sides, Sean said to the goblin, "I feel that you and the goblin are very different." ”

"Goblins? How dare you, a goblin is no better than a little finger of a great goblin, no, a piece of nail. ”

"Why? I've been exposed to goblins, and from the looks of it, you look alike. ”

"Almost? Those are a bunch of brainless goblins, and the goblins are ten thousand times greater. Hey..." Turk said dissatisfiedly to Morneven, "The imp you brought is so rude that you even compare the goblin to the goblin, what did you bring him here?" ”

"I apologize for Sean, Turk." The goblin's angry expression eased slightly, and Moorneven continued, "My people are a little hungry, and I want Dink to give him some jerky. ”

"I want jerky again, I really don't know why Dink wants to give it to you, this desolate place, food is too hard to get." Turk complained.

Moore Nevin rubbed his head embarrassedly, "Sean needs to eat a little more to grow faster, hahaha..."

"If it were me, I wouldn't want to..."

"Turk! Let our friends in. The same shrill voice came from the cave.

"Okay, okay, you're the leader, Dink has spoken, you follow me."

Turk resigned himself to leading the way, and kept saying things like explosions, destruction, and blowing up outsiders.

The cave was not as dark as it might see, and there was an oil lamp every few steps. The further you go in, there is even a pair of narrow railroad tracks laid on the ground, and there are many intermingled lines overhead, wrapped in thick bark, and you can't see what you look inside.

"What's that?" Sean asked, pointing to the top of his head and Turk.

"That's for the transmission of energy."

"What energy is transmitted, and what is it transmitted?"

"Shut up, keep up, and see for yourself." Turk said impatiently.

Moore Nevin shrugged at Sean, saying that he had no choice.

Sean had no choice but to go up, feeling very strange about the cave stuff.

Squeak, squeak... A half-human-tall machine, steaming from its body, passed by Sean and his party, that thing shouldn't be magic, right? No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's made of steel, and the heat must be water vapor.

A minecart full of waste sluggers glides all the way through the railroad tracks, and as soon as it stops, a steam robot pushes it past the minecart and disappears from view.

It was to an open space that Sean was an eye-opener. Hundreds of robots are steaming to carry all sorts of things, and a large piece of crystal stands in the center, stretching countless lines. The lines lead to different places, some connected to huge machines, which are constantly pressing irregular steel plates into a flat shape. Some lines are connected to a chassis next to the railroad tracks, which acts as a source of electricity to drive the movement of the minecarts. It is no longer the oil lamp that illuminates the whole space, but the wiring is connected to the large glass-like object, and some unknown change occurs to produce light.

"It's not magic!"

Sean really didn't expect to see the shadow of Blue Star Technology in his previous life here, which is a completely different development direction from magic and martial arts.

"But it's scientific, isn't it? Oh, by the way, you may not know what science is, but it's the goblin's most valuable asset - goblin science. ”

A door opened, and a goblin about the size of Turk explained.

"Humph!" Seeing the appearance of the same kind, Turk turned around and was about to leave, "I've brought the people, it's better to let me blow them up." ”

"Don't pay attention to Tek, he's a little petty, little guy, are you a member of Mornevin's clan?"

"Yes, sir."

"Don't be nervous, if you're interested in goblin technology, I can explain it to you, people out there always look at our technology with prejudice. Thanks to your patriarch, I wouldn't have found a good place to study. ”

"Excuse me, sir, I'm very interested in your technology."

"Hahaha... Moornewen, I like your people, and..." The goblin walked over to Morneven and hugged him hard, "Welcome, my friend. ”

"Excuse me, Dink."