Goblin Lair.

This place is actually not suitable for Roger, and many weapons of mass and large-scale destruction cannot be used in this kind of place.

And relying on secret arts, his own physical skills to fight, is not Roger's good at.

But just because you're not good at it doesn't mean you can't use it.

Anyway, Roger has faced so many opponents who use arcane art to fight, and he is very experienced in this area.

The confrontation of secret arts, the competition is not only about the aura and means between each other, but also the holy relics and seals, but in many cases, the holy relics and seals can even directly determine the direction of the entire battlefield.

Crown of thorns.

The seal snatched from Count Roland.

Although it seems to be a big side effect, judging by the dried blood stains on the inner adhesions, this seal should have killed many hosts.

But it was completely stress-free for Roger.

The Crown of Thorns interferes with the soul as if it didn't exist, and Roger's soul strength will not fluctuate in the slightest due to the crown of thorns.

But Taus was clearly unable to resist the effects of the crown of thorns.

His consciousness became blurred, and the movements of his hands became sluggish and obscure.

Syllable.

At that moment, Roger snapped his fingers again.

The gravitational area that originally surrounded Roger's body was instantly canceled by Taus himself.

There was already a strong struggle in Taus's eyes, and there was no doubt that Taus was desperately resisting the impact of the crown of thorns on his soul.

Worthy of being the most powerful goblin in this lair.

His willpower is far beyond that of the average goblin.

Syllable.

Another snap of the fingers.

Taus's right hand suddenly lifted, sharp claws stabbing at his own heart.

Roger is using the power of the crown of thorns to control Taus to commit suicide.

Just as the sharp claws were about to penetrate the skin of his chest, Taus's left hand reached out at unimaginable speed without Roger's order, and grabbed his right wrist.

The two hands are staging a seemingly simple, but absolutely dangerous fight in front of the heart.

Taus's body was shaking, drops of sweat rolling down Taus's cheeks, and his thick neck was constantly squirming.

His will was desperately resisting the effects of the crown of thorns, and it was clearly not a pleasant taste.

Taus understood his carelessness.

The strength of this enemy is completely different from the opponents he has faced before.

He is stronger, has more means, and is more difficult to deal with.

Crunch crunch.

The fingers rubbed against his wrist, and there was a sound like a knife cutting through a steel plate, and the skin on Taus's wrist was already cracked.

At this moment, behind Roger, seventeen-20s floated again again, tentacles reloading bullets, all the muzzles aimed at Taus at the same time.

Taus's pupils contracted suddenly.

A strong sense of crisis is something he has not had since he was born.

Suddenly, there was a sharpest hiss in his throat, and the strength in his left hand skyrocketed.

Only a click was heard, and the wrist of his right hand was torn off by Taus himself, and the white bone had even pierced the skin, and the fascia and blood vessels were broken.

Blood gushed like a faucet.

But this time, Taus finally broke free from the control of the crown of thorns.

This is really a very powerful guy, the effect of the crown of thorns on the spirit can be forcibly broken free by Taus, although it is only a goblin, but Roger admires him a little.

But he broke free too late.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble!

At the moment when Taus had just broken his wrist and broken free from the crown of thorns, seventeen-20 -20s behind him had begun to spew flames.

Taus moved his footsteps, and his body instantly swept out several meters, and there were many afterimages along the way.

However, the effect of the crown of thorns, and the stinging pain of the broken arm, had affected Taus's speed after all, and his body was far less agile than before.

Puff puff puff......

With a strange sound, a cloud of blood erupted on Taus's body.

A bullet pierced Taus's shoulder.

A bullet struck Taus's thigh, shattering the thick scales and sinking into the thigh.

A bullet struck Taus in the knee of his left leg, shattering the scales and kneecap at the same time, and he nearly fell to one knee with a twist.

A bullet burrowed into Taus's stomach, and blood rolled down his belly.

A bullet whistled past Taus's face, scraping off Taus's ear.

This time, Roger's attacks were not all aimed at weak points, and the primary goal was to reduce Taus's combat power.

The position of the weak point will be paid special attention by each strong person, which also leads to the attack on these parts is the most likely to fail, on the contrary, other places are not so particular.

A number of bullets landed on the stone in front of Taus, exploding in a cloud of sparks, preventing Taus from continuing to rush forward.

