Chapter 415: Iron Demigod

If Gris hadn't pulled him back, the goblin who took off his own feet would have floated into the core of the lava and burned to ashes.

Gris took away the evil spirits, but the three goblins failed to recover from the nightmare. Gris only used the evil spirits. If they sacrificed the evil spirits, these goblins would probably go crazy.

A soul comforted them. After a long time, the three goblins calmed down and sat there stupidly for a while before they woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his former enemy was standing in front of them. The three goblins were stunned and forced their bodies to support themselves, turned over and knelt down and buried their heads in their knees. He shouted in panic: "Sir, please spare me, don't kill me."

"..." Gris felt speechless for the first time. These goblins were too timid. If they really wanted to kill them, would they be useful to beg for mercy? Gris, who never did such meaningless things, really didn't understand what kind of mentality it was.

But this is also good. The more timid the enemy is, the easier it will be for him to get what he wants.

After some inquiry, the three goblins poured beans like bamboo tubes, and they said everything they shouldn't say in one breath.

The three goblins belong to a goblin tribe that has lived in disordered areas for many years. The entire tribe has a population of nearly 3,000. They migrated here from material planes. At the beginning, there were only more than 100 people. After thousands of reproduction and reproduction, they now have a population of more than 3,000.

Their tribe was on several giant pumice stones about a hundred kilometers away from here. In order to prevent the powerful monsters that could not be found here, they dug several pumice stones into fortresses, and everyone lived inside the pumice stones.

A few of them came out to water the crops. When asked what the crops were, the three goblins pointed at the pumice stone where Gris was originally located, which was covered with plants that were as green as grass.

"Are these grasses your food? You eat grass?" Gris asked in confusion. The classics are obviously not described in this way. The geese described in the book are obviously omnivorous creatures, and their food is more like meat-eating. Even if you eat vegetarian food, you won't eat grass, right?

The three goblins widened their eyes and looked at each other. After a while, they asked weakly: "What can I eat if I don't eat this? Is there anything else to eat?" Speaking of this, one of the goblins' stomachs actually sounded like thunder. Everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.

The goblin lowered his head in shame.

"Are you the only one who can eat this grass?" Although you don't know what those plants are, Emina prefers those grasses. Judging from the reactions of these goblins, they seem to have never eaten anything other than these grasses.

This made Emine couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic. When she was wandering into the world of death, she relied on the lotus seeds to spend the day all day and ate that thing for half a year. Now she felt nauseous when she recalled this term. So now, she often put a bunch of various foods in her storage ring.

If these goblins had only eaten one food since childhood, it would be so pitiful. Thinking of this, Emina took out two pieces of jerky and threw them on the goblin's hand, and asked, "I have only eaten grass, but have I eaten anything else? Where are these jerky? Have you eaten it?"

Each goblin picked up a piece and looked at the jerky in confusion. Judging from their appearance, it seemed that they had never seen this thing before. He hesitated and looked in his hand for a while, the three goblins looked at each other. Even if they had never eaten the jerky, they could not withstand this temptation.

As soon as the jerky was in his mouth, the three goblins widened their eyes at the same time. Obviously, the taste of jerky had conquered their taste buds and made them chew at the same time faster. In less than half a minute, a piece of jerky was eaten. The goblin, who was still exhausted, licked his fingers and looked at Eminena with a flash of eyes, revealing the meaning of pleading in his eyes.

Gris flipped his palm, and a violent evil spirit suddenly appeared from his palm, roaring at the three goblins. The goblin who had suffered from evil spirits shivered, sat upright and knelt again, buried his head in his crotch.

Gris didn't mind that they guessed some fresh food, but had to answer his questions after they had finished answering them.

With the episode of jerky, the goblin's answer was even more coherent. They also said all the keys that Gris did not expect.

It is very difficult to plant plants in disordered areas. There are too few suitable sites for planting. If it is completely stone, the plants cannot grow on it at all. Like the pumice stone with plants before, it is the only pumice stone with plants growing within hundreds of meters nearby.

It is not possible to plant on a large scale, and creatures in disordered spaces are too powerful, and goblins do not have the ability to hunt. So many of them have only eaten one food from childhood to adulthood, which is the grass-like thing growing on pumice stones.

Moreover, even if this kind of grass-like thing cannot be eaten, food has become the biggest factor limiting the population of the goblin tribe.

Due to the lack of food, they had to travel a long distance from a hundred kilometers away to take a airship to water the floating plant plots scattered everywhere.

With the cooperation of three goblins, Gris finally figured out their origins, but this is not the key. The key is this triple magic crystal turret.

"How many of these turrets do you have?" Gris asked, pointing at the magic crystal turret at the stern of the ship.

"There are more than a dozen aircraft, and some single-tubes have about thirty aircraft." The goblins replied.

So few? "Why not do more?" The number was beyond Gris' expectation. There were more than 3,000 people in the goblin tribe. Even if it was calculated by ten people and one turret, there should be 300. Even if it was divided by ten, there would be at least thirty. There were only ten, and there were only thirty single-barrel cannons left. How could such force survive in disorderly areas? Gris was a little strange. Does the goblin tribe have other powerful weapons?

"We still have two steel guards and one magic crystal attendant." One of the goblins counted one by one with his fingers.

"I heard that there is an iron demigod in the elder, but we have never seen it before."

Hearing the goblin's family background, Gris shook his head secretly. With this strength alone, he really doesn't understand how they survived in such a chaotic world. The Iron Guard and the Magic Crystal Sergeant should be both puppets similar to the Demon God. The Goblin was originally the inventor of the Iron Goblin, but such strength is not enough to protect a goblin tribe with a population of 3,000.
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