"Mage?!"

The gray dwarves were taken aback by the sight of Jenn disappearing. What kind of expansion is this? He couldn't have cast some spell and run away! Or is this some kind of trap? Shouldn't that mage have discussed with Kadek that he and the others will be brought here to kill people?

No matter who spends enough time in a dark area, they will inevitably suffer from delusions of victimization -- and more importantly, many times this is not delusion.

Thinking of this, the gray dwarves immediately raised their weapons and formed a defensive formation, staring around vigilantly. It seems that the shadows are already full of arrows and crossbows smeared with **, just waiting for an order to completely harvest their lives.

The order came sooner than they had imagined.

"What are you waiting for?"

Hearing this, the gray dwarves turned their heads in surprise, only to see that at some point, Jenn appeared by the stone wall again, and the glasses reflecting the cold light stared at them like this.

"Hurry up, time waits for no one, do you want to talk to goblins here?"

After saying this, Jenn's figure flickered and disappeared again.

This time, the gray dwarves also realized that something was wrong, and looking at the small pond in front of them, Torg hesitated for a moment, and finally waded into the water with an expression as if he was about to enter a mountain of swords and fire, and came to the wall to look. And it was only at this time that Torgue revealed the mystery.

I saw that in the gap between the stone wall and the stone wall, there was a pitch-black crack that was only more than a man high, and there was a wooden plank on its outside crookedly, which was full of moss and vines crawling wildly, and there was a layer of crooked protrusions at the outer end of this gap, so that it was completely hidden in the shadows. As long as the planks are put together, they look no different from the wall itself from the outside.

This is probably the reason why the gray dwarves have never been able to find the goblin lair, they hate the flow of water the most, and therefore rarely approach these damp places. Goblins, as stupid as they are, are very talented at escaping for their lives. Even if they are chased, as long as they can escape here and burrow into the crevices to cover the planks, the water outside itself can hide their whereabouts and smell.

I really don't know how those goblins came to this hellish place.

Looking at the dark passage in front of him, Torg hesitated for a moment, but finally walked in. Either way, destroying the goblins would be just as good for him. At least......... At least it won't allow Kadek to find an excuse to deal with him.

The path was far narrower than Tog had imagined, and even a slightly larger human could get stuck in it. Even the short gray dwarves can only line up one by one. The slippery moss beneath his feet made the already steep embankment even harder, and Torgue had to be careful not to roll down like a ball of meat, which he knew would be uncomfortable.

But then again, the goblins are really blessed with this place, and if it weren't for that mage, it would be difficult to find a truly accurate entrance by relying on their own people. Now Thorg was even a little fortunate to have Jenn on his side, and Jenn didn't know that searching for goblins was originally a tight spell sent by Kadek to Togue, and if he couldn't complete it, then he would only be able to lead the patrol to life and death far away from Brandon Stone City for the rest of his life.

But now, if he can complete this task, then even if he has some losses, there is nothing he can do to throw himself out of Brandon Stone City again!

After walking along the narrow, steep and slippery passage for more than ten minutes, the scene in front of me suddenly opened up.

"It's ..............."

Torge's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at the qiē in front of him. In front of this gray dwarf warrior was a huge hollow, which looked like an empty and huge football field. The smooth dome was filled with moss creatures of light, emitting a soft, bright glow that illuminated the vast space in front of them. Here you can see crooked streams formed by groundwater and haphazardly built houses that look like a refugee camp. In the distance, the characteristic chirping of goblins echoed through the hollow, but they were not impatient—it seemed that they had not yet arrived at their gathering place.

Is there such a place so close to Brandon Stone?

Toger's eyes were about to pop out, he never thought that there would be a hole in the sky under the surface of the earth where he walked around every day--there were stones on it, and if he had known that this would be the case, then he should have taken a mine hoe and dug this place well!

"I don't think we have any time to waste, Mr. Torgue."

Jenn's voice rang out again, and it was only then that the shocked Torgue returned to reality. When he looked in the direction of the voice, Jenn was now leaning leisurely on a stalactite pillar not far away, and not far from him, two or three sparse goblins that had been torn and bitten had fallen, without attracting anyone's attention at all, and not knowing how Jenn had done it.

