Artifact??

Seeing Yule's timid look in front of him, Li De quickly broke away from his greed after hearing about the artifact, regained his composure in the shortest time, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't know much about the goblin race in detail. He only had a general understanding of this race based on the data collected by the Crimson Moon Analysis Department and the information sent to him by Groat.

This race, which has always been known for its intelligence and arrogance, after receiving the news about the legendary artifact, did not choose to keep it under strict guard, but instead used it as a bargaining chip?

Li De's keen sense of smell made him feel that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

Now, he is in an absolutely powerful position, holding the initiative that the goblins cannot resist.

In this case, the goblin chose to reveal his trump card, which was too stupid.

They haven't even started negotiating yet. They just hit the field with four second shots. He wants to play ball??

Is this a conspiracy? Or is it the goblin's own initiative? Or is some unexplorable mysterious existence testing him?

Li De's eyes flickered, and his expression gradually became a little cold.

At this time, the sweat on the face of Goblin Yul Huishan, who was being stared at by Li De, fell like rain, and he kept swallowing saliva.

He felt like he was being targeted by a giant dragon.

As long as there is a slight mistake, he will be immediately devoured by the evil dragon in front of him.

At this time, all kinds of horrifying legends about the Yiluo Crown Prince appeared in his mind, and the fear in his heart was amplified countless times in this special environment.

In the dimly lit hall, the surrounding magic lamps and candles were swaying slightly. The giant crimson war oil painting on the wall behind Li De made him look extremely mysterious and terrifying with his fangs.

In this environment, Youer, who was lonely, helpless, and of low strength, without any chips or confidence, had his legs shaking uncontrollably.

After a long time, as if a full winter month had passed, Yule finally heard the man sitting on the main throne who was said to be so powerful that he could not fathom speak.

"Yul Gray Mountain, tell me the goblin's plan. Why did the goblin choose to ask for help from the Dark Pact?

Also, I want to know the news about the artifact." Li De's eyes were like lightning, with unquestionable strength.

Yule was startled, and the short figure immediately stood up, and the long oval table, which was not too high, fully pressed down to his chin.

After barely suppressing the panic in his heart, he said with a bit of fanaticism, "Your Majesty, because you, Your Majesty Iroh, are respected by all the underground world in Green City, you are above the ordinary!!"

The weak worship the strong and seek the protection of the strong. This is the law that has never changed in glory, and the extraordinary person Yiluo Mian, who has a legendary level of 10, has obviously reached a level that is enough for this goblin to worship.

"The current Gray Mountain Tribe can only survive if it receives extraordinary blessings. We have been surrounded by hundreds of thousands of orc troops in Lisle City, and they also have the powerful Beamon!!

In Green City, no one can save the goblins and Lisle City except you."

This reason was barely explained, and Li De nodded slightly.

He is now Iroh, who has been certified as extraordinary by the 19th-level Heart Eater Wales, a powerful being with half demonic blood.

With his current legendary level of 10 points, no matter whether he is hanging out in the underground world of Green City or not, most ordinary people who are not pure people have heard of the legend about Iroh Mian.

Even troubadours are preaching that the president of the Dark Pact is a mysterious and powerful being.

This is the benefit of legend. The higher the legend, the easier it is for his name to be praised and remembered.

In Glory, only powerful heroes or evil and terrifying dark bosses can be known to a large number of civilians and professionals. Anyone who can have a strong reputation is an existence with extremely terrifying strength.

To find out whether an aboriginal is powerful, as long as you confirm that the bard is preaching his name, there is no need to question it anymore.

Of course, there are routines like Li De and top-notch existences that are not obvious, but the reliability of operation in this way is still quite high.

"Why don't you go find Mr. Locke?" Li De narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not let go of the doubt in his heart because of the other party's flattery. Locke Hart is the only extraordinary being in Green City.

Yule shook his head, looking a little frustrated.

"His Majesty Locke rejected the goblin's request for help, and I didn't even get to see him. The undead in the north occupied most of His Majesty Locke's attention.

Moreover, His Majesty Locke does not seem to intend to violate the contract between the Nolan Empire and the orcs.

The goblins can only rely on themselves."

Li De nodded slightly. To the Nolan Empire, it doesn't matter how you orcs come, but you can't use high-end power.

The common people on the border are worthless in the eyes of the big nobles. Only the land is what they must control. These big nobles may never cultivate the land on the border in their lifetime, but this does not hinder their desire to control.

This is also the reason why the orcs only plunder and never occupy the territory of the Norland Empire.

Because the orcs knew clearly that even if they occupied the land of the Nolan Empire, they would not be able to hold it.

At this critical moment, the undead in the north are the natural enemies of mankind. As long as the orcs don't do anything too outrageous, Green City will hardly take action against them. After all, the annual invasion has already numbed Green City.

