After the light hole appeared, the purple was much richer, but it was not so dazzling, and Tia also opened her eyes.

In her expanded field of vision, she could clearly see that in the rich purple light vortex, a small and delicate hammer emerged from it with difficulty and smashed into the surrounding ground.

Then a tiny hand reached out.

Tia crouched down and waited quietly.

I saw that the little hand struggled to put on the floor outside the light cave, as if he was being dragged by someone, desperately grasping the support point, and the bone joints protruded, which was extremely hard. After a long struggle, another hand appeared on the ground.

Tia raised an eyebrow.

Is there something wrong with her formation? Why do you feel that this little goblin is so troublesome?

She wondered, there had been significant progress over there.

Two hands were much stronger than one, and soon, a red hat goblin the size of an adult's palm climbed up.

And with its appearance, the light hole began to slowly shrink, and the purple light gradually weakened and condensed.

This is a signal that the summoning is complete and the plane gate is closing.

Looking at the little goblin who was lifting his pants, Tia was just about to speak, but saw two or three familiar little hands faintly appearing in the light hole that had not completely disappeared, waving them wildly.

She was shocked.

Can this formation still be used in groups?

But before Tia could do anything, he saw the little goblin pick up his hammer with lightning speed, and turned around with a fierce knock.

That movement, she estimated that the old man had smashed nails before with this strength.

Tia looked back at the Book of Omniscience in amazement, and said that what about the good and kind race?

The Book of Omniscience was also surprised, and it flew to Tia's side with some hesitation, wondering in its heart.

In the end, it is a different plane, and with its current ability, it cannot easily detect the news of the Goblin Pathfinder Race. Most of the information given to Tia had not been updated before, and I thought there would be no major changes, but now I look at it at a glance. Maybe in the years since it broke, the Goblin Pathfinders have evolved into an aggressive race?

One person and one writer looked at each other, and the other faces were confused.

Before they could react to this turn of events, the brutal little goblin dropped his hammer, took off his red hat, and bowed.

His small body was bent down almost in half, expressing his 120,000 respect. "Hello, Honorable Wizard, I am Messi, the little Messi of the Tabro Goblin Clan, and I am glad to sense your calling and come here to work for you. Bet on the reputation of the Tabro Goblins, and even if there is a sea of hellfire ahead, I will definitely complete the task you gave me. ”

With that, he lifted his brownish-red face with a long nose and smiled shyly.

"So, if you don't mind, I'd like to be paid a portion upfront, I don't think I can wait until I'm done. ”

The smile on this face was so effective that Tia agreed to his request almost without hesitation.

The little goblin was instantly overjoyed, and he happily ran to the water cup and took out his own small water cup from the goblin backpack he was carrying.

Carefully scooping a little, he almost reverently brought the glass to his lips and licked it as if he were worshipping some holy object.

For a moment, Tia felt as if she heard the sound of flowers blooming.