There were no fatal injuries, but one thigh, one knee, a bloody hole in the lower abdomen, a twisted right hand, and a piercing left shoulder...... Such injuries have seriously affected Taus's combat effectiveness.

On the surface, the wounds are not very large, but the bullet moves forward in the body, directly shattering the internal tissues and flesh, and the high-pressure gas that enters the body with the bullet explodes inside, causing a permanent cavity.

The injuries were far more serious than they seemed.

This may be the battle between the top powerhouses, which once seemed to be evenly matched, but because of a little interference, it will be reversed in an instant, and one move will be lost in one move.

Roger's fingers flicked slightly, and dense tentacles spread around Taus, and seventeen sniper rifles formed a circle in mid-air, so that Taus never had a chance to escape.

Taus gasped for breath.

There is no hatred, no complaint, and no fear.

He showed unimaginable calmness.

He even wondered why Roger didn't kill him directly?

If the round of shooting just now continued, his body would have been in pieces.

"Why didn't you kill me right away?" Taus asked dryly.

He glanced around twice out of the corner of his eye, and found no chance to escape, his body was no longer as flexible as before because of the penetration of the bullet, especially the left leg, the knee was completely abolished, and this leg was no longer usable.

He could use the occult arts, but Roger wouldn't give him that chance.

Therefore, he simply gave up the idea of escaping, and then endured the intense pain in his legs, and stood straight in place.

"I want to ask you something." Roger replied dryly.

"Ask."

"Goblins, how did they come about......" Roger said slowly, "I'm not talking about the ones that were bred by the bodies of other creatures later, I'm talking about the original ...... Goblins."

The original goblins.

Taus's pupils contracted slightly, and then a somewhat appreciative smile appeared on his face, staring Roger up and down, as if he was quite surprised that Roger could ask this question, and also expectant.

He shook his head, "It always feels a little uncomfortable to tell someone who is going to kill me."

"But I can tell you something......

"Goblins are fierce, cruel, and tyrannical...... And at the root of all this, there is hatred, we hate everything, we hate humans, we hate the elves, we hate the world."

"No matter how many offspring a goblin produces, how powerful and good the offspring are...... We...... It's just a bunch of wretched worms."

Taus's words made Roger frown

Head wrinkled, what do these words mean?

What exactly is he trying to express?

What a goblin with a bad taste.

Do you have to play a dumb riddle for yourself at the end?

"One more warning to you, people like me...... Well, something? There are forty-nine on the northern continent, and I am the weakest of them."

Roger let out a sigh of helplessness.

In the end, there will be a wave, am I the stalk of the weakest of the four heavenly kings? Where did you know that?

Then, with a fierce cruelty on his face, Taus dragged his mangled body like a beast ready to hunt, and bent down.

"It's better not to hurt too much." Taus said.

"I try." Roger nodded.

In the next second, Taus let out a high-pitched howl, dragging his two injured legs, and his body instantly bounced to launch the last attack of his life.

At the same time, there was a dense burst of gunfire.

This time, all the attacks were aimed at the point.

Smack.

Taus's body had fallen to the ground, his head had been completely blown off, leaving only the headless corpse, twitching slightly.

With a flick of his fingers, a cluster of flames flew towards Taus, wrapping around Taus's body, and the flames made a crackling sound as they burned.

Everything on Taus's body was incinerated, even the scales, except for one special thing that was preserved, the dragon horns on Taus's head.

Roger picked up the dragon horn, it didn't look big and only the size of a palm, but the weight was unusually heavy, Roger could feel that there seemed to be something hidden in this dragon horn, but now was not the time to study, he put the dragon horn away, and walked in towards the rear entrance.

Behind the entrance, there is a slightly wider field.

When he saw the picture in front of him, Roger's heart twitched slightly.

There are twenty-six elves still alive......

Twenty-five of them hung from the nearby stone wall, almost every one of them was dull and covered in dirt, and several of them could see signs of violent abdominal squirming.

There is no doubt that goblin cubs have been planted in their bodies.

In the middle of the elves hanging in a circle is a huge altar.

Just below the altar, lying on the ground, like a dead pig...... Son Ourne.

His lower abdomen, also bulging abnormally.

Oh no.

The Son of Nature and Harvest Church, the Pope's sister-in-law, is actually pregnant with a goblin child.

He's going to be a father soon.

It's terrible!