When Gordon sensed the goblin escorted by the Sand Soul Legion, it had just finished teaching a dragon-like psychiatry knowledge to these hungry "students".

Now is the time for them to review and consolidate. They have seen their efforts in the past half month, so Geden doesn't have to worry about them being lazy. He boldly and confidently left the dragon skeleton platform and headed to the gentle slope on the back of the dune where the temple is located.

The Goblin escorted by the Sand Soul Legion is now being placed there, waiting for its disposal.

The group of goblins who were caught in the Sand Soul Legion had only been in just half an hour from the time they were shaking like sieve when they were caught, and their shit and urine flowing in full swing to the curiosity and surprise behind them, and their infinite desire to explore knowledge.

Because they clearly felt that this group of sand souls had no intention of hurting them, and they were unconscious. No matter how they swung their swords and attacked them, there was no problem. The only ban was to prohibit leaving this hollow fog formed by sand souls. Any goblin who dared to leave would feel the loss of water visible to the naked eye and the feeling of physical and mental decline.

Otherwise, the locations of these goblins would not be limited to this.

However, the main reason for the riot is that they do not know when the people behind the scenes will detain it, and the reason for detaining them. The only thing they understand is that they are now restricted from freedom, and there is nothing else besides that.

"Black Claw, what should we do? We didn't go back, the chief will definitely blame him!"

A goblin scout asked, his face full of anxiety.

"Is your wife or a child in the escaped tribe?"

Black Claw asked muffled.

"No."

"Then your parents were lucky enough to escape?"

"Stop kidding, we don't have parents..."

"Then why are you anxious here!"

"You are full of chiefs and chiefs. Are you a dog-headed person? Is stupid like domestic pigs. Now that we are caught, will the chief still come and chase us?"

"Is the most concerned issue now not how we should show our loyalty? After all, there must be a reason why this group of strange sand groups does not kill us!"

Black Claw talked freely, and it was obviously this wit and keenness that made it a leaker fish in the "Hole of Joy" of Goblin Base Camp in the Gobi Desert, and it gathered with the Goblin royal family who had already heard the sound of the wind and escaped.

"That's right, but we almost had no food. We came out and brought the food for the round trip. The water bags fell off during the delivery just now..."

Hearing this, Black Claw frowned slightly. This was indeed a problem. After all, they could not completely pin their hopes on the future masters who came here.

Yes, in the heart of Black Claw, it was ready to worship, whether it was an evil lich, a mummy, or a human lord.

After all, the Goblin Chief could no longer go back, and there was also the pressure given by the zombies chasing behind him. It was already a broken ship, and it was a better choice, so it would not let it go.

In other words, I don’t know why the great master wanted them, this group of goblins!

Could it be that my strength and wisdom were seen by my master at first sight in the vast sea of ​​sand?

Just as Black Claw was fascinated by his talent, his companion's cry suddenly came to his ears.

"Look, there is a cat! There is an extra black cat!"

"Black Cat?"

Black Claw raised his head in confusion and saw his companion heading towards a corner of the hollow area. Through the gap between his figure, Black Claw saw a shiny black cat. At this time, he was looking at them with curiosity. His beast's pupils were not sharp at all, but instead looked like a curious baby.

"It's my prey! I saw it first!"

At this time, some companions had already seen the moving reserve grain cry, and their desire to survive was full.

Obviously, it was dominated by food fear and was already thinking about how to get more food, and cats were also on goblin recipes.

But before it could continue to push away with pride, all the goblins felt the fog above their heads swaying, and the scorching bright light sprinkled in. At the same time, with a gradually higher and twisted shadow under their feet, the sun above the goblins again covered.

The vast dragon power made all goblins unable to raise their heads. They only felt that their hearts were about to jump into their throats. The solidified atmosphere in the air squeezed them very uncomfortable. Their sight was a little slutty, and their heads were pressed against the extremely hot yellow sand. Only those sharp claws that looked like steel were not moving...

But this does not mean the end. As the voice of the partner came from above, there was also the smelly liquid that flew under the bag like saliva falling. Obviously, it had been caught in the sky.

All the Goblins who were still there were silent and did not dare to make a sound. They could only listen to the wailing of the companion who said that the black cat was prey before his death, and the sound of bone cracks made.

The blood fell on the yellow sand and was soon burned into black and brown by the sun. Only pale and mummy-like corpses proved its existence.

"Now, the fair one-on-one battle is over. You can tell me why I came to my territory! My prisoners!"

The rumbling sound of thunder sounded under the clear sky, like a bolt from the blue, which shocked the Goblins for a long time before they recovered.

Black Claw's reaction was the fastest, so he stuttered first, but answered humbly.

"Because of the kindness and kindness of the gods heard our call, they sent us to your side of your Lord!"

"Perfect! Even if the minstrel who talks a lot is resurrected, I'm afraid I can't say a better compliment than me."

Black Claw couldn't help but like his words. You know, this was learned from a captured and dying bard, and it sounded very touching at that time.

Therefore, I secretly wrote it down and changed it to sing praises. Every time it said to the chief in this way, it could more or less receive some reward from the chief who yearned for human society.

But the next moment, its dark joy suddenly froze, and a force it could not refuse was directly carried to a height of seven or eight meters.

It also saw the full picture of this monster for the first time.

An upright dragon covered in darkness!

Whether in humans or in human-like society, the protagonist with the most stories is the protagonist.

And it is like an ant particle in front of the dragon.

"It's interesting!"

The dragon showed a look that he couldn't understand with black claws and said leisurely.

