In front of him was a tribe of goblins numbering about two thousand, these goblins who were obviously several circles stronger than their compatriots on the Fira continent, and their camp was all bad. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mess of furs was haphazardly sewn together, and then they were made of these things and a few pieces of wood to build a nest, which was the tent where they lived.

Moreover, these tents are built without any rules, which makes the whole camp look like a huge labyrinth, and it is extremely difficult to find a way in and out of the camp from here.

At this time, it was time to prepare lunch, and a large group of goblin women were busy around a dozen cauldrons, cleaning up their prey on the spot, letting the blood flow all over the floor, and discarding the inedible offal.

The smell of these entrails mixed with the excrement all over the ground was not something that could be described in a strange way, and Modo lay a mile away from the camp, almost fainting, and the goblins who were extremely powerful in their hearts completely ignored it.

Even the large groups of goblin cubs frolicked with each other, rolling on the mixture, and covering themselves with such powerful objects, and the goblin women who were chatting around didn't care about it, because such a routine was too normal for them.

A bold idea came to Modo's mind, and if he followed this method, he believed that the speed of his future journey would be greatly improved, but the thought of the price he would have to pay for it made Modo's liver tremble.

In the end, it was the sense of responsibility of being an old man that made him make up his mind, let's die, don't you say that there is a good saying! If you don't die for a woman, how can you let her die and live......

After making up his mind, Modo slowly retreated, it was not yet noon, and the best time to carry out Modo's plan was at night, and it was still a long time away, Modo decided to find a hidden place to eat and drink to his heart's content, and rest by the way.

Time passed so quickly, and the little gnome waited patiently until late at night before cautiously approaching the goblin camp, perhaps because the upper elves never took the initiative to attack, making these goblins extremely lax in their defenses.

They didn't have any vigilance at all, except for a few fires on the periphery of the camp, and then sent out a few guards to guard against the monsters, but the vigilance of these guards was too weak, and they dozed off insolently, which did not make any difference.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Modo sneaked into the camp quietly, and immediately encountered the biggest threat of this operation: the smell of ecstasy in the goblin camp made his stomach churn so badly that he almost vomited the little thing he ate at night.

Hurriedly holding all his breath, Modo relented, and then he stepped on the slippery objects all over the ground, endured this inexplicable torment and continued to move on, perhaps because the entertainment activities of the goblin tribe were very poor, and the simple nests of the camp were full of suppressed heys at all, but in this environment, Modo could not rise to any beauty......

After turning around for a while, Moduo finally found a quiet nest, and the slight snoring in it showed that the owner of the nest had slept like a dead pig; ”

After looking left and right again, and making sure that his whereabouts were not revealed, Modo jumped in, and by the light that penetrated when he opened the curtain of the nest, Modo saw the situation inside, and a strong man was sleeping with a goblin girl in his arms.

With two soft clicks, the goblin dog man and woman were killed by Modo in their sleep, and then Modo began to carefully examine the two dead goblins, and finally, Modo was sure that his plan was feasible.

The height of these goblins is half a head taller than the compatriots in the Fila Continent, so Modo doesn't look obtrusive when he dresses up as them, if you have ears, you can bring a wig to cover your ears, and as for the most important skin, in Modo's spatial ring, there happens to be a disguise potion obtained from the Moon God Priest of the Highland Elf tribe.

Although there is a slight difference between the goblin's green skin and the goblin's green skin when viewed closely, it is probably a perfect disguise when combined with the mud that the goblin never bathes and covers its body.

Thinking of this, Modo immediately took action!

That's right, the little dwarf is going to disguise himself as a goblin, and then he can tame a fast-moving monster to hurry; although he will still face the threat of the monster along the way, but how can he mix up with the internal contradictions from the invaders, and naturally he will not enjoy the treatment of joint pursuit.

The little dwarf Modo couldn't help but praise his cleverness again, so that the speed of the journey would be much faster in the future, but when he picked up the leather armor of the goblin man, he began to doubt not only the possibility of this plan, but also his own life.

What's the difference~ Is this still the clothes worn by normal creatures? Not to mention anything else, just the unknown grease on it made Mo Duo's hand slip and almost didn't hold it.

In the end, after a long period of psychological construction, Modo finally put on this leather armor reluctantly, according to the plan, he also had to roll on the ground a few times, stained with some ground mixture, to completely cover up the unfamiliar smell on his body.

It's just that Master Modo, who is now barely wearing goblin leather armor, can no longer do such a ruthless thing, and he really thinks that the smell of this leather armor, even the fragrance of half a catty of perfume sprayed on his body, can be completely covered.

Fiercely at the goblin dog man and woman who had already died on the side, he spat a big mouthful, and after making his depressed mood a little better, Modo withdrew from the goblin tribe again, and then took advantage of the moonlight that was not very bright tonight, and fled quickly towards the northeast where the target was located......

As soon as the morning sun rose above the treetops, the small goblin tribe began to boil, and the goblins yawned and came out of their nests, greeting each other and excreting on the spot the debris they had hoarded for the night.

After excretion, they walked to the fire that had been going on for years, ready to eat a breakfast that was not very rich, but barely filling, and if nothing else, it was another normal day for the goblin tribe.

It was only that the goblin dog man and woman who were killed soon were discovered and killed quietly in their sleep, which undoubtedly caused panic among the goblin tribes, who were clamoring around the nest of the deceased.

Then a goblin wearing a very ill-fitting elf magic leather armor walked over, and the noisy goblins suddenly quieted down; after carefully inspecting the goblin who looked like a big man, his face became solemn, and he roared loudly: "Hurry up and inform the surrounding tribes, just say that those elves have infiltrated again, and they may be the legendary powerhouses in their mouths." ”