The Heavens: Cthulhu started from Hokage

Subhuman beings called goblins are charging, and their appearance is nothing short of grotesque.

It clearly has a human-like face, but it is crooked. Under the uncoordinated pointed nose is a blood-red mouth with protruding teeth. The skin is a dirty greenish earth color, and the messy black hair is stuck in a ball.

Wearing tattered animal skin armor, they held up a small shield in one hand and a wooden-handled mace in the other. They rushed towards the carriage at a medium speed, making strange screams like apes.

When Lukrut saw that the attacking monster was a goblin, his hanging heart slowly dropped.

"What the hell, what did I think it was? It turned out to be just goblins."

Goblins are generally considered low-level monsters in Yelandur. They only launch mindless suicide attacks and are one of the easiest monsters to deal with.

The adventurers of Yelandul are experienced in dealing with goblins.

Captain Peter Mock of the Sword of Darkness was relieved to see the goblins. He turned around and confidently said to Bai Yuan and Ainz Ooal Gown:

"If it's just a mere goblin, the four of us from the Black Sword can definitely deal with it. We can't kill a chicken with a dagger. Leave this battle to us!" Peter Mock clapped his palms on the leather armor on his chest with a confident expression. .

"A mere goblin..." A slightly mocking light appeared in Ainz Ooal Gown's eyes under his helmet.

There are many adventurers who underestimate Goblins, but in the end this contempt costs them dearly.

Adventurers in a small place like Yelandur regard all goblins as trash because all they see are low-level goblins.

But in fact, due to the huge population base of Goblins, there are many strong ones in the clan. For example, the level 43 Goblin Guards, who wear red hats and hold scythes in their hands, can match an entire legion of enemies with just one person.

An army composed of thousands of high-level goblins often consists of heavy infantry regiments, longbow regiments, wolf cavalry regiments, paladin regiments, magic support regiments, and magic bombardment regiments. Each regiment has a hero-level field. A strong person (level 29 or above) serves as the group leader.

An army of 8000 high-level goblins can sweep across a country.

A strong person with a little knowledge would never dare to underestimate goblins.

Fortunately, most of the goblins in Yelandur are low-level goblins no higher than level 5. It is not an exaggeration to say that low-level goblins like this are just trash fish.

Peter Mock drew out his one-handed sword, stared sharply ahead, and quickly issued combat arrangements.

"I will use the martial art 'Fortress' in the front to block the enemy. Nina will use a defensive magic on me, and then use an offensive magic to sweep away the goblins. Dyne will pay attention to the treatment, and Lukrut will kill the goblins with arrows from behind. Goblin!"

"As for Nfirea, I'll leave it to the four of you to guard it!"

Everyone looked at each other, nodded to each other, and each came to their own position, ready to face the goblin's charge.

Peter Mock stood at the front, and the goblin rushing at the front saw him, with bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and raised his mace and hit him on the chest.

"fortress!"

Peter Mock shouted, raised his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the mace that was coming.

The two weapons collided with each other, and an invisible ripple suddenly appeared on the tip of Peter's long sword, causing the Goblin mace to fly away.

This is the effect of the defensive martial art "Fortress".

The goblin was startled, took half a step back, and let out a high-pitched scream to call his companions.

A goblin behind him jumped up high on his shoulders and swung the iron rod in mid-air. The mace hit Peter's head, and Peter raised his left arm to resist.

The mace wrapped in the fierce wind hit Peter's left arm. There was no scene of broken bones. Peter's arm was glowing with golden light and blocked the Goblin's attack. This was exactly the defense Nina applied to Peter. magic.

Peter Mock snorted coldly, raised his long sword, and came through the wind, piercing the Goblin in mid-air, and then swung it upward hard. The Goblin was thrown away several times with a bloody line. rice.

Peter took another step forward, swung his sword horizontally, and chopped off the frightened head of another goblin.

"Humans...now...have no magic...martial skills...we...kill him! (Goblin)"

The goblin captain uttered gibbering words, and the goblins on the field understood it, spread out their formation, and tried to surround Peter Mock.

Suddenly, a voice broke through the wind, and an arrow shot into the Goblin Captain's throat like a meteor. Blood bubbles emerged from the Goblin Captain's broken throat. His eyes gradually lost their luster, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Lukrut raised his longbow high and re-rigged it, with a confident smile on his face.

"Don't forget my archery skills, you goblin bastard!"

"Captain! (Goblin)"

Seeing the death of their captain, the Goblins were immediately in a panic. Peter Mock saw the right moment and swung his sword fast and hard, cutting off the head of another Goblin.

At the same time, Lukrut shot another arrow, easily killing another goblin.

The morale of the goblin team, which itself was a ragtag group, collapsed instantly.

"We... are not opponents... run! (Goblin)"

The goblins in front let out strange screams of fear, dropped their maces, and ran towards the forest without a care in the world. In panic, they bumped into the goblins catching up behind them, and they huddled together.

The corners of Peter Mock's mouth curled up slightly.

"It's time, Nina!"

"I'm ready, Captain!"

Next to the carriage, Nina held up his staff, the gem at the tip condensing a large amount of fiery red elements.

"The magic chant is finished."

Aiming at the huddled goblins, Nina shouted:

"Big Fire Ball Technique!"

A blazing fireball with a diameter of nearly three meters was thrown from the red magic circle summoned by the staff, drawing a smooth parabola in the air and reaching the head of the goblin.

The ground was reflected red by the fireball. The goblins felt something was wrong and looked up at the sky. They found in despair that the fireball had flown above their heads. There was no way to hide or escape.

boom--!

There was a violent explosion, and after the flames of the explosion, the location where the goblins were was submerged in a sea of ​​flames. They didn't even have time to scream, but they were burned into charcoal by the blazing high temperature, and a pungent burning smell emanated from the surroundings.

"Destroy the whole group in one shot!"

Nina hugged the staff and jumped up happily.

"Well done, Nina, I'll give you a raise when I get back." Peter Mock wiped the blood off the sword with a rag, sheathed the sword, turned around and smiled at Nina.

Looking at the four cheerful Black Swordsmen, Bai Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and reminded:

"Are you too happy now?"

When Peter Mock heard Bai Yuan's words, his expression changed. Just now, he did feel the vibration from the earth.

"The monster's offensive is not over yet, don't take it lightly."

Peter shouted, drew his sword again and turned around.

In the shadows of the forest, many tall figures gradually appeared.

"This is……"

The tip of the long sword trembled slightly, and Peter Mock showed a frightened look in his eyes.