In an instant, the shocking tiger roar resounded throughout the entire mountain forest.

Whether it was the working goblin, Chen Fei and Piro, they all stopped their movements and looked around vigilantly.

"Over there!" Chen Fei said, pointing towards the north of the woods.

Chen Fei sensed it, in the direction of his finger.

A goblin had just severed the connection with his lordship contract, and it was obvious that something had happened to him and he had died.

"I'll go and come back!"

Piro's muscles tensed, and he gritted his teeth and burst out of the big bluestone like a cheetah.

In his steely chest, a raging rage of rage was burning violently.

Finally, there was an opportunity to exchange feelings with the owner, but it was interrupted.

Piro vows that he must show the troublemaker who knows what it means to be an Arhat.

"Tiger, King of the Jungle, if you want to be in my place, I'm afraid you've chosen the wrong place!"

Looking at Piro, who was galloping among the grass and trees, and thinking of the appearance of the tiger, Chen Fei smiled with some expectation.

The scenery around him flew by like light and shadow, and it didn't take long for Piro to arrive at the scene of the incident.

It wasn't far from the big bluestone where Chen Fei and the others were.

Before he could get closer, Piro saw a large tiger with upturned eyes and a white forehead in the distance.

The mighty tiger stood on a large rock in front of the cave, held its head high, opened its mouth like a basin of blood, yawned, and then spat out a blood-red tongue, licked its sharp teeth, and curled its white beard like a steel needle.

His whole body trembled twice, and he took a big stride, looking with some alarm at the green-skinned dwarf who was slowly surrounding him.

In front of a tiger with a body length of more than three meters, the short goblin stood in front of it like a small dot.

"What the hell are these green-skinned dwarfs?" the big tiger wondered.

Unlike the ordinary ignorant beasts, this great tiger has already opened his mind. can barely be regarded as a tiger demon, and he has learned to control the wind.

Today he had just returned from hunting a two-legged sheep, and before he could eat it, he was disturbed by a green-skinned dwarf who had scurried into the burrow.

Where can he endure the long-term deterrence of the mountains and forests, and with a single bite, he bites off the head of the green-skinned dwarf.

With a click, it shattered to the ground like a big watermelon.

As soon as he came out of the cave and roared, he saw green-skinned dwarfs slowly surrounding him with short weapons.

When Piro arrived, although his heart was full of anger, he didn't directly rush up and kill the big tiger with three punches.

It's cool like that, but it really doesn't fit the image of his king.

Instead, he motioned to the goblins who had already surrounded the tiger and asked them to take action against the big tiger.

The goblins who came around were all goblin soldiers, responsible for guarding the safety of other goblins, with weapons in their hands, and their strength and skills were stronger.

They grinned, holding the weapons in their hands and slowly approaching the tiger.

Looking at the slowly closing encirclement, the tiger, who was not low in wisdom, also understood that his situation was not good.

Either kill all of these green-skinned dwarfs, or break out of the encirclement and flee for your life.

He chose the former.

"Roar...", a tiger roared to the sky.

The whole mountain forest was alarmed, and birds flew wildly.

The strong muscles of the body moved, and the two front paws pressed slightly on the ground, and the whole body pounced upward, with a howling wind, towards a goblin.

The tiger roared and pounced, adding to its might.

The bloody mouth with the smell of fish was in front of him, and the goblin, who was about to be pounced on by the big tiger, did not show any timidity, but responded calmly.

If it were an ordinary goblin, at this time, he would definitely be taken by the majesty of this tiger, his head would be blank, his hands and feet would be weak, and he would die in the tiger's mouth.

However, unlike the waste that collects resources, they are professionally trained.

They clenched the short guns in their hands and stabbed forward vigorously when the tiger pounced, practicing their marksmanship for many days, and the tip of the spear stabbed straight at the tiger's vital point.

There is also a momentum of dying together and vowing not to give up.

The tiger was still in the air, and he felt the tip of the spear pointed directly at his vital point, and his heart was horrified.

The word "king" on his forehead flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, and a gust of wind rolled up around the tiger's body out of thin air.

With the force of the wind, the tiger forcibly twisted itself in the air.

Back on the ground, the tiger no longer wanted to kill the green-skinned dwarf, but turned around and ran.

The short moment of contact had already made the tiger understand that he was no match for this group of green-skinned dwarfs at all.

He might be able to bite off the heads of a few green-skinned dwarfs, but his life will definitely be given here.

Escaping was the only option for the Tigers.

However, just as the tiger was about to gallop away, a different green-skinned dwarf appeared in front of the tiger at some point.

Piro slammed a punch into the top of the tiger before it could react.

The fist, which was obviously no bigger than a mountain fruit, fell on the forehead of the tiger, but it was as heavy as a boulder falling from the sky.

With just one punch, the tiger was smashed into a daze, and its huge body retreated again and again, falling back into the goblin's encirclement again.

Four or five short spears, handed over at the right time, stabbed fiercely into the tiger's brown and yellow fur.

Stimulated by pain, the tiger recovered from his vertigo.

Dying, his head flicked, and with a click, the spear broke, throwing the two goblins far away.

Fortunately, the tiger was in a hurry and did not cause much damage to the two goblins.

"Whoa!"

The other goblins let out a loud scream, and with a boost of morale, they raised their short spears and thrust hard, stabbing bloody holes in the tiger's body.

After another blow, the tiger finally lost its strength.

With a miserable roar, the tiger's eyes showed unwillingness, the breath of life quickly disappeared, and he fell to the ground without moving.

"Cut!

Seeing the tiger fall to the ground, Piro stepped forward and approached the two goblins who had been blown away to check on their injuries.

It's just a little bit of flesh and skin, and it's not a big deal.

"Pack up this tiger, it's your dinner tonight!"

Looking at the bloody, sack-like corpse of the tiger, Piro had no intention of peeling off the tiger skin to make a coat, and casually ordered the goblins who had just contributed to watch and deal with it.

"Hooray, king!"

Take a few goblins into the tiger's stinking cave.

The air was filled with the smell of fierce tigers, and there was a hint of chill that made Piro feel uncomfortable.

The first thing you see is a goblin headless corpse at the entrance to the cave, with tools for gathering supplies scattered next to it.

There was no sign of resistance, apparently he was killed by a blow from a tiger, and he died peacefully.

Piro took the goblin and bowed his head silently, which was a moment of silence for his dead companions, and remembered the comradeship that had not lasted for a long time.

Goblins who have gone through general education are fundamentally civilized.