At this moment, the brood is struggling to move its huge body, struggling through the woods. Its body is actually very large, constantly knocking down the trees in front of it, leaving a very striking passage in the forest. After the last tree fell, the goblin camp appeared in full view of the brood.

The camp occupies the top of the entire hill and is surrounded by a crude fence with tree trunks. The camp was littered with indescribably rudimentary shacks, and more often than not, openings leading to the ground. Many goblins are more accustomed to living in underground caverns, and only goblins with a certain status and status can live in built shacks. The ground in and out is dense and dense, it is not a small camp with only two hundred goblins at all, but a large tribe with more than a thousand in number!

The offensive began without hesitation.

Countless goblins on the other side screamed, angrily rushing out of the camp with all sorts of weapons. Their opponents were nine giant worker bees with a body size of more than one and a half meters. The worker bee's powerful mouthparts and sharp blades are deadly weapons, killing and maiming a goblin with every swoop. But there were so many goblins that one worker bee was a little slower to dodge, and was actually pounced on by several goblins at the same time, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate. Then dozens of goblins rushed to the worker bee and buried it alive! In the consciousness of the mother hive, the life breath of the worker bee quickly disappeared.

A low roar sounded in the woods, and three swift beasts the size of a wolf king rushed out and pounced into the goblin group, immediately setting off a bloody storm. They are specialized combat units, not unlike worker bees, which are responsible for collecting food. Two long blades can easily cut the goblin into two pieces, and after strengthening the strength, the blade can often cut through the bodies of several goblins with a full swing! What's even more deadly is the deformed mouth of the swift beast, and with a random bite, even the strongest goblin will be torn off half of its body.

Swift beasts are strong and fast, and goblin attacks either slip past them or scratch their epidermis superficially, rarely penetrating their bodies. So when the three Velocitons joined, the goblin tribe was slaughtered one-sidedly. The goblins' courage finally crumbled when the brood's large, terrifying figure appeared outside the camp, even though they had only killed more than two hundred warriors by this time.

The goblins scattered and fled into the forest in all directions. The sluggish brood was powerless to pursue them, and only commanded the swiftloci and a few worker bees to go after them. Although the combat effectiveness of the goblins is extremely weak, the speed at which this little thing escapes is not slow, with a limited number of velociraptors and worker bees, within the safe protective distance of the brood, it can kill more than a hundred more at most. This was the end of the hunt for food.

The brood continued to crawl towards the camp, ignoring the food all over the ground, and it sensed that there was something in the goblin camp that attracted it, an indescribable fluctuation and a call from the soul level.

The fence of the goblin camp was like a withered straw in front of the brood, which was gently knocked down and crushed. It climbed to the center of the camp and finally came to a halt on an altar-like stone platform. The feeling that attracted it came from the altar in front of it, which was only two meters high. To the goblins, the altar is nothing short of a grand building.

The altar is erected with a stone statue of a heavily armed goblin holding a 'great axe' in both hands. The carvings of the stone statues are surprisingly vivid and distinctive, in contrast to the usual rough and chaotic style of goblin communities. The goblin of the statue is calm and dignified, faintly exuding a wisp of murderous aura, which is a quality that can never appear in the goblin body, but it appeared in this statue.

Ancestor worship! This statue is the object of worship and worship of the camp goblins, and it is also a great attraction to the brood. I didn't expect the goblins here to also know ancestor worship. Judging from the traces of weathering and erosion at the edge of this statue, it has been at least a few hundred years old, and the worship and belief of countless goblins for hundreds of years have made this statue also produce a trace of power similar to divine power.

This power is the source that attracts and calls the brood.

The brood propped up her body with all her might, expanded her mouthparts to the extreme, and swallowed the goblin statue whole in one gulp!

After devouring the idol, it did not stop there, but began to cut the altar with its small blade and powerful mouthparts. The stone altar was fragile and soft like freshly baked bread in front of it, easily cut piece by piece, and swallowed by the brood. This old altar also carries a wisp of divine power, although it is far thicker than the goblin statue, but the brood is not ready to be wasted.

The goblin statue quickly dissolved in the brood's body, and a wisp of flame burned in the brood's body, and the divine power condensed by faith was being destroyed, decomposed, and absorbed.

"Brood, what's wrong with you?" Richard's voice came from the brood's consciousness. He sensed the pain of the brood and immediately asked.

The brood replied, "It doesn't matter to me, master. I found an altar of ancestor worship in the goblin camp, and it had exactly the special power I needed to greatly promote the evolutionary process, so I ate the whole altar. It is difficult and painful to digest and break down this power, but other than that, it only takes some time. ”

"The altar of ancestor worship, can you absorb divine power?" Richard was surprised.

"Is this power called divine power? But according to my feelings, it's not as vast and mysterious as the power of a real god. For example, the aura of divine power in Miss Quicksand's body is something I can't absorb at all. The brood said.

Richard smiled and said, "The quicksand body carries the divine power of the dragon of eternity and time, even if it is the gods of the main plane, there is no existence that can be compared with the dragon of eternity and time. Or there will be more powerful beings in the depths of the infinite plane, but at least not as we know now. Brood, what benefits does the divine power of ancestor worship bring you?"

"I haven't been able to fully absorb it yet. Now, it's just given me an increase in the capacity to store energy. The brood replied. In Richard's mind, the colored column representing the energy reserve of the brood image really began to expand, increasing by more than a third before it stopped growing. This also means that now after the brood is fully fed, it can create twelve powerful raptors. And in the deepest part of the brood's body, which is also the most heavily guarded, there is an extra blurred point of light. The significance of this point of light is unknown.

After eating the altar, the brood begins to eat, and the energy reserves begin to slowly rise.

Less than ten kilometers from the Barony's town, on the banks of the river, there is a small town with beautiful scenery. Sir Cokart's domain is located here. Not only is the territory conveniently accessible, but it is also rich in specialties, such as mackerel from the river, which is a common food on the table of the aristocracy. Relying on the wealth of his domain, Sir Cokat even built a small castle.

The castle retains the traditional style of high walls and narrow windows, but the interior furnishings are very ornate, and the compartments are also very tasteful and comfortable, not for the purpose of war, and even broke with tradition in the middle of the castle and created a small semicircular terrace that extends into the air, so that the owner of the castle can better enjoy the scenery at his leisure. The style of the castle is like that of Sir himself, who prefers to settle opponents with gold coins and political zhì rather than through guò swords and wars.

But now, in Jazz's favorite little drawing-room, Cokat was furious like a lion, and pacing back and forth was no longer enough to vent his anger, so with a wave of his hand, a delicate vase flew out and smashed into the wall. The butler outside the door heard the sound of the vase breaking, and he trembled, and did not dare to knock on the door to ask, but crept away from the door for some distance, so as not to hear something that should not be heard.