Many veterans who have galloped on the battlefield will have a feeling of being in the dark.

This feeling can sometimes help them perceive danger in advance and avoid it, and sometimes it can help them escape deadly threats and survive the brutal battlefield.

Rood. Flying Mane feels like that.

Since joining the Salvation Army, he has survived many hard and cruel wars, and even the original Flying Mane tribe has been wiped out, so that now he can only live in the Ironhoof tribe.

It was that ethereal feeling that kept him alive again and again in the war, and tried to continue the glory of the mane.

It's just that today, that feeling in the dark told him.

- He will die in the Goblin Sea.

"Drink!"

With a long hiss, the force in the body began to run.

Although the centaur clan does not have too good magical qualifications, according to their talents, many people with spell-like abilities will also be born.

In fact, it is precisely because of those spell-like abilities with extremely high heritability that the centaur clan can occupy a place in the Salvation Army of the powerful on the continent where there are many magical races, and it is not like the kobolds who are used as cannon fodder in the real sense.

The spell-like ability activated, the ubiquitous atmosphere became his help, and his body suddenly turned into a sophisticated killing machine, swinging the battle axe in his hand and dancing a bloody waltz in the goblin sea.

But this is not enough, the ground emptied by the Tomahawk will soon be filled with new goblins. The gradual accumulation of stumps and broken arms also made Roord's movement begin to be restricted, and gradually he could not use it.

Suddenly, a gorgeous magical flower bloomed in the still dark sky.

"Rood, the order has come down over there, prepare to retreat!"

Not far from him, a centaur who had also trudged through the sea of corpses and blood roared loudly.

Their original mission was just to attract the attention of the goblins, and as soon as the mission was completed, or when the casualties were too high, the main force would send out the signal just now.

It's because the mission is accomplished. Or is it simply that the casualties of the main forces are too great?

Look at the steady stream of goblins coming up. Roode frowned.

Probably the latter.

This means the failure of this operation, and the senseless sacrifice of the compatriots who died in battle.

I don't know whether Lu Dao was self-deprecating or sighing, a complicated expression appeared on his face: now that he is unable to protect himself, what room is left to mourn for those dead compatriots?

The four hooves exert force, with the force of the atmosphere. He stood tall. Swept away the goblins that stood in his way with a tomahawk.

One way or another. Survival is victory!

Even the war with the Abyss Demon has already been broken through by him, how can he casually die at the hands of the goblins!

At this moment, the goblin casters mixed in with the goblins threw the only magic they could use at Rood.

That's all there is to it. In terms of magic that is not even a ring, Roode can easily resist or break it up with weapons, but now there is nowhere to borrow power in the air, and the attacks are falling like raindrops, so that he can only grit his teeth a few times, and then continue to protrude towards the periphery despite the pain.

"It's still a little bit ......"

Although as a lure enemy, they only made a little contact with the vanguard of the goblins, but they didn't expect that in just a few minutes, they were tightly wrapped in the inner and outer three layers.

On this part of the escape, Rolord saw at least three small hills of goblins, lying on the hills, squirming densely, tearing out pieces of flesh and internal organs that were still bloodshot from the inside of the mountain. Even if he didn't see what was inside, Rooud could imagine what was inside.

If Sivi were here, he would have felt that the current goblins were almost like zombies in some movies......

"Get out of the way!!

Roaring in the language peculiar to centaurs, trying to dispel the lingering feeling in his heart, Roode also struggled to squeeze out the little strength left in his body, and shook all the goblins who were still fierce to death - in order to conserve his strength, he now had no strength left to kill those guys.

You must not die here......

Maintaining this most reluctant belief, Rooud rushed forward, ignoring the rapidly increasing wounds on his body.

But with the loss of blood, his strength and physical strength passed rapidly, and at the end, he could only kneel on the ground with a reluctant face, and watched the goblins with bright red eyes and ugly faces surround him.

"Damn...... That's why I said you shouldn't trust human ......."

Remorse crawled all over Rood. In Flying Mane's heart, the past passed in front of his eyes like a marquee.

Humans tricked the isolated Flymane tribe out of the secluded valley with rhetoric, allied with them with so-called righteousness, and finally treated his entire tribe as an outcast on the battlefield......

Although the hatred cannot be blamed entirely on the entire human race, and the human race did save the main material plane in the end, Rood originally planned to retreat to the New Green Meadow with the Ironhoof Tribe.

As a result, I didn't expect this to happen, and the Ironhoof tribe once again rushed to the forefront of the confrontation with the Goblin Sea because of a human plan, and finally became an outcast again as before.

The only difference is that this time, there shouldn't be a miracle to save yourself.

The moment the goblins rushed to him, it was as if something had disappeared in vain in the heavens and the earth.

The goblins, who were still full of madness, suddenly stopped moving, and a puzzled expression appeared on their faces.

What happened? Rood, who had already planned to die, looked at the goblins who were starting to panic, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Then a voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"The Goblin King has been sealed by me, and the next step is to clean up the imbalance of goblins, all the warriors of the Centaur clan be careful, don't be affected."

It's that human voice!

Rood's mouth grew in surprise, not knowing how to react.

Then, a 'door' suddenly opened in the sky, and many fireballs erupted from the door filled with fire elementals, and under the deliberate control of the caster, they slowly crashed into the grassland.

Surprisingly, the flames have no temperature and do not ignite the grass, but goblins that are hit by a fireball, or splashed by the explosion of a fireball when it falls to the ground, will ignite and scream miserably for a while, turning into white fly ash......

In less than a minute, the large group of goblins were frightened by the fireballs that were not actually very powerful, and they were completely defeated.

This is how the threat of the Goblin Sea comes to an end...... (To be continued......)