The goblins all said that those aliens had gone crazy, crazy, and that the fragile aliens were attacking the goblins as if they had lost their minds, as if they were not the goblins who had lost their cubs, but those aliens.

I was at home, and when my mother and father came back, they were very happy to see me, I couldn't go with the goblins, I knew that the old goblin told me, but when my father and mother came back, I couldn't go to the old goblin's house anymore.

I stayed at home, and every day, one of my father and mother would go with the goblins, searching for the aliens in the neighborhood, and no matter how crazy the aliens were, the goblins would not give up.

In the goblin clan, cubs are very precious existences, and it is extremely difficult to give birth to one, not to mention that those alien races almost killed all the cubs of the goblins living here mercilessly.

The rest, there are not many at all, even my little friend who is a female beast, did not survive, my little friend, there are heavy casualties, and very few survived.

My father and mother wouldn't let me go out for my safety, but soon, they didn't care about me, and the search needed more goblins to get involved.

My parents are both big goblins, goblins who have lived for a long time, so they are indispensable combat power, so there is no way, my father and mother take me to a place in one day.

It was a protective cave made by the elves together, in order to protect the remaining cubs, and to be able to better search for those aliens to take revenge.

When I arrived, there were already scattered cubs, and there were only four about them, and with me, there were only five.

I feel very strange, there used to be more than a hundred cubs here, but now there are less than ten left, this is very shocking.

When I arrived, it was already late, and apart from our six cubs, there were only two goblins with advanced cultivation, and an old goblin, the old goblin who liked to tell me stories.

I was glad to see him, because I could listen to stories again, and I don't know if I could forget the sight of the cubs dying.

Father and mother weren't very happy, they didn't seem to like me being here, I don't understand why, but I think the old goblin would know.

After my father and mother sent me here, they told me a few words and then left, and as they left, my mother looked back at me, and it was too complicated for me to tell me what it was like.

But then, I knew.

I came to this cave and found a place to lie down, I didn't want to be a foreigner, it didn't make me feel comfortable, it made me feel scared.

I always thought that aliens were very fragile and elves were very powerful, but in fact, it was not like that.

After waiting for a long time, another goblin sent a cub, and after that, no cubs came.

One of the two goblins stood guard at the entrance of the cave, and the other lay in the middle of the cave, occasionally getting up and changing positions, in order to ensure the safety of the cubs present in order to ensure that there was an emergency.

I lay there for a long time, and finally I couldn't stay any longer, and then I got up quietly and tried to go to the old goblin, but as soon as I moved, the goblin, the goblin I thought had been resting with my eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at me.

Under the watchful eye of the goblin, I came to the old goblin's side and lay down again.

After that, after the fairy was sure that I was okay, he didn't look at me again, but closed his eyes and rested again.

At this time, when I asked the old goblin why he wanted to gather the cubs together, the old goblin told me that it was because there were so many dead cubs that the goblins who had lost their children were frantically asking for revenge.

And the few young living goblins can't refuse, they can only find ways to help, but those aliens are like they are prepared, they are extremely difficult to catch, and they are still trying to fight back.

I asked the old goblin, aren't those aliens vulnerable? Why can this be done, the old goblin told me that those aliens are not weak, but they are played with by fate.

I don't know why, but I instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this old goblin, and I had that feeling before, but I couldn't put it into words.

And there are no goblins who say that the old goblins have a problem, it's just that everyone doesn't like to approach the old goblins, I asked my father and mother, and they didn't tell me why.

But the goblin who once came to my house told me that it was because the old goblin's demonic aura was not pure, and that old goblin should have practiced some bad spells.

For goblins who advocate martial arts, magic is the lowest level, and they look down on those crooked ways that cultivate magic.

The old goblins also told me that the goblins had been trying to find the aliens who were hiding, but they had failed, and they couldn't find the aliens who were hiding.

I asked the old goblin how he knew, and the old goblin said that the goblins had told him, but it wasn't right, because no goblin had ever wanted to approach the old goblin.

I came to the old goblin because I liked to hear stories, and other than that, there were only a few cubs, and the cubs liked the old goblin's food, and he would cook a lot of delicious food for us.

By the way, the old goblin also likes to ask us where our family is, how many elders there are in the family, etc.

But it doesn't matter, I asked the old goblins why the aliens were so desperate, why they did everything to kill the goblins.

The old goblin told me that for revenge, it was not only the elf cubs who died, but also the children of the alien race, and the thousands of aliens who died because of the enslavement of the elves.

It's not just about the future of the aliens, it's about dignity.

The dignity of the once aliens.

Dignity? I don't understand what this has to do with dignity, after all, do aliens have dignity at all? No, I know, the elves look down on the alien race again, they are fragile and powerless, and they are useless.

Or rather, it's a fragile creature that will die with a single claw.

The goblins around me have always conveyed this truth to me, and my parents seem to think so, after all, they are too vulnerable.

I said this to the old goblin, and the old goblin didn't refute it, but the old goblin's eyes revealed that there was always a light in him, and he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it.

After that, the old goblin told me other stories, and the cubs here slowly gathered around, and the old goblin told the story of the adventures of a goblin senior.

It was a fascinating story, and even the sleeping goblins pricked up one ear to listen to the old goblin's story.

But this time, the old goblin, as if something was not right, sparkled in his eyes as if there was a hidden flame.

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