Flash Plains, Kissin City, Fort Volandis. [Dagger]

"What do you say?! That's impossible! A gray-haired goblin with a diamond tiara screamed and jerked to his golden throne.

Under the long steps, a thin goblin lay on the ground, with tears on his face, it was Sochi, the head of the Black Galan Chamber of Commerce, he choked up and said, "Your Highness, this is what I saw with my own eyes, that slave warrior killed everyone in Ximu Town, and burned down the trading house and blacksmith shop, and my father also whined~"

Sochi couldn't say any more, and fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

The old goblin he faced was Goger, the master of the city of Kissin. Prince Volandis, after the initial shock, slowly sat back on his golden throne, reached out and gently touched the obsidian wolf head set in the armrest of the throne, was silent for a long time, and sighed, "Old Yir is a good man." Before he left, I was drinking with him, but I didn't expect it to be goodbye. This lowly human race has done such a thing, and the mongrels of the dark elves have evaded their contractual responsibilities, they all deserve to die! ”

As he spoke, the goblin prince's affection became excited again, he slapped the handrail hard, and asked in a low voice, "Sochi, do you want to avenge your father?" ”

"Think, think all the time! I will make a glass of that Terran's head and fill it with the most delicious rum in honor of my father. Sochi said hatefully.

"Good!" The Goblin Prince clapped his hands heavily, "I will send an escort to escort you to Gear City." There, you will tell our honorable majesty about everything that happened in Ximu Town, and see what he says this time! ”

The old guy had been trying to slowly wear down the opponent's strength by peaceful economic means, but after spending and wearing, something like this happened. How precious the lives of their goblins were, and now they were killed by more than 300 slaves, what a shame!

According to his intentions, he directly pressed down the army, desperately lost tens of thousands of soldiers, and killed the black dragon. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to destroy the dark elves and crush the flesh and blood of those slaves?

Sochi is only a small head of the Black Galaland Chamber of Commerce, and of course it is impossible to disobey the will of the prince. The prince's arrangement was immediately agreed.

When Sochi was taken away, Prince Gogger was silent, his eyes lit up, and the shadow cast by his small body on the wall was as large as a mountain giant under the light of the magic lamp. The servants around the main hall did not dare to make a sound. Waiting with full attention for the new order of the prince.

Suddenly, Prince Gogger roared in a deep voice different from that of ordinary goblins, "Where is my sword? ”

A goblin servant immediately ran out of the main hall to deliver his life, and in Kissin City, there was only one warrior who could be called 'my sword' by His Royal Highness the Prince, and that was the world-famous goblin warrior Wittstein, the hand of death, and all the servants knew this.

After a few minutes, a tall goblin with a height of nearly one and a half meters and a full body full of flesh (relative to the goblin's stature) walked in, he half-knelt under the steps of the throne, and said respectfully, "My master, I am here." ”

The goblin was clad in tight, shiny leather armor. The leather armor is so skilled that it looks like it's all in one, wrapping not only the goblin's body, but also his neck and head, leaving only one face exposed.

In addition to leather armor, the goblin's wrist and ankle each clasp a steel-gray metal ring inlaid with intricate magic patterns, the style is very exquisite and classical.

The Goblin Prince sat high on the throne and said condescendingly, "Vitstein, you are my most powerful warrior. Over the years, you've defeated one powerful opponent after another for me, and you've even single-handedly defeated a saber-toothed Moonlight Demon Tiger. I am very reassured in your strength. Now, there is a Terran slave who has killed hundreds of goblin people in Ximu Town. And kill my loyal servant Il, what will you do?! ”

"Kill him! Throw his body on the Black Iron Throne of the Black Dragon Slave King and let him rot and stink. The warrior replied coldly.

"Good!" Gogel exclaimed, "It's time for those slaves to realize the great power of our people." ”

The goblin warrior bowed his head and saluted, then stood up, and as he got up, the metal rings of his wrists and ankles glowed with magical light. What was originally just a small metal ring began to stretch and spread, quickly covering the goblin Vitstein's body.

Eventually, by the time Wittstein got back up straight, he had become a tall warrior nearly two meters tall, with a dark blue metallic sheen all over his body and blue eyes.

A 'ding' sound came from Wittstein's hand, but it was a large exaggerated magic musket, the flowing condensed magic, the dark blue body of the spear, the product of the perfect combination of power and beauty.

Not only that, but the musket quickly deformed, becoming a spear, a giant sword, and even two one-handed swords, one by one, and finally became a metal whip, wrapped around the metal arm of the goblin warrior, and fused into one.

After doing this, Wittstein's slightly metallic voice came out, "Master, I and my 'Hand of Death' are ready. ”

The Goblin Prince nodded, waved his hand, and said impassionedly, "Go, Wittstein, go and bring the glory back!" ”

The heavily armed goblin warrior nodded, and several streaks of red-hot steam erupted from the metal armor, and the goblin warrior rushed out of the hall at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye.

