Reconnoitring the march of the lizardmen army from the tree, Wang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to follow from a distance......

After all, whether it is a goblin corpse or a lizardman's corpse, Wang Xiaoyu can gain good experience.

As for the elven wizard Bach, he is indeed a powerful existence, but for Wang Xiaoyu, the threat is not great, because Bach is a wizard with the most delicate control over materials and magic, and he is also a hero-level existence, so Bach's precisely controlled spells are unlikely to affect him at all, as long as he hides far away and waits for the end of the war.

On the contrary, if the other party was a half-mage of the mortal level, Wang Xiaoyu would definitely not join in the fun, because maybe some out-of-control spell would affect him and accidentally injure him or even kill him.

Wang Xiaoyu and the red-headed crickets followed the group of lizardmen from a distance, and after walking south for an hour along the direction of the stream, the lizardmen began to turn direction, and then moved in a southwestern direction.

"Is that the location of the goblin colony...... Wang Xiaoyu whispered.

Airplanes......

The red-headed cricket tilted its head after hearing Wang Xiaoyu's words, and then spread its wings and flew into the air.

In these battles between the red-headed cricket and Wang Xiaoyu, the red-headed cricket was promoted to level 12 because of assisting Wang Xiaoyu in killing the prey, and his body grew to a size of 10 centimeters, and he gained the ability to fly in a higher sky.

It didn't take long for the red-headed cricket to fly down, and then said next to Wang Xiaoyu: "Big brother, I can't see clearly. ”

"Red-headed, I know you can fly very high now, so don't be scared......" Wang Xiaoyu said angrily to the red-headed cricket on the side.

However, although Wang Xiaoyu said so, in fact, in his heart, he also missed the feeling of flying, Wang Xiaoyu remembered the first time he went to Floating Mountain to obtain the temporary skill [Ethereal Body] when he was alive, and he seemed to be flying to the sky like the red-headed cricket just now and then flying back.

It's a really nice feeling to soar high in the sky and look down on the world......

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In the huge crypt of the Zephyr Forest, the ugly elven wizard Bach is holding a test tube with a purple potion, and he can't stop laughing.

"Boom...... It's very good, this color, this taste, it's worthy of demonic blood, it's really wonderful......" Wizard Bach said as he carefully added the ingredients to the test tube.

However, compared to the elven wizard Bach, who was very excited at this time, several goblins standing next to him showed fearful eyes, they were very afraid that they had done something and would be used as an experiment by Bach. So far, none of their congeners have survived Bach's experiments.

"With this demon's blood, I will definitely succeed, ......" Wizard Bach let out an excited sound as he held the test tube in his hand, but his face sank a little as he looked at the goblin on the side.

Bach squinted his eyes and glanced at the goblins he had chosen to be smarter, and let out a displeased voice: "Why haven't the goblins for the experiment been sent today, or do you want to replace those goblins as test subjects?" ”

"Bach... My lord, my lord, no, no......" The goblin who was swept by Bach's eyes last said tremblingly, but his words stumbled, obviously not clear.

Seeing this, the other goblin on the side hurriedly explained: "Lord Bach is like this, today's time has not yet come, normally you will be able to make potions early in the morning......"

Bach looked at the trembling goblins suspiciously, and at the same time glanced at the Flower of Time on his workbench, and knew that it was indeed his time to prepare the potion today.

"In that case, then you can go and bring the test subject I need today......" Bach nodded and said in a good mood at this time, and then fiddled with the purple liquid in the test tube in his hand again and let out a strange smile, this reagent he had mixed quite successfully.

And these goblins hurriedly ran away when they heard Bach's words, for fear that the elven wizard Bach would suddenly change his mind and experiment with them.

……

It was not long after the goblins left, that one of the goblins ran in excitedly while shouting.

"Lord Bach, Lord Bach's group of lizardmen are here again, you can test the strength of the modified goblins again......" the goblin ran to Bach's side and shouted excitedly.

"Oh, are you sure?" Bach said in confusion, but instead of looking up, he kept staring at the test tube in his hand.

"Yes, Lord Bach, and there are a lot of lizardmen here this time, there should be more than a thousand."

"It's just that after 25 days or so, those stupid lizardmen have bred more than a thousand, which is really good, just in time for me to test the efficacy of the potion." Bach glanced down at the goblin who had reported to him, then smiled again at the purple potion he was holding.

"Well done!"

Two strangely shaped red fruits were taken out of the space pocket by the wizard Bach and thrown into the hands of the messenger goblin.

"Praise be to you, great Lord Bach." The goblin who took the delicious fruit quickly retreated excitedly.

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Looking at his palms full of green tendons and explosive power and silver claws with blood-red patterns, the young lizardman still felt like a dream.

The surging power still made him think that it was an illusion, and the stone hammer he used before had long since been abandoned by him, because the stone hammer was too light for him now, and as long as he used his claws now, a tree with the waist thickness of an ordinary lizardman would be easily broken by him.

With their fists clenched, the young lizardmen were now confident that they could easily defeat those giant goblins that had been difficult to defeat before.

Turning his head to look at the nearly a thousand lizardmen army following behind him, the young lizardmen smiled.

They will win this battle, and they will be able to reclaim the dark crypt that their ancestors had taken from the goblins twenty years ago.

Like goblins, lizardfolk have a short lifespan, and even if they are able to live forever, they only have about five years to live. So the young lizardman had no idea what the stolen crypt was like, he had only heard the description from his ancestors, but he still longed for the crypt, which was their true home.

The young lizardman was born in a short time, less than a year, but he had already been involved in the crusade against the goblins twice.

The first time was half a year ago, when he followed the original leader to attack the goblins with about 600 lizardmen like him, but in the end, only he and a dozen goblins escaped. Then, after a five-month break, he led 500 goblins in a sortie a month earlier, and although it still failed, he managed to escape with more than 100 lizardmen.

And this is the third attack of the young lizardman, and he is confident that this time he will succeed, because he is the king of the lizardmen......

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As the morning approached, the goblin motley legion spawned by Bach had been fighting the lizardmen for the rest of the night......

At this time, the elven wizard Bach was still in his huge crypt, holding two red fruits in his hand, which he was leisurely putting in his mouth for breakfast, and then observing the images of the [Detective Eye] on the battlefield from time to time.

"Both the absolute strength and the endurance of the protracted battle have reached the peak of the elite rating under the same level, it seems that this demon bloodline is very compatible with the lowly goblins." Bach the wizard muttered as he ate the fruit.

Wizard Bach nodded again as he looked at the scene of five giant black-and-red goblins playing with a giant lizardman on the battlefield.

"The potion was successful, and it seems that there is no value in these lizardmen to continue testing in the future, so tell them to kill all the remaining lizardmen......" Wizard Bach said casually.

"Yes, great Lord Bach,......" said the goblin who had reported to Bach yesterday flatteringly, and then quickly retreated.