"No more playing."

Enough of scaring people, John restrained his laughter and let go of the swordsman and knight in his hand.

Feeling the smell of humans and the smell of blood in the air, John walked over to the goblin after torturing it, and happened to meet these two patrolling swordsmen and knights, who told them to take up arms and attack him without saying a word, otherwise John would not have done anything to them.

Because he didn't suffer any harm, John didn't intend to kill innocents, just scare and scare, he had other things to do, but he didn't have any extra time to waste here.

John left, and the archers in the tree breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension was relieved, and only then did she come down from the tree and run to take care of her two teammates who were lying on the ground coughing.

Walking leisurely through the dense woods, John recalled the memories taken from the goblins, their nest was supposed to be in this direction, and he couldn't help but feel a bloodthirsty smile on his face, which sent chills down his back.

The goblin's lair, a long-abandoned church, collapsed walls, dense and cluttered vegetation, typical uninhabited ruins, but in it there is a bonfire lit to light up the night, skinny humanoid goblins patrol the neighborhood with weapons, and the interior is full of goblins.

"Honorable King, I think you should build a private army of your own, and the strongest army!"

The main hall of the church, which was also the least collapsed, was a pile of goblins guarding the heavy ground, and one of them, taller than the goblins, a man dressed in human clothes, was half-kneeling and said respectfully to the goblins on the "throne".

The "throne" is actually a large chair made of a pile of wood, draped in the skin of some kind of ferocious beast, and this chair is placed in front of a collapsed stone statue, surrounded by a gloomy human head and white bones.

The king sitting on the "throne" is a real goblin, but compared to ordinary goblins, its eyes are full of wisdom, and it is a thinking goblin.

"Quack......... I need a reason. ”

The human language comes out of the mouth of this goblin, although it sounds like a strong country atmosphere, but it is very close to the language used by humans, as long as people do not know the true face, it is estimated that 100% of people will think that this is a person speaking, a goblin can speak human language is an unprecedented thing, enough to cause a sensation.

The human man under the throne swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his head, and spoke the words that had been sorted out in his head.

"My beloved king, in the human system, the king is the most noble, they will generally set up an army to protect their own safety, and you are also the most unique existence, your safety must be the first priority, so the existence of a private army is very necessary, please think about it more."

The Goblin King pondered for a moment, as if in thought, and then raised his hand to one of the goblins standing on the side below and said, "Aka, cross Wow Ka Ka Forehead!" ”

The goblin who was called by the Goblin King was a strong goblin that was bigger than a human, and its muscles made people laugh.

"Wow!"

This kind of strong goblin is called a big ghost by adventurers, which is the so-called goblin, the evolution of the goblin, with amazing strength and a certain degree of improved intelligence, and is generally the number one enemy of adventurers.

Goblin learned to pose like a human man, half-kneeling and respectfully speaking their own language.

The human man still didn't quite understand what they were saying, but he probably guessed wrong, and the Goblin King on the throne once again took his advice.

"You go down first, I'm a little tired."

With Gogoblin leaving, the Goblin King on the throne spoke to the human man.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The human man thanked the queen gratefully, and then silently retreated and left this oppressive place.

Of course, he did not leave alone, but in the company of the two big brothers, he walked to the basement of the main hall.

It was dark and damp, and there was an unbearable smell, and the staircase leading to the underground smelled unpleasantly, and the human man knew that he was going back to his dwelling, and if nothing else, his future fate would end in such a place.

This abandoned church built in an unknown era has a dungeon for the detainees underneath, so goblins usually lock up marauding humans in this kind of place to prevent humans from escaping, I have to say that the king is really smart, and sent two big goblins to guard this place, and he can't even escape.

"Quack!"

"Whoa, quack, quack!"

A few goblins came up the stairs, they passed by as if they were chatting and laughing, and the human man silently glanced at them as they passed by and then retracted them, he already knew the end, but there was nothing he could do but watch them leave again and again.

The staircase leading to the bottom is finally at the end, it is still relatively spacious, behind an iron door is the dungeon where humans are held, in this place it seems that the guards used to interrogate prisoners a long time ago, all kinds of torture tools are hung on the wall, several torture tools are still stained with blood, it seems that they were just used not long ago, now, move their eyes to a corner, and find that several goblins are sitting around a naked human woman Quite obscene things, human men heard her screams, A wave of anger could not help but arise in his heart, and his expression began to become hideous, and his fists were clenched.

"Quack?!"

Goblin seemed to feel the killing intent of the human man, and it slapped it without hesitation, and the human man's body was beaten down at once, blood and teeth flew out of his mouth, and his cheeks were swollen and he supported the ground with his arms, and his chaotic head tried to recover.

Ah, I've been used to it for a long time, haven't I, why do you have to make this impulse, the human man who is trying to get up from the ground scolds himself bitterly in his heart, as long as he doesn't see it, it's fine, why do you have to be angry, it's obviously useless, and he will be beaten, and now eating is a problem.

The human man knows what his status is, although he has the power to see the king, his status is still on a par with food, but he still has the value of use, and when the value is drained, he will definitely become the food of these monsters like other companions.

It is absolutely miserable for women to fall into the hands of goblins, who are either reduced to tools for dealing with desires or to produce monsters for them, and men are reduced to food, and when they are caught, they will all be driven to death, like if he had not shown his worth to the king at that time, he would have become food in the stomachs of these monsters.

Now, this dungeon is nothing more than him and a group of miserable women.

When will I be able to get out of this hellish place?! Damn!!

Swallowing the blood into his stomach unwillingly, this was all he could do.