After this powerful warrior went out, Prince Gogger felt that the anger in his heart had dissipated, and after sitting on the throne for a while, he issued a new order: "Old Yir sent back the news of the undead before he died, these skeletons are dirty and smelly, pass my order, let my airship team set off immediately, use high-explosive fire bombs, go to the Forest of the Silver Moon and burn their base!" ”

In the Dark Regions, the legend of the undead is not ethereal, and the Lord of Darkness has been trying to spread faith in this world, so the story of the undead has appeared repeatedly. With the character of goblins who like to delve into everything, they are naturally no strangers to the characteristics of the undead, and they are also very familiar with the methods of the other party's undead.

Flame is a powerful weapon against the undead.

Prince Gogger knows very well that the current undead have been able to defeat the black dragon, and if he is not contained, it will only become more and more troublesome in the future, and his territory is close to the human race, and this geographical advantage allows him to benefit the most from trading in the Slay Kingdom, but once the undead are strong, he will be the first to suffer.

Naturally, this is the case. Gogel has a very low tolerance for the undead.

On this side, the Goblin Prince was furious, but in the Crescent Garden, the capital of the Dark Elves, it was a different story.

When the two Silver Moon Samurai delivered the letter. Known as the Light of a Thousand Moons, Queen Agnes is sitting gracefully on a bench in the Gardens of Moonstream, listening to the multi-talented maidens play pleasant music for her.

"Oh, those little were beaten?" The queen said with a smile on her face, teasing her, and finished speaking. She opened her mouth, and the maid fed the peeled jade crystal nuts to her mouth.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Samurai Gran lowered his head and did not dare to look at the queen's face, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it, and he would be so disgraced by the queen's beauty that he would lose his soul.

"To be honest, it's very relieving." The queen grinned, "But those goblins are petty and difficult, ugly and suspicious, and Miss Silver Manlan will definitely make those guys mad by doing this." So be it, my Grand Steward, Filine. Send a team of warriors to Brookwood to help the goblins search for the murderers, and kill some of the famous and powerful Terran slaves to the satisfaction of the little. ”

Filine looks to be in her forties, and she still retains a lot of the charm of her youth, she is the chief manager, but she is also a battle mage, a peerless powerhouse in the land of a thousand moons, and the dark elves have nearly 100,000 official mages. But in the magical attainments can and her shoulders no more than five.

She bowed slightly to the queen and asked, "Your Majesty, how many people do you need to send?" ”

"Take care of yourself, Firin." The queen has turned her attention back to the good music.

"Yes." Feline nodded. Seeing the queen's casual and lazy appearance, she was a little worried, but she did not hesitate and immediately began to make arrangements.

About half a day later, a team of fifty Silver Moon warriors with six-star strength left the Crescent Moon Garden, riding the Nightblade Demon Tiger, a specialty of the Land of a Thousand Moons. Rush to Ximu Town, which is more than 1,300 kilometers away

The reaction of the goblins and dark elves was fierce, but Rollin did not know this, and led by the hounds and boars, he drove more than a hundred kilometers northwest to finally reach the mouth of the valley of Echo.

The entrance to the valley hides a dense woods, and if you don't look closely, you won't be able to spot it even if you get close.

"My lord, follow me, we have set a lot of traps here, be careful." The hound, who led the way in front, reminded him that he himself was moving forward very cautiously.

Rollin nodded, and followed behind without saying a word, after Iona's death, he was much more silent, one reason was that he was a little sad, but more importantly, he had been observing the various changes that the dragon essence had brought to his body all the way.

After walking cautiously along the way, avoiding at least twenty deadly traps, the true face of the valley appeared ahead.

The valley is a dense forest, full of evergreen towering trees, and the canopy of these trees is very dense and leafy, hiding the peep from the sky. There are almost no weeds between the trees, and they are all cleaned, and there are many simple wooden houses built on this area.

Under the gloomy tree, a luminous leaf is used as a source of light, and a gourd-like container is hung from the trunk of the tree, filled with earth and planted with fern leaves. It's the most creative streetlight Rollin has ever seen.

Through these lights, what appeared in front of Luo Lin's eyes was a small Terran habitat in Buximu Town, with no less than 2,000 inhabitants based on the number of houses.

"My lord, this is the Valley of Echoes." The Hound Dog face was a little proud, "Everyone in the valley, regardless of men, women, and children, is an excellent warrior. ”

Obviously, strangers do not often appear in the valley, and this stranger's temperament is very special, so the people of the valley look at it well.

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, "Hound dog, boar, what are you bringing a bastard nobleman into the valley?" ”

The voice was not friendly, with obvious hostility. (To be continued.) )xh118