"What now? Mr. Mage? ”

Torg was also a seasoned fighter, but he had only been surprised before. But now that he had recovered his strength, he immediately revealed his true colors as a warrior, only to see him holding his battle axe in both hands, staring at the goblin tribe in the distance with malicious intent. Behind Torg, the other grey dwarf warriors had already tightened their weapons and looked at their prey with a sinister smile.

"Attack, kill them."

Jenn's orders were simple and direct. In fact, for the gray dwarves, this is enough.

"Let's go up and let these green-skinned mongrels know we're awesome!!"

"Whoa!!"

Hearing Jenn's order, the gray dwarves roared loudly, and under the leadership of Torg, they raised their battle axes and struck forward like a whirlwind. They trampled the ground hard, making a dull sound, and their short bodies looked like falling rocks with a shocking momentum.

There are about three hundred goblins in the tribe, and among the fifty gray dwarf warriors led by Tog, except for the thirty warriors who were assigned to cooperate with Enoa and the others to lure the snake out of the hole, he now only led the remaining twenty gray dwarf warriors to charge forward. While the Grey Dwarves are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, it's clear that Thorg doesn't think so.

The goblins clearly think differently.

The goblins were indeed a little surprised when they saw the gray dwarves suddenly appear and attack them, and they panicked and stepped back, kicking away anything that dared to stand in front of them to prevent them from escaping, and the wolf bèi retreated in disarray. But after the goblins showed that there were only twenty people on the other side, the character of bullying the weak and fearing the hard in their bones once again took over. Soon, a strange cry was heard, and under the leadership of an old-looking goblin dressed in animal skins and holding an iron spear in his hand, the goblins raised their weapons and attacked the gray dwarves.

Despite wearing shabby armor, the Grey Dwarven warriors are still a race armed to the teeth. The goblins, on the other hand, are as unparticular as ever, and they don't really care about defense. Jenn could see a small goblin wearing a leather armor the size of his own, and the heavy clothes not only didn't help him stop the attack, but even made him look like a hanger.

And it soon proved that in the face of the goblin in leather armor, Torg only roared and stooped forward with his axe, and with the spray of blood, the goblin's feet were cut off. He fell to the ground screaming, rolling with all his might, spraying his own blood everywhere -- until the Iron Boots of the Grey Dwarven Warrior stomped its head, and the useless struggle ended.

The goblins rushed forward like a tidal wave, and the grey dwarven warriors forged a dam, and the tomahawks mercilessly cut off the goblins' bodies, splitting them in two or more, blood, stumps, these grey dwarves showed a cold-blooded and cruel side. They will not spare any enemy.

Almost.

Jenn withdrew his gaze as he saw the grey dwarf warrior squeak a goblin smirk at the tip of a tomahawk and pierce his body, squinting his eyes and turning the pitch-black cane in his hand. As Jenn expected, the old goblin could no longer bear the tragic situation in front of him, he muttered something to himself, and then raised his hands high and sprinkled them into the air, and soon, something black, like sand, swayed out and enveloped the goblins' bodies. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the bodies of the goblins shrouded in black powder began to grow gradually, their eyes began to become bloodshot, and their originally thin arms swelled like balloons, showing strong muscles............

"Boom!!"

Dazzling lightning pierced the air and shot in the direction of the old goblin. In the face of this sudden attack, the old goblin was not able to do anything, and before he even had time to react, the dazzling lightning had already hit his body, and then, the roaring thunder spread out like a torrential rain, like a spider web, turning the old goblin into a paradise of rolling and roaring thunder and lightning within two meters. As for the goblins -- whatever they had just gotten was now coke in.

"Squeak!!"

Jenn's attack became the last straw that overwhelmed the goblins, and watching the elder's death, the already terrified goblins immediately ran away, and they rushed to the distant passage in a panic, trying to get out of here.

However, in the pitch black, the giant xenomorph waved its tail, blocking the way of the goblins.

When they opened their bloody mouths, the fate of the goblins was sealed.

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