"What are you going to do?"

The Goblin King, who had already resigned himself to his fate and was waiting for death to come, suddenly heard the demonic whispers of Ember, his heart tightened, and he suddenly became extremely nervous, and he couldn't think of what kind of terrible game that terrible human imp was going to play with it.

The Goblin King wants to kill himself.

But it can't be done.

As a dungeon boss, even if it is a hidden boss that hides the map, the freedom is extremely high, and it must be under the restrictions of the rules of the main brain system, and the only way it can die is to be killed by the player, and there is no other way to do it.

So.

The Goblin King could only breathe, with endless fear and despair, listening to the footsteps that seemed to be clasped at the door of his heart, snapping, clicking, and gradually walking away.

"Want revenge?"

Ember stood in front of the goblin toddler's bed, looking at the ugly goblin babies who were sleeping soundly, with an expression of indescribable disgust.

"This is your last chance!"

After saying a word, seeing that the group of women who had already lost their souls and were numb as walking corpses did not react, Ember said again.

"You must hate the filthy and ugly inferior race of goblins, right?"

Ember reached out and lifted a sleeping goblin toddler up, listening to its disgusting cry, without the slightest expression on his face, and smashed it in front of the throne in front of the numb women.

Smack!

How can a fragile toddler withstand such rough treatment?

Suddenly.

The crying stopped.

The goblin toddler, who was originally intact, was now "scattered", and even though it did not turn into flesh, its bones were shattered, and its body was full of blood.

It's obvious.

Completely cut off his breath and died so much that he couldn't die anymore.

"Bastard, damn imp, what are you going to do, what are you doing?"

The Goblin King roared wildly.

At this moment.

Goblin King doesn't know what game Ember is going to play with it!

Actually.

The target is actually the offspring of their race.

This is simply unforgivable.

No matter for any ethnic group, survival comes first, reproduction is the top priority, and children are the future.

The footsteps that were fading away just now, I originally thought that Ember was going to save the human women who had been captured by it, after all, the human race was so incomprehensible that they would have compassion for such a fertility tool.

I never expected that.

That demon, instead of saving those human women, wants to completely exterminate its race!

"The goblins in this cave, at this moment, are the only ones left over there that have been scrapped, and these goblin children who are still in the cradle."

Ember automatically ignored the goblin king who barked at the dog, looked at the still numb human woman indifferently, and didn't do anything, just continued to talk to herself.

"They have evil and evil blood in their bodies, and when they grow up, they will attack your village chief, kill your relatives, and come back from capturing other Terran women as if they were kidnapping you, and make them suffer the nightmare you have experienced!"

Innocent child?

The embers are gone.

Can't choose your own birth?

Yes, not quite.

If it were humans, it wouldn't be fine.

But goblins, forget it!

The bloodline of the race, this cannot be changed.

It's like everything that human beings have engraved deep in their genes and inherited from their ancestors.

The same goes for goblins.

As monsters, the attitude of genes towards humans in their memories is food and reproduction tools.

This kind of existence, with a benevolent heart for it, is more terrible than the farmer and the snake, Mr. Dongguo and the wolf.

Because.

It not only wants your life, but also makes your wife and daughter worse than death, and also gives birth to goblin offspring in shame, so that their descendants can repeat the drama of murder and plunder.

The only way to deal with such a group is to kill them.

Destroy their people, destroy their species.

Only by completely stifling the real danger can we truly achieve it once and for all, and only then can we truly protect our compatriots and leave it to future generations.

"The road has been paved, how do you decide?"

Time, embers are there.

Even if it shouldn't be delayed now, after all, in the early stages of the game, everyone is riveting their strength to rush the level, and every minute and second is precious, it's just that Ember has to do it, not for anything else, it's just that he wants to have a good idea, that's all.

If this group of women were really completely numb and dead, closed their hearts, seemed to be alive but in fact only had a shell left, did not move, did not take revenge because of human dignity and monstrous hatred, and the embers would have ended.

He, no matter what, will kill all the goblins in the goblin cave, no matter which deposed goblin king or these infant goblin children, a ...... Piece...... No...... Stay!

"Yes, that's it!"

But.

They didn't let Ember down.

The tenacity in their bones, even if they have suffered so much, still hasn't completely wiped them out, even if there is only hatred left in the seven emotions and six desires, it is enough.

Of course.

Or maybe it was the first woman to act, not long after she was taken captive, and she was tortured not very many times.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as someone acts, that's fine.

The weak trembling stood up, the skinny body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, but this slightly rickety back, in the eyes of Ember, was a backbone that stood up to the sky and the earth, and would rather not bend!

They have no weapons.

But.

bones, vessels, gold,......

These are all weapons.

With that weak strength, they picked up what was once their companion and even their relatives, but they had died in the mouth of the Goblin King, and there was no flesh and blood, and there was only a skeleton left.

Or not.

A treasure that belongs to them, but is stolen by an evil goblin!

In a word.

What there is, what to use.

I really didn't even have the strength to hold a weapon, so I tried my best to drag the broken and weak body, and slowly moved towards the area where they couldn't get close before, where the goblin babies were placed, and the "son" they gave birth to, even if it was crawling, was advancing.

"Bang ......"

The first woman to act, arrived.

looked at the life that should have come out of their wombs, but there was no half of a mother's love in their eyes, but hatred, disgust, and murderous intent.

Raise your hand.

There was also this white bone stick of flesh and blood on it, and she smashed it down, aiming directly at the head of the goblin toddler.

Shoot ruthlessly, kill with one hit!

Blood is flowing and brains are bursting!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Once, again, again.

Even though the goblin toddler had died, she was like a madman, smashing wildly, witnessing the goblin toddler turn into a puddle of mud in her hands, and a glimmer of light finally appeared in her numb and empty eyes, and blood and tears involuntarily slid down her cheeks.