"Big brother, don't you ask?"

Rose pursed his lips and pretended to say.

"Don't ask, what's there to ask? You're useless? ”

"Besides, goblins are notoriously cunning, scheming, and hard-boiled. It's not easy to judge, I don't have that spare time. ”

After saying that, the big tiger walked towards the goblin who had just spoken.

The bloody mouths opened, and a drop of hara fell directly onto the goblin's green skin.

A cold breath from the goblin's body rushed from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Almost scared out of heart disease.

Is this man sick? It's not a common sense to play cards.

To die really is.

The goblin's mind spun wildly, thinking of what could save his life.

These people should be up and down.

Affirm the relationship with that dog.

The goblin roared in the loudest voice of his life.

"I have the Three-Headed Hellhound."

Rose smiled slightly, interested.

Say a little bit and don't want to interrogate them to say it's fake.

But they don't have that much time to go through one trial at a time.

I have to compare the truth and falsehood one by one.

can only use capital punishment, cooperate with or not cooperate and move forward.

Goblins are social creatures, and there can't be just a few of them.

"Oh? I hadn't seen a goblin before, but I didn't expect the goblin I met for the first time to be so cowardly. ”

Reached out and patted the tiger on the back to stop.

The land was carefully retired.

Nonsense, what has its own life is important.

Study? Can research make you live a long life, can you not die?

Facing the bloody mouth, and the tiger's eyes looking at the food.

The goblins succumbed almost instantly.

There is no spine!

Backbone? Can it be eaten as a meal?

This is the life motto of almost all goblins.

Ross sat down in front of the group and pointed his chin forward.

"Tell me."

"Can you change your life after that?"

"Don't talk nonsense, time is running out. If you don't say it, change it to the next one. ”

"I say, I say."

"The Three-Headed Hellhound was rushed to the door by us, and the one hundred and eight Three-Headed Hellhounds you experienced are also the technology of our goblins."

"Oh? Tell me more about it, how did you get here? ”

It turns out that the goblins in front of you are not the same as those troll slaves from years ago.

Years ago, goblins were a subordinate race of trolls.

Mine, black, grow crops, etc., and do some physical work for trolls.

One day, a tribe of trolls was wiped out by the frost dragon Arthas.

Its subordinate race is also a type of tribal property.

Arthas rightfully inherited the troll's legacy.

Let the goblins organize all the belongings in the tribe and move them all to their lair.

After moving over, Arthas waved his hand.

Signal for the goblins to go.

But the goblins were in trouble.

They never went out.

Although he longs for freedom, he is limited by his own strength.

In this cannibalistic world, going out is almost the same as sending people to death.

The goblins didn't move, and began to discuss how to go and where to go.

Seeing that the group of little things were not moving, Arthas said slowly.

"Why don't you go? You're free! Go ahead, I don't have the habit of keeping slaves. ”

Dragons tend to walk alone, and even if they keep some domestic animals in captivity, they mostly use them as food.

Alsace had never eaten the goblin's meat, but it was obviously not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

Just take it as a good deed and let them go.

There was a rush of discussion.

After a while, the sound stopped.

A goblin who is not too old at first glance walked out of it.

With a cane in his hand, his gray beard dragged on the ground.

A goblin gently supported the old man and whispered.

"Great Elder, it's here."

With a horn, he said loudly in the direction of the dragon's ears.

"Lord Arthas, we have nowhere to go, can you take us in, that is, even if you continue to be slaves."

These goblins are very self-aware, and they know that even if they go out, they may not end well.

It's better to be a slave to a dragon than a wanderer.

But there was a problem they didn't consider.

People don't need it at all.

"Oh? Didn't I kill you, and you thought that I was merciful to the Lord, and this was the shelter? Fuck off, if you don't fuck off, I'll eat you! ”

As the king of the snow-capped mountains, Arthas was flocked to his throne by countless races.

The dragon clan is full of treasures, ambergris, faded dragon scales, dragon tears, and even dragon dung can be used in medicine.

Not to mention the High Frost Dragon Arthas.

Dragons of this level can prolong their lives just by staying nearby.

And the strength star will slowly increase.

Even the trolls who enslaved the goblins before came to be slaves.

What's more, it's a small goblin clan.

With that, Arthas closed his eyes and ignored the bunch.

"I'm sorry, Lord Arthas, I didn't mean to offend, but I really have nowhere to go. We will make a home not far from the entrance of this cave, and we will never disturb the rest of the adults. ”

The Great Elder of the Goblin, after saying that, saw that Arthas did not react.

Just as if there was no refusal.

With a direct wave of his hand, a group of thousands of goblins walked straight to the entrance of the ice dragon's lair.

Since then, a goblin who claims to be a dragon belongs to lives near the ice dragon's lair all year round.

That's where these goblins come from.

Thousands of years later.

Goblins' technology was highly advanced at this time.

Arthas was seriously wounded in a fight.

When he arrived in the lair, he fell into a deep sleep.

One year, two years.

By the beginning of the third year of the dragon's sleep, the snow-capped mountains where the goblins were located began to change.

The temperature plummeted, and the sky was covered with heavy snowfall.

Ice storms that obscure the sky, such extreme weather is becoming more and more common.

More and more often.

The goblins have a contingency plan in place to deal with such emergencies.

Go underground!

After an emergency meeting, the Great Elder took the lead and began to develop the underground environment.

Build an underground kingdom based on an above-ground castle.

In three years, the underground kingdom was built.

At this moment, the mountain where the ice dragon was located was pulled up by a force.

The upper part of the Underground Kingdom is also among them, and the lower half is now missing.

In an instant, everything was frozen in ice.

When I woke up again, it was a few days ago.

Rose roughly calculated, that was when Song Ming had just used that key to open the secret realm.

"In other words, the Ice Dragon Secret Realm is not naturally formed, but specially made by someone?"

"As far as my people know, so."

"How many of you are there?"

"This, this. I didn't count it carefully. Before, it was a total population of 100,000, but now due to the torn apart of the underground kingdom, many goblins have been swallowed by the spatial cracks, and only the Great Elder has led a part of the goblins to survive. ”