"Continue! Why did you come here? Logically speaking, you probably didn't dare to step into this place. What happened made you all forced you to come here."

Looking at the dragon's too curious pupils, the black claw knew that its destination should not become the miserable end of the previous companion. Therefore, it endured the trembling in the sky and stammered and told the truth about what happened in the Great Gobi Desert these days.

"Those werewolfs located in the path of the sand snake are crazy! They attacked the human caravan passing nearby, and they didn't leave any living mouths, but they spread their claws to the entire Great Gobi. The contract that the chief once signed with them has been torn..."

Speaking of the reason for coming here, Black Claw became more and more angry as he spoke, but he still restrained a lot in front of the dragon and did not pour out those disgusting words at once.

And Gordon also learned from the captive goblin that the original method of monsters and humans was broken by the gnoll tribe.

They tore up the agreement without warning, not only used cruel means to kill any human businessmen who dared to enter the path of the sand snake, but did not accept the ransom that had been agreed upon in the past, and defeated the army that wiped out it, but also used thunderous means to surprise the desert city-state a hundred miles away.

Moreover, it is said that when the zombies returned from the surprise attack city, their number had already jumped from a medium-sized tribe of less than 2,000 at the beginning to a large tribe of more than 10,000 werewolves.

Even the famous snake man legion, which controls the most important trade route between the Great Gobi dwarves and human iron tools, is almost destroyed when facing such a crazy zombie. It is said that all six heads were made into staffs that can release various magical spells by the zombie's sacrifices...

The snake lizard kingdoms collapsed so quickly, not to mention that they were far inferior to them. They were just Goblin tribes in a corner of the Gobi Desert, not to mention the winding digging of the "Hole of Joy", which could only block humans, but could not block the barrier maze of the zombies' sensitive sense of smell...

"What else is there? Are there any abnormalities in those crazy gnolls?"

The dragon raised a question. The Goblin first breathed a sigh of relief, and then recalled it carefully before saying.

"Master, they are nothing unusual! Just like the zombies before, but when I was a scout, I could hear the howlings and giggles from the Gobi before I saw anyone, which was even more than the harp in the middle of the night! I ran away and saw nothing."

Black Claw answered honestly.

The answer seemed to make the dragon in front of him stunned for a moment. It seemed to have thought of something and asked a few more questions quickly.

After the Goblins answered one by one.

Gordon put down the goblin that was almost burnt in the air, and then let the Sand Soul Legion imprison them again, left the gentle slope of the sand dune, and headed to the dragon skeleton platform.

On the way, Ge Dun deliberately slowed down, as if he was using this to digest the information he learned from the Goblins.

I saw it frowning slightly. Obviously, this news was not good for it, although it is likely that it would not affect it.

But Gordon thought more deeply. This killing was not a simple killing, but represented the demon lord, the god of the werewolf, and Jenogu was involved.

The Goblins didn't know why the zombies became so cruel, but Gotton, who was fond of replenishing the knowledge of the demon lord in the tower, understood it very well.

The god of the werewolf, Jenogu, had signs of everything, and the information Gordon asked from the Goblin proved all this.

"It seems that Jenoch not only rages in the main material plane, but even the Apoll world that is far away from Io can't escape. From this, it can be seen that other planes are also very likely, and this is obviously just beginning..."

Perhaps it can be said that the song is too much worrying, but this saint catastrophe is obviously longer than it remembers, and the spread of this catastrophe is wider. Not only does the war spread to the main material plane, but other material planes in the multiverse were also affected.

The evil will of the bottomless abyss is taking advantage of the turmoil to spread around.

However, Jenogu's participation was not surprising.

Because at all the demon lords of the abyss, Jenoch should be considered the most active in the main material plane.

His actions made Gordon feel a sense of urgency. The crises that would come to its head at some point were like a sword of Damocles hanging above its head, making everything it struggled to turn into a bubble...

"It seems that it was wrong once!"

Gordon sighed. It seemed that it had thought of the past life and could safely survive the saint catastrophe in overseas archipelagos. But from today, it seems that all this is wrong. Apol, a plane far away, will face the erosion of the abyss, not to mention that it is located in the main material plane under the greatest pressure.

There is no end to the eggs when the nest is destroyed, and I still understand this principle.

Unless it defects to the abyss, it is still a matter of debate if it is corrupted by the abyss will, just like Coschurch, the king of the Frost Giant.

Anyway, in short, the information I got from the Goblin today made Geun really understand his narrowness, thinking that the demons would not be able to find it if they could hide in remote corners, but as long as the saint's catastrophe has not ended for a day, these unpredictable dangers will follow like maggots on the bones.

When Geun walked to the dragon skeleton platform, the confusion in its eyes had gradually disappeared, and replaced by the "students" in front of him who were constantly studying hard.

Isn’t these “torchs” ignited the hope that can get it out of trouble?

So, on the platform, there was another part of the questioning of Geton. In order to consolidate the memories of these children, let them master the dragon knowledge as soon as possible, and obtain the prerequisites for the priest.

Geden can be said to be asking questions all the time or on the way to ask questions.

But fortunately, the day when the first formal pastor was cultivated was no longer far away.

On the other side, the east side of the roaring dunes.

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In the endless wilderness.

A "grand" massacre site stayed for a few days, as they were going to devour the bodies of the victims and the zombies who died in the battle. During this time, a group of hyenas following these zombies would eat and drink together until they became bloated, and then they would explode suddenly and lay more zombies like laying eggs. In this way, the zombies replenished their ranks before their battles became incomplete and ragged, and then they continued their atrocities.
Chapter completed!