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Richard lay in his tent, his head on his hands, reminiscing about what had happened to him for half a year, oh, only two months in his own world, to be exact.

When I came to an unknown place where there was only killing, the people I met always revolved around an existence called "Lord God", and there was more than one being called "Lord God". Through his observation of Dinosaur Island, Richard found that all the people had fear and reverence for the main god.

How can an existence that allows them to kill each other be worshipped? Perhaps it is this being called the Lord God who has mastered their life and death.

Blow out the candle next to it.

Richard pulled on the fur felt, his eyes still bright on the top of the tent.

Li Le, Old Immortal, and Kaya don't know if they are still intact, whether they have completed the task given to them by the Lord God, and whether they can return to their world safely?

Richard closed his eyes, there were too many worries and doubts in his mind at this time.

Wondering why he ended up on the island of killing? Barbossa said it was a drop of black water. So what kind of existence released the black water, bringing together all the powerful beings like Barbossa who came out of hell. (Yes, Richard had guessed its identity from Barbossa's countless incoherent words.) ）

In the end, Daddy finally lived up to his expectations and saved himself. Daddy is a powerful being, and that's what everyone in the tavern acquiesces to. But is it possible to easily pull oneself back from one world back to another?

What kind of game did the main god and his father have? In the end, the main god issued a wanted warrant for himself, what could attract such an existence to himself?

One question after another, one after another, one after another, puzzled Richard.

In a daze, the sun nodded, and the morning sun sprinkled down, all red.

......

In the morning, the sun is shining.

A burst of barbecue smells slipped into the tent and into Richard's nose.

After two hard puffs of the fragrant smoke, Richard's stomach screamed twice, and he was also lifted from his sleep.

I thought too much about it last night, and I didn't fall asleep until Dongfang was white, and when I sat up straight at this time, I still had a headache in my head. Patting his face to sober himself up, Richard put on his coat and walked out of the tent.

The dazzling sunlight made Richard block it with his hand, and it took a long time to get used to it. Turning to the east, Richard was thinking about returning to the tavern and asking his father why he had gone to that mysterious island.

"Lazy bugs!" a nice, familiar voice interrupted Richard.

When she turned her head, she saw Lilith sitting on a rock, holding a skewer of barbecued bird's meat. Uncle Simba was roasting a wild boar in front of a nearby fire, with scattered birds on the side.

Richard smiled at Lilith, who snorted, ignored him, turned his head and continued to eat barbecued bird.

"Little Richard is awake, a good rest can make people forget their troubles. How's it going? I had a good night's rest. Simba, the centaur, expertly roasted the boar, looked up and said to Richard.

"Well, I slept well and forgot a lot of annoying stories. "Can Richard say he actually spent the whole night in trouble?

"That's good! That's right, this boar is also roasted, come and taste it!" Simba the centaur took a short knife and cut off the hind leg of a wild boar and threw it to Richard.

Taking the boar's hind leg with a fragrant smell, Richard sat down on the spot without any image and began to hold the pig's leg and gnaw.

"Hey, Centaur, give me the pig's brain. "Barbossa flew out of the woods on the side, looking in high spirits, I don't know where this guy ran all morning?

After breakfast and lunch, Richard and his party were going to continue their departure and continue to complete the escort mission that had lasted too long.

Richard changed into the new knight armor that Simba the centaur brought him, and personally brushed Xiaobai and put on the armor.

stepped on the horse's pedal and sat on Xiaobai's horse, took out a standard long sword from the space leather bag and carried it, and took out a standard shield to hang on Xiaobai's side, waved his hand, and set off again!

A human knight, an astrologer in leather armor, a centaur, and a parrot set out on the journey again.

This time Richard decided not to meddle in his own affairs, and he would only help unless it was the kind of existence that the villagers couldn't fight.

Soon it will be out of the outer territory of the misty forest for thousands of miles.

In front of him, there are two paths for Richard to choose, one is through the Goblin Basin, as long as you pass through it, you can quickly enter the territory of the Rhine Alliance and find the human city. The second is to bypass the Goblin Basin, which is more than twice as long.

The Goblin Basin, as the name suggests, is inhabited by a large number of goblins, and no one dares to calculate how many there are. But what is certain is that there are at least a million goblins in this basin, maybe more, tens of millions? Anyway, goblins are very capable of giving birth, just like mice......

According to people's calculations on the mountains around this Goblin Basin, the size of this basin is about one-tenth the size of the Rhine League, which is not remarkable. The Rhine Alliance is one of the largest forces in the Eastern Continent, and a tenth of it may contain multiple kingdoms and principalities.

Moreover, the soil in this basin is fertile, rich in products (if it is not abundant, how can there be enough goblins to eat), minerals and so on I don't know, but it is certainly very rich. But such a place has been taken over by a group of lazy goblins, which is a slap in the face.

There are still various reasons for this situation, first of all, half of this goblin basin is on the periphery of the Misty Forest, well, as mentioned earlier, the demonic beasts of the Misty Forest do not allow humans to build cities on the periphery of the Misty Forest.

Then this goblin basin is at the junction of the north and south of the eastern continent, and the continuous war between the Northern Rhine Alliance and the southern vampire country has made neither side able to bear the other side occupying such an excellent land, so a strange peace has been formed here.

The last point is that any race, no matter how rubbish it is, as long as it can be born and the base is large, then quantitative changes will produce qualitative changes, and there will always be a few mutants that will stand out from the crowd. That's right, there are mutants in this goblin, and I don't know how to grow them, anyway, there are a few powerful goblins in this basin.

Are these goblins legends, demigods, or even gods of goblins? No one knows, but the people who have the power to slaughter the goblins will either not be able to come out in the end, or they will escape in embarrassment. This also brings a touch of mystery to this goblin basin.