"Placed in a ......"

Sivi narrowed his eyes.

He is now in a goblin lair, or 'original' goblin lair.

In front of him was the Goblin King's location, and the magic coordinates he had set on the Goblin King were indeed still here.

However, only a corpse that had begun to decompose was left here.

Judging from its size, this thing should be the Goblin King, and his magic coordinates are still well marked on the corpse. However, now it is winter, and there is some distance from the early spring, and the corpses cannot decompose so quickly.

Not to mention that Sivi had already found other suspicious points on this corpse.

If it were to be described in more explicit terms, it would be 'taking down the parts of the body that have been marked with magical coordinates separately, attaching them to another body, and then allowing them to rot to the point where they are unrecognizable to cover up the act.' ’

The real Goblin King has already escaped with this method that is almost like a golden cicada.

It's not easy to find that guy again in the vast grassland.

"But then again, the Goblin King in the Tower of Cause and Effect is not very intelligent, and the combat style is basically a straight sea of people tactics, and the modern Goblin King not only has the same intelligence as humans, but also knows tactics such as outflanking......"

He rubbed his chin, which was beginning to grow stubble: "Could it be that in the years it has been sealed, its intelligence has also made great progress?" ”

I knew that I should have dealt with the Goblin King at that time.

After a little regret, Sivi suddenly noticed that the corpse in front of him suddenly swelled.

Experienced in combat, he immediately summoned a magic shield. At the same time, a violent explosion sounded in the cave, and the already weak cave collapsed directly.

After the shock of the explosion died down for a few seconds, a somewhat embarrassed figure emerged from the ground.

"It's a corpse explosion...... How did that thing have to do with necromancers again? ”

Except for Franken, Sivi has never met other necromancers in his life, and because of the general environment of the Eastern Plains, he has not learned much necromantic magic, and when he suddenly encounters a corpse explosion, he really has no other countermeasures except defense.

"Anyway, a goblin made such a mess of me...... You're waiting for me......"

Furious, Sivi didn't notice that what he said was similar to the villain in the animated novel, and floated straight into the air. and scattered arcane 'hostile markers' into the ground.

This three-ring arcane spell marks creatures that are hostile to the caster. The marker is made up of a special light that can only be seen by the caster or the person who has the corresponding magic, and that light is almost unobstructed by objects, no matter how the marked person hides. As long as it is within the marked sight distance. can be easily spotted.

It's just that this spell is actually for creatures who are good at escaping or have spell-like abilities that manifest themselves as invisible. The range of application is extremely narrow, and the difficulty of casting spells has reached the level of three rings, so ordinary magicians can't use it at all. So it's very chicken......

However, this magic is just right for Sivi, and after being further improved and can be directly used to mark underground creatures, this magic is now extremely useful, and for Sivi, that bit of mana consumption is really nothing remarkable.

——New Green Grassland. Magical Positions –

"The long weapons team stepped forward and assassinated!"

After the initial panic, the centaurs finally got used to the grating that surrounded them, and under the command of Veillarent, they reformed into battle formation, striking round after round against the enemy outside the grate.

So far, with the exception of one centaur who was dragged out of the country by a steppe ogre who had been tamed by goblins, and whose body was torn apart by the siege of the enemy, leaving him with no place to bury, the other centaurs have killed many enemies.

The 50,000 goblins in pursuit have been reduced from 50,000 to about 35,000 after a long period of attrition.

The corpses of the goblins outside the grating had been piled up into a hill, reaching the chest height of the centaurs, not counting the ones that had been burned to ashes......

It's just that while the centaurs have achieved great success, the grating on which they live has begun to show signs of instability, and it seems that the duration of the magical position will soon be coming to an end - in fact, it is a miracle that Jean has been able to survive until now.

"Blade Weapons Team Forward, Slash and Slash!"

The centaurs' weapons had long since reached their limits, and the battle had made their weapons even more backward - the average machete already showed signs of curling blades when it killed one or two goblins, not to mention the rusty, worn-out weapons.

At one point, Sivi even suspected that the centaurs were using this weapon in order to infect their enemies with tetanus and die......

Of course, tetanus can't save the centaurs now.

Just when they thought they were in sight of victory, the small, but long line of goblins appeared on the horizon again.

Vail Larente. Iron Hoof's face turned white.

The number of goblins on the other side was terrifying, mixed with rhinoceros, deer butterflies, and a mess of monsters, and the momentum was so great that Verlarent said, 'Did the goblins crush all the military power?' 'The illusion.

And the existence of the one in the distance, who had not yet been able to see the main body, but the footsteps of the movement made the grassland ground tremble, and the hearts of all centaurs sank into the abyss.

Holding the handle of the tomahawk tightly, Veil Larente felt that his palms were already beginning to sweat.

His bowels had already repented - if he had known that the Goblins' army had become so perverted, how could he have come to his death with his own compatriots in the eyes.

"Jean, get out of here!"

At this time, he turned to his son and said, "You are the hope of our tribe, take the rest of the tribe to migrate with you and leave here." The only thing I'm glad about this time is that I didn't bring the singer, and when you return to the tribe, he will help you, not to mention the human gentleman...... Your current accomplishments show my mistakes, and if you can, please apologize to him by asking questions. ”

"But my father ......"

Jean's face, which was a little pale due to the overdraft of his magic power, showed a reluctant expression: "Warriors shouldn't run away!" ”

"It's an order, Jean! And, aren't you already a magician now? Verlarente looked at his son and smiled with satisfaction: "Live well, my son." (To be continued......)