If they had to tell the truth coldly, then they were just a little unlucky.
Firstly, it was a matter of course that there were many traps in the village.
Ironically, the traps that the Forest people had set up to repel the Goblins were now used to protect the Goblins.
In order to find and remove these many meticulous, delicate, and fatal traps, the hunters were exhausted, which was also a major reason.
Although they had entered the deepest part of the village, the hunters had ignored the alarm at the last moment.
"Everyone, prepare for battle!"
The sound of a wooden clap rang out violently. Under the captain's order, they quickly formed a circular formation.
The Magician stood in the middle, while the captain, the hunter, and the monk guarded the outer circle.
Even if it could not be called an iron wall, it was still a sufficiently solid battle situation.
However, the number of Goblins surrounding them was beyond imagination.
To put it bluntly, it was quantity violence.
The hunters had outstanding shooting skills, but they could not kill more enemies than arrows.
The mage cast the spell for the fourth time, or even the fifth time, but then he used up all his strength.
The miracles and blessings brought by the monks also disappeared after she was too tired to continue praying.
Not long after, the captain, who was covered in blood, was also exhausted. He was pulled down by the goblins, and the hunt ended.
The scene was littered with corpses-it must have taken less than an hour.
Then, the feast began on the pile of corpses that had been pierced by arrows, hacked, and burned.
"Yi, yi…!"
"Don't, don't come over, don't come over…"
The Forest people were so scared that they started to twitch. The Garden people were crying so hard that their faces were scrunched up.
The monk could only pray silently, and the captain bit his lips so hard that blood oozed out.
The little ghosts licked their lips as they faced their prey, who were hugging and shivering.
The third bad luck was that the enemy was a Goblin.
Normally, the little ghost would only use the captives as food or as a mother, and would use them sparingly.
But today was different.
Many of their companions had been killed by the adventurers, and they did not intend to let them off easily.
To the goblins, sacrificing their compatriots to win and survive was a natural principle.
They would never mourn the death of their compatriots. Only the anger and hatred of their compatriots being killed would be deeply rooted in their hearts.
“GARUURU——”
“GAUA——”
The Goblins were excited because the food they snatched from the women included wine.
The drunk goblin's small and vicious brain came up with all kinds of cruel games.
Moreover, they planned to launch a large-scale attack and plunder the villages on the mountainside in the next few days, so they would not suffer a loss if they used up all the prisoners and threw them away.
After all, the poor village girl who was imprisoned couldn't deal with dozens of little ghosts and had already died.
Hope had been cut off.
The captain, whose clothes were ripped off and his body was pressed down by the goblins, roared,
"Bastard! If you want to humiliate me, start with me!"
She was born as a noble's daughter, serving the Supreme God of Law and Justice, and became a free knight who traveled around the world.
He had long realized that no matter how evil the interrogation was, he would never yield.
However, the premise was that the person who was sacrificed was himself.
First of all, the hunter was shot to death right in front of her. The captain grabbed the goblins and begged them to spare his companion's life.
The monk tried to bite her tongue before she was killed, so the goblins stuffed the internal organs of their fellow goblins into her mouth.
When the mage was burned alive in front of her eyes, her heart was already riddled with holes, and her soul was shattered.
It took three days and three nights for the Goblins to swarm forward and fulfill their captain's wish.
Fortunately, she was already numb. If she was conscious, this period of time would have been hell on earth for her.
It was not until the third day, when her inhuman skeleton was thrown into the river, that she suffered indescribable treatment.
The corpses of the adventurers floating down and the laughter echoing in the valley made the villagers on the mountainside tremble in fear.
However, there were exceptions to everything.
For example, on the outer wall where the night wind blew, there were goblins standing guard with simple spears.
He was the only one who did not laugh.
Of course, it wasn't because he had sympathy for these poor women.
It was only because he was ostracized and did not attend the banquet that he felt bored.
