Chapter five hundred and twenty-ninth fierce battle on the grassland (4)
"I was put on one..."
Sivi narrowed his eyes.
He is now in a goblin den, or the ‘original’ goblin den.
In front of him was where the Goblin King was, and the magic coordinates he set on the Goblin King were indeed still here.
However, only a corpse that had begun to decay was left here.
Judging from the size, this thing should be the Goblin King, and his magic coordinates are still marked on the corpse. However, now it is winter and it is a distance from early spring, and the corpse cannot be corrupted so quickly.
Not to mention that Sivi had found other suspicious points on this corpse.
If described in more explicit language, it should be to ‘take off the body part with magic coordinates alone, put it on another body, and then let it rot to an unrecognizable level to cover up the behavior.’
The real Goblin King has already escaped with this method that is almost like a cicada to escape.
It is not easy to find that guy again on the vast grassland.
"But then again, the Goblin King in the Tower of Cause and Effect is not very intelligent, and his combat methods are basically straightforward human tactics. The modern Goblin King not only has almost the same intelligence as humans, but also understands tactics such as encirclement..."
He rubbed his chin, which had begun to grow stubble, and said: "Has it made great progress in the years since it was sealed?"
If I had known that at that time, the Goblin King should have been dealt with.
After regretting a little, Siwei suddenly found that the corpse in front of him suddenly swelled up.
With rich combat experience, he immediately called out a magic shield. At the same time, a violent explosion also sounded in the cave. He directly blew up the originally unstable cave.
After the vibration caused by the explosion stopped for several seconds, a somewhat embarrassed figure emerged from the ground.
"It's actually a corpse explosion... Why is that thing related to the Necromancer again?"
Apart from Franken, Sivi had never encountered any other necromancer in his life. Moreover, because of the environment of the eastern plains, he had never learned necromancers much. When he suddenly encountered a corpse explosion, he had no other countermeasures except defense.
"No matter what, a mere goblin actually made me so embarrassed... wait for me..."
The angry Siwei did not notice that what he said was similar to the villain in the animated novel, and floated straight into the air. He spread the arcane "Hostile Mark" underground.
This three-ring arcane can mark a specific mark on creatures hostile to the caster. The mark consists of special light, which can only be seen by the caster or those who bless the corresponding magic. Moreover, the light is almost blocked by the object. No matter how the marker hides, it can be easily discovered as long as it is still within the mark's sight.
But this magic is actually prepared for some creatures who are good at escaping or possess spell-like abilities that are manifested as invisible. The application range is extremely narrow, and the difficulty of casting has reached the level of the three rings, so it is not available to ordinary magicians, so it is very useless...
However, for Sivi, this magic is just right. After further improvements, it can be used to directly mark underground creatures. This magic has played a huge role now, and for Sivi, the little magic consumption is really nothing great.
——New Green Grassland. Magical Territory—
"The long weapon team comes forward and assassinate!"
After the initial panic, the Centaurs finally got used to the gratings that surrounded them. Under the command of Villarent, they formed a combat formation again and launched round after round of strikes against the enemies outside the grating.
So far, except for a centaur who was dragged out by a grassland ogre that had been tamed by a goblin, the body was broken into pieces under the siege of the enemy and died without a burial place, the other centaurs had killed many enemies.
After a long period of consumption, the number of legion troops has dropped from 50,000 to about 35,000.
The corpses of the goblin outside the grating were piled into hills, not reaching the height of the centaurs' chests, so this is not counting those that have been burned to ashes...
However, while the Centaurs achieved great results, the gratings they depended on for their lives had begun to show unstable phenomena. It seemed that the duration of the magical position would soon end - in fact, it was a miracle to be able to last until now with Gene's magic power.
"Blade weapon team comes forward and kill!"
The Centaurs' weapons had already reached their limit, and this battle made their weapons fall behind undoubtedly - ordinary machetes showed signs of rolling blades when they killed one or two goblins, not to mention those worn-out weapons full of rust.
Sivi even once suspected that Centaurs used this weapon to kill their enemies to infect tetanus…
Of course, tetanus cannot save the centaur clan now.
When they thought they were in sight of victory, the short, but long front of the Goblin appeared again on the horizon.
Viller Larent's iron hoof's face turned pale.
The goblins that were surging like tides across the opposite side were terrifyingly large, with rhinoceros horned beasts, deer butterflies and messy monsters mixed in between. The huge momentum even made Virlarent feel that "Did the goblins suppress all their military power?"
The one in the distance had not yet seen the original body, but the moving steps made the existence of the trembling ground on the grassland even more sank the hearts of all centaurs into the abyss.
Viller Larent, who was holding the handle of the tomahawk's axe, felt that his palms were already sweating.
His intestines had long been regretful. If he had known that the Goblin's military power had become so perverted, how could he have come to die with his compatriots?
"Jen, get out of here!"
At this time, he turned around and said to his son: "You are the hope of our tribe. You will migrate with the rest of the tribe and leave here. The only thing I am glad for this action is that I did not bring Lord Singer. When you return to the tribe, he will also help you, not to mention that gentleman of humanity... Your current achievements show my mistake. If you can, please ask questions and apologize to him."
"But my father..."
Gene's face, which was pale because of his magic overdrawn, showed a reluctant expression on his face: "The warrior should not escape!"
Chapter completed!