Goblin Village.

The drizzle continued to pour on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust and mist. Over time, it slowly moistens and dries to the earth.

Disorganized footsteps fell on the muddy dirt road, and mud splattered up under the heavy footsteps.

They were the guards of the village and were rushing to the center of the battle. They don't know what exactly happened, and the impact on the battle situation is not great, and even they know very well in their hearts that they and others are just cannon fodder.

In a hurry, the goblin guards finally arrived at the scene. Looking at the strange black flames burning in the gray drizzle, and looking at the figures that are constantly shuttling like ghosts, their hearts sank.

A frightened and panicked cry of the strong man from the outer village, who was usually high on the sky, penetrated through the rain curtain and entered his ears.

"Damn, another one! It's too fast. ”

"It's not so much fast as it's weird. In fact, it is not much faster than us. ”

"The black flame on its body is terrifying."

"My attacks were all blocked by its black armor. It's useless for me to stay here, so I won't bother your cooperation. ”

In the midst of the continuous death of his companions and the oppression of Zheng Ming, some of the goblin powerhouses finally couldn't support it and retreated.

"You dare!"

"If someone runs away, whoever he is, we will kill him together."

The voices of Sabidulia and Sisjie, the Ice Priestess, rang out almost simultaneously. As one of the strongest among the remaining eight people present, the unanimous attitude of the two of them almost represents a common decision of everyone.

However, the goblin, who was broken down, didn't listen to it in the slightest, and he continued to run out with his hands and feet.

Seeing that someone wanted to escape, Zheng Ming stopped the attack in his hand and turned to chase after him, while the rest of the goblins present suspended their attack as if they had reached a consensus.

Unhindered, Zheng Ming quickly caught up with the fleeing goblin, and his fist with pitch-black flames pierced his back without hindrance.

"Uh~~."

The goblin shrouded in the sudden expansion of black flames let out a terrible scream.

He kept rolling on the ground, slapping the flames on his body desperately. However, the flames were like appendages, and no matter how much he struggled, they did not diminish in the slightest.

Soon, the screams gradually weakened, and the goblins' struggles gradually decreased, and under the scorching of the black flames, they turned into pitch-black wreckage in less than a moment.

The fire mass that had swelled more than a circle earlier than before rose from the wreckage, and flew towards Zheng Ming's body like a spirit, merging into the black flames around him.

The battle stopped for a moment, and the surviving goblins gathered together to confront Zheng Mingyao, who had turned to look at them after killing the escapees.

"What to do? It's too tricky. Whether it's muddy dirt roads, uneven tunnels, or even ruins where there is nowhere to stay, he walks on the ground. I wonder if it's in these places that he can run faster than flat ground. ”

"It's bad luck. Encounter a monster like this. Most of our attacks will be dodged by its strange ways. Even if you are lucky enough to attack it, you will be blocked by the armor on its body. We haven't really hurt it until now. ”

Seeing that the surrounding goblins said frustrating words one after another, and the morale became more and more sluggish, Sabidulia hurriedly cheered up.

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. The energy intensity of that monster was nowhere near as strong as it had been expected. I don't even think it's even as high as the Ice Priest Sisjie. We still have a chance. ”

Hearing Sabidulia's words, Sisjie sighed lightly: "It's a pity that it took me a lifetime to finally reach level 27, but I am so far from it. Is this the gap between racial talent and inheritance? ”

"yes. A group of us in our 20s and more can't do anything about each other. What is the use of high energy intensity? As a goblin, you will still be tortured like a chicken by those races with great talents. ”

Sabidulia: "What's wrong with the goblins?" Could it be that there are fewer people in this world who kill the upper race as a weak race? Weak is only temporary! We goblins are no worse than any other race. I have ordered the guards to come, and if they surround it, I don't believe he will be able to escape our attacks. ”

"This ...... Wouldn't the guards be ......? ”

Sabidulia: "Now is the time for them to give their lives to the village, to the goblin race. ”

Looking at Sabidulia, who was expressionless and uttering indifferent words, the goblins present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. But none of them expressed an opinion.

What can they say? This is indeed the best way to protect oneself and consume Zheng Ming at the same time. Besides, those who were sacrificed as cannon fodder were not from their own villages.

While the goblins on this side were discussing in a low voice, Zheng Ming, who had just absorbed the black flame on the other side, also suppressed the sudden pain. It suddenly had a splitting headache due to the huge amount of information and thoughts that were swirling in its head like a tsunami.

Which opponent to choose, what moves to make to perfectly dodge attacks from all sides, what the road conditions are when charging and transferring, and what angle to use your feet to maintain the fastest speed on uneven roads.......

All kinds of complicated thoughts exploded in his mind almost at the same time during the previous battle, thanks to this, Zheng Ming not only did not get hurt, but also suppressed the goblins. However, the burden on the brain and body can be imagined.

After all, while the brain processes a huge amount of information, it also has to control the body that has not experienced a battle, and make all kinds of perfect dodge moves.

Zheng Ming, who realized that this state could not last long, gritted his teeth and carried the headache, and said, "It seems that you have almost discussed?" So....... ”

As his words paused, Zheng Ming rushed towards the goblins, their bodies strangely twisted but extremely fast.

"You should die."

The ending words of the previous sentence were finally shouted out by Zheng Ming, and its fist fell to the goblin in front of it almost at the same time, and the battle started again...

"Quick. What are you doing in a daze? Don't surround it yet. ”

"Searing"

Sabidulia yelled at the goblin guards who had gathered far away after arriving, and then used his signature attack.

I saw that with his loud roar, a pool of liquid fire attribute attacks like magma shot out and hit Zheng Ming.

"Snort~Snort~"

Under the drizzle, a white mist rose around the "scorching flame" attack, and the piercing sound of water droplets falling into the oil pot sounded one after another.

Zheng Ming, who had beaten the metal armor goblin in front of him and fled in embarrassment, sighed slightly regretfully when he saw the attack flying towards him. It decisively gave up on the target in front of it that was close to killing the spot, and leaped backwards to dodge the attack that followed it.

"Surround it now."

After forcing Zheng Ming back, Sabidulia let out a hoarse roar, and the surrounding goblin guards under his command immediately rushed towards Zheng Ming and surrounded him.

"You want to defeat me with these ants who can't even break through my defenses?"

In the face of Zheng Ming's puzzled question, Sabidulia showed a triumphant smile and said with a laugh: "What's wrong with the ants? If there are more ants, it can also take up a lot of space. ”

"Let's do it together. Searing"

"Ice Pick"

"Falling rocks"

"100 Steps Through the Yang"

"Throwing Knives"

As the surrounding goblin powerhouses shouted, all kinds of flashing attacks shot out.

"This is? Damn it! ”

Zheng Ming, who was surrounded by groups, didn't expect the other party to be so vicious. I saw that while those range attacks were constantly harvesting the lives of their fellow clansmen, they fell on Zheng Ming, who couldn't dodge.

The wailing, the roar, the cries for help before the dying moment, and the hellish picture unfolded in Zheng Ming's eyes.