Li De shook his head.

The weak never have the power to control their destiny.

The goblin went in with what he thought was a huge bargaining chip and couldn't even see the extraordinary face. You can imagine how big of a blow it was.

The only reason to find him is not only that he is "extraordinary", but also that at least he might be able to take action.

After all, no one cares about artifacts like the Twelve Magic Scrolls. The more powerful beings are, the more they will yearn for high-end items like artifacts.

Because only beings above the extraordinary can truly exert the power of the artifact. If they are lower than the extraordinary, they can only use an extremely powerful force when holding the artifact.

Seeing that Li De didn't speak again, Yuer felt his heart beating in his throat.

Although he knew that asking to see the dark life was very risky, he might be the only one who died if he came, but if he didn't come, thousands of people in the entire Gray Mountain tribe would be buried under the fangs of the orcs.

The Gray Mountain Tribe has no choice.

"Very well, goblin from the Gray Mountain Tribe, your reasons have won my approval.

Now, tell me what you know about the whereabouts of the artifact."

Li De didn't talk about asking for reward after rescuing the goblins at all, but asked directly.

The initiative is in his hands. Now, the goblins have no choice. Negotiation? Sorry, the goblins are not even qualified to be on the negotiating table.

Yule, who seemed to have been prepared for this, did not hesitate and said directly, "Your Majesty Yiluo, the artifact exists in the underground world."

Li De raised his eyebrows and looked at this little green-skinned man with big eyes in confusion.

"The underground world, the underground world you are in? Isn't it occupied by orcs?"

"No," Yule shook his head, "the territory we are in is just a part of the underground world.

Hundreds of years ago, the Gray Mountain Tribe lived in a vast underground world.

But the underground world is too dangerous, and our race is always facing this destruction.

In this way, in order to find a new way out, the Gray Mountain Tribe spent a full three hundred years.

Finally, we found the promised land.

Yes, that is our territory now, the underground world occupied by orcs." After saying this, Yule's expression was slightly depressed,

"We followed the edge of the underground world and found a passage leading to our current territory."

Li De's expression became more and more weird, why did he feel that things were getting more and more complicated now, but he did not interrupt Yule and let him continue.

"Although we are in the Land of Hope, we return to the underground world through that passage every year to trade day after day. Hundreds of years have passed, and the Gray Mountain Tribe has multiplied from dozens of tribesmen to five thousand people.

However, crisis is always unavoidable. Ten years ago, a black dragon suddenly appeared from the swamp and interrupted our lives. "

Swamp? Black dragon?!!

Hearing the names of these two attributes, Li De stood up suddenly, his eyes as sharp as blades, and stared at Yuer.

"Are you sure it's the black dragon in the swamp? Is there a Cyclops tribe called the Thunder Tribe living next to the swamp?"

Yu'er was frightened by Li De's cold eyes and stammered, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty Yi Luo.

The silt swamp is too huge, and the Gray Mountain Tribe has only explored a small area. We have not heard of the existence of Cyclops."

Li Denei then withdrew his frightening gaze and sat down slowly, but his mood at this time had become a little different.

Unexpectedly, the goblins may be related to the underground world where Corso lives. The information here seems a bit complicated.

His slender fingers stretched out and tapped the table gently, "Continue."

Yu'er finally recovered from Li De's intimidating aura and continued speaking quickly.

“At that time, the Gray Mountain Tribe was excavating an ancient ruin left by the goblins, and a large number of ancient alchemy items appeared in it.

We were very excited about this, and when we were preparing to occupy the ruins, the patriarch dug up a magic scroll made of parchment."

Speaking of this, Yule's eyes flashed with a bit of uncontrollable greed.

"Twelve magic scrolls, those are the ancient inscriptions carved on them!

The flashing aura on the magic scroll caused a terrifying tide of magic to appear around it, and the clan leader holding the scroll was directly upgraded from level 13 to level 15!!"

Yule's voice became louder and louder, "This is simply an epic scene. The great Gray Mountain Tribe found the legendary twelve magic scrolls while excavating the ancient goblin ruins. Their leader gained the power given by the artifact.

He suddenly became a strong man!!"

But just when Li De was about to ask, Yule's voice dropped instantly, like an opera suddenly turning from high to low.

"It's a pity that the aura of that mysterious scroll was too exaggerated. It alerted the black dragon who just came out to hunt. There is no doubt that we were defeated.

The goblins of the Gray Mountain clan had no strength to resist the giant dragon. The magic scroll that gave the clan leader powerful power was also taken away by the giant dragon. The black dragon who got the magic scroll began a brutal killing.

Of the five thousand tribesmen, only one thousand remained after half the sunrise.
To be continued...