The Goblin King came to the ruins that had been widened by the storm, and there were hundreds of goblin corpses, most of them mutilated.

Almost immediately after discovering that the villagers were far away from the mine, the Goblin King heard an unusually loud noise in this direction.

And the aura of his hundreds of goblin pawns disappeared in an instant.

"It's just a blow—" The Goblin King looked at the ground as it stretched into the distance.

Indeed, the goblin minions were not killed one by one.

How's Scar!?

The Goblin King seemed to smell his own blood in the air, coming from outside the village.

Why? Scar, who had clearly conveyed the order to stand still, and had always obeyed everything, how could he disobey his orders and let his subordinates attack the village?

The Goblin King rushed to the entrance of the village, the source of the king's blood breath, all this tragedy seemed to happen in a very short time.

Outside the broken vine wall, the Goblin King saw the corpses of the remaining goblin minions.

and a broken pit, where the king's blood comes from... Where Scar's body is located.

"Scar...", the Goblin King gritted his teeth in resentment.

The self-suppressing magic is about to be unleashed, so that the people of the village must know where they are.

I thought it would be a regular war between the two armies, but I didn't expect that without my knowledge, there was no soldier left.

The samurai, who still have no news, seem to be unlucky.

I didn't think of the first step of the expedition, and it ended in failure.

"No matter how strong the fighting power of an individual is, this battle between races is that I lost, I am not worthy of being the king of the goblins, and the power of blood has chosen the wrong individual..."

As he spoke, the Goblin King walked slowly towards the village—sensing the direction of the second escape of the Terrans, the north.

"Now that you have determined that I am an unqualified person, accept your fate, meet death, and call the king's power from the newborn goblins as soon as possible..."

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Rodney rode aimlessly, having just seen the scene of the shockwave sweeping through the village, was that Greveld's magical attack? It's terrifying strength.

There was one point that Rodney was more confused.

Those goblins were numerous, but they weren't strong individually, and Greveld should be able to wipe them out before they even entered the village.

But why is the fierce battle taking place in the village, it is suspected that Grayveld's wind magic bombardment, and most of the houses have been destroyed, there should be something hidden in this.

There was a sound of a white bird flapping its wings in the air, and he raised his head to see that Paisi was landing.

The bird that Grevard sent the letter was so slow, Rodney felt that it was in the village, but the bird that replied to the letter flew for several minutes before it fell into his hands.

"Huh?"

There was something strange about this Paisi bird, it hadn't been infused with any magic, no wonder it took a lot of time to find itself.

The strongest magician in the north would be stingy with this bit of magic?

The great mage Greveld, maybe informal, think about it, he is a junior, and he is not worthy of his too urgent message.

Rodney took the letter from the bird's foot and tossed the bird away.

According to the letter, Greveld is leading the villagers in a ruined mine in the north.

With the terrifying strength to defend the village, why do you have to gather in one place with everyone as if you were running away?

Could it be a village chief who behaves strangely?

With all his doubts in mind, Rodney turned his horse's head and headed north.

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In the abandoned mine cave in the north, Xia Zuo seems to have found the high-quality ore that the villagers had missed, and is mining it with an iron pickaxe.

Compared with the sampling of the villagers, when they feel that most of the abandoned mines are only inferior mines, they will throw them here and find another place to mine.

Xia Zuo would not judge in this way, no matter whether the quality of the raw ore was common or not, he would stare at it and get the name and quality information they displayed.

Even if the villagers will abandon the mining of a pit with a good mine among the hundred inferior raw ores, it will be regarded as an abandoned mine.

Xia Zuo could also find out where the high-quality ore was at a glance.

"Fortunately, the 'Scarlet Steel Jade' was not used to strengthen the Wolf Tooth One-Handed Sword, and it is still kept, otherwise it will be a big loss if it is destroyed along with the Wolf Tooth One-Handed Sword."

Xia Zuo taps five times to get three iron ores with a quality of more than 90.

Keep these well, and after helping the village through the difficulties, you will have to use the dwarven blacksmith shop once to forge a sword that matches your current level, instead of using the current two- or third-level iron sword.

The journey to the north must be dangerous, because even in an ordinary novice village you have to face a terrifyingly strong enemy.

I was stunned to upgrade the level to 15 in the novice village, and I thought back to the previous level 2 to be able to get out of the village...

If you continue like this, you will become a ten-mile slope sword god.

I don't think there's anything wrong with the Shilipo Sword God, but it's too time-consuming here, so it's better to go to an area with better resources.

"Won't you have some of it?"

Since Xia Zuo's safe return, Rebecca has been by his side, holding a bowl of hot porridge in her hand.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Listen to Grim and they say, you seem to have killed a lot of goblins? How many hundred? That seems to be an exaggeration," Rebecca grinned, "Wouldn't that be tiring?" I must be hungry~"

"Although I would love to taste that bowl of porridge again, but mining is really important now, ordinary iron swords are not vulnerable at all, and there is not much time for me to waste, if there are goblins again later..."

Smelling the aroma of porridge, Xia Zuo suddenly thought that he had a lot of food in his mouth, but he didn't - it wouldn't produce out-of-specification saliva, which was very similar to not sweating.

By the way, can't porridge be put in a bag like bread?

"Keep it for me." Xia Zuo paused for two seconds for what he was doing, quickly took the porridge and put it in his bag.

Opened bottles with liquid in them didn't spill out, and they should be no exception now.

"Hee-hee-hee... In this case, you can put away the bowl and wooden spoon by yourself after eating~ Give it to me after the next meal, I don't want to wash your bowl alone. ”

Outside the mine, Grim was describing to the village chief what had happened, and what had just happened to the loud noise that everyone had just noticed.

"Your Excellency Xia Zuo used one blow to eliminate hundreds of goblins!?" The village chief asked in a trembling voice, incredulous.

Because as far as he knows, Xia Zuo has never shown any lethal and terrifying magic, is it deliberately hidden?

There's no reason for that......

"I saw at that time, His Excellency Xia Zuo looked at the note you wrote to him, first sighed, and then suddenly laughed excitedly." The fat man scratched his cheek and recalled.

"Has Xia Zuo learned any kind of magic from you? Village Chief," Grim touched his chin, "At that time, there was a burst of light surrounding Xia Zuo on the note you gave, but learning magic is not something that can be seen at a glance, right?" I didn't pay much attention to it at the time..."

"Is it difficult!?" The village chief tried his best to recall the magic written on the note, and there was indeed a magic that could multiply the power of an attack, but only if it was mortally attacked.

How many times can it be grown... About four times as much, the village chief remembered that many years ago due to the enemy's magic barrier, most of his magic could not be used.

As a last resort, he unleashed the "Angry Blow", when he was killed and was hit by the enemy's second fatal blow, which almost made him go to the Ghost Gate.

In exchange for a four-fold swing of the staff when he was dying, and it didn't hurt the enemy in the slightest... Fortunately, the leader of the adventure group felt in time that he had saved his life...

"Looks like you're the strongest mage in the North, Mr. Greyveld, right? What are you talking about here? ”

A young voice suddenly came from beside them, and none of them noticed when the white-haired knight appeared.