The task of monitoring the village on the mountainside was pushed to this sentry, making him unable to participate in this " hunt."
Since he did not participate in the hunt, he was not qualified to join the " Pleasure ".
He had no way to refute his compatriots, so he was naturally chased to the outer wall.
The bone-chilling mountain wind whistled past, causing the sentries on the cold outer walls to tremble.
He really drew the worst lot.
All he got was a burnt finger. Since they were both fingers, he hoped that he could get a finger from the Garden Tribe.
The sentinel goblin bit the finger to relieve the feeling of having nothing to eat. He tasted it reluctantly and let out a deep breath.
He would never have thought that if he had not come to stand guard, he might have died in the battle with the adventurers in the village.
After all, all the Goblins planned to let their companions attack first while they hid in a safe place and waited for an opportunity to pounce.
However, once their companions were killed, they would be angry, so this personality was really troublesome…
“GUI…”
It would be fine if they were going to investigate the village they were about to attack, but was there really any meaning in standing guard against the enemy?
The Goblins were not interested, but this village had been built by the Forest people a long time ago.
As the Forest people left, the village was forgotten and became an empty shell. The Goblins moved in later.
To the little ghost, the most important thing was that this fortress was very sturdy, safe, and suitable for capturing prey.
As a result, the traps, mechanisms, and barriers created by the predecessors became the goblins 'possessions.
There was no need for sentries in this fortress. The goblin sentinel was dissatisfied.
“Grrrr？”
The Sentinel Goblin seemed to have sensed something.
Before he turned his head.
It directly exploded into a bloody mist.
The reason was that Gu Qing glanced at him.
Yes ~
Gu Qing was led here by the Goblin Killer.
Besides Gu Qing, the priestess was also there.
Originally, the priestess would not have followed him.
However, after she found out that Gu Qing was going, she followed him.
The petite priestess grabbed the corner of Gu Qing's clothes with one hand and gripped her staff with the other. She looked a little uneasy.
Gu Qing patted Priestess Rua's head gently.
“GAAU！”
“GOURR！”
This was because he did not hide his aura at all.
The sound of the Goblin Sentinel exploding into a bloody mist was quite loud.
After the sentry died, a large group of goblins suddenly swarmed out and shouted at Gu Qing and the others.
"Senior Gu Qing…They were all attracted here, and there were quite a number of them!”
the Goblin Killer reminded.
"Mr. Gu Qing, be careful ~~"
The priestess was also extremely worried.
Seeing these disgusting things reminded her of what had happened before.
Gu Qing nodded slightly but did not say anything.
He took a step forward and opened the web between his left and right hands. He placed his right hand on his left hand, and his right pinky touched his left index finger. He placed his thumbs together and formed a frame. He aimed at the Goblins like he was taking a picture.
The Goblins were all in his field of vision.
The goblins didn't know what Gu Qing meant.
He was a little puzzled.
Some of the goblins let out strange cries, while others planned to attack.
His hideous face made people feel unspeakable disgust.
"Qi Cannon!"
buzzing
Gu Qing shouted.
A white aura flame that was visible to the naked eye suddenly erupted around his body.
An energy bomb that seemed to be brighter than the sun condensed in the frame formed between his hands. There were even a few streaks of lightning flashing.
Boom!
Like a rainbow piercing through the sun, the energy bomb condensed from the Qi Cannon shot towards the Goblin Gate.
There was no time to react at all. Even the air was burned.
The goblins 'terrified and desperate expressions and hysterical screams lasted only for a moment.。
They were vaporized by the terrifying energy explosion of the Qi Cannon.
Yes, it was true. They weren't even able to touch the Qi Cannon before they were vaporized by the energy of the Qi Cannon, leaving no trace of them in the air.
The power of the Qi Cannon didn't decrease, directly digging a ten meter deep hole in the ground.
And this was Gu Qing's deliberate control of his strength.
Otherwise, he was afraid of hitting the core of this world.
Although he didn't know if this world had a core.
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