At a bend in a river, a huge tent made of animal skins towered beside it, the water of the river was red, because a mountain of dinosaur corpses stood next to the tent, and the mountain of corpses was still growing, and the corpses of dinosaurs even larger than those of Brontosaurus were pushed onto this mountain. Let more blood splash into the raging river.

The tent was dim and gloomy, and there was a strong smell of blood filling the entire space, and the figures in the fresh animal skin tent were more than three meters tall, burly and unusual, and hissing was mixed in. Surrounded by them, a diminutive figure sat on a throne made of animal bones. He was holding a *identical weapon in his hand, and the tip of that weapon was emitting a dazzling red light at the moment, if Zhang Lan was here at this moment, they would definitely recognize that it was the goblin clan's unique weapon, the red crystal spear.

"Lord Vulture, this is the weapon we captured a goblin, we had more than forty warriors before we captured him, and he killed him with this weapon," explained a figure with almost half of his head, half-kneeling to the man on the throne.

"Nonsense... Goblins are creatures like shrimps, a warrior of our clan can kill one of their tribes, how can a goblin kill more than forty warriors of our clan" The half-kneeling man's explanation was reprimanded by the surrounding figures, and they were angry and whispered, as if the half-kneeling man said such a ridiculous thing, although he was angry, the voices of these people were extremely depressed, as if there was a ruler suppressing them. But the half-kneeling man was as deaf as a deaf ear, as motionless as a cast of iron.

After a while, the figures around him realized that the person on the throne was just fiddling with the weapon in his hand, and did not speak. The whispers faded away. At this time, it seemed that the person on the throne had discovered something, and tapped the red crystal at the top of the red crystal spear with the tip of his finger, and the red light of the red crystal suddenly exploded under this point, as if it was about to explode. But the finger was a little bit again, and the red light immediately stabilized again.

The man on the throne waved his hand to the left and right casually, and two people stepped out of the crowd and opened the tent curtain, and as the light poured in, the darkness inside was dispelled. I saw a tent full of lizardmen, standing in the middle of it, these lizardmen were either physically disabled, or their faces were covered with knife marks or bloodstains, full of boundless evil spirit. Among the lizardmen, the half-kneeling man was only half a head, but he was handsome and elegant. Although these lizardmen are as fierce as beasts, their clothes are all gorgeous and neat, and their wildness is full of restraint, forming a huge contrast. And the person on the throne is even more fur and velvet, and the python is long and luxurious. Compared with the attire of the European kings and nobles of the eighteenth century on earth, it is more graceful and erect.

The dwarf lizardman on the throne pointed the red crystal gun at the corpse mountain outside the tent, and the surrounding lizardmen hurriedly flashed a passage, and after a crisp sound, a bright red light hit the corpse mountain, and suddenly a large hole with a diameter of more than 20 meters appeared in the corpse mountain, almost penetrating the corpse mountain. Even if it didn't break through, the mountain collapsed with a bang due to the large hole evaporated by the red light, startling the lizardmen who were transporting dinosaur corpses to the mountain or mending knives to the undead dinosaurs.

And seeing the power of the red crystal spear, everyone in the tent was in an uproar. And there was an uproar that fell silent for a moment after the man on the throne knocked on the armrest. The half-kneeling man spoke again, "A team of explorers are tracking down these goblins, they have discovered their lair, and they have sent back a scout to report it. ”

When the man on the throne heard this, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he suddenly slapped it the armrest, making a crisp sound like the clash of gold and iron. In the midst of this crisp sound, the lizardmen suddenly stood up and shouted "promise". The demolition of the tent was immediately initiated, and it was evident that they had performed this operation countless times and were extremely proficient. In the middle of a hundred breaths, the huge and towering tent was gone.

The lizardmen, in the light of the day, looked at the man on the throne, waiting for orders. Then the man pointed with his finger at the kneeling man on the ground. The lizardman with one eye on one side of his head hurried to the throne with a happy look and four other equally fierce lizardmen to lift the throne, while the lizardmen all looked at him with envy.

The man on the throne looked down at the crowd and waved his hand. The lizardmen stood up again and then dispersed like tired birds throwing themselves into the forest, and soon a long and grand horn sounded, and countless lizardmen scattered across the river and grassland immediately gathered into a neat phalanx and assembled towards the corpse mountain. Under the division and sorting of hundreds of shirtless lizardmen, the corpse mountain shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as the corpse mountain shrank, each lizardman carried a dinosaur meat piece as heavy as his body on his back.

These squares of flesh and flesh snaking towards a vaguely towering mountain range, as if it was the location of the goblin settlement, the Broken Sea Mountain Range.