Fierce Battle on the Novro Continent

The day after Amal was defeated, he was discovered by a group of goblins.

Goblins and elves belong to the same race in ancient times, and they have become divided into this way over hundreds of millions of years. But due to blood ties, the relationship between the two races is very friendly. So as soon as the goblin team discovered the dying Amal, they immediately set up camp and called the team's medical officer to treat Amal.

After some treatment, Amal gradually regained consciousness. Looking at the strange goblins in front of him, he was filled with gratitude. The goblins told him that they found him while patrolling in the forest and rescued him in time. Amal knew that if it weren't for these goblins, he might not be able to see the light of tomorrow again.

The goblins asked about Amal's identity and origin. Amal thought for a moment and decided to hide his identity and only told them that he was a traveler. The goblins expressed sympathy for his plight and expressed their willingness to help him return to the territory of his elven tribe.

"Young elf, now is not a good day for wandering. The entire Novro continent has begun to shake." An older goblin looked at Amal and said: "Smelling your scent, it seems that you are from the upper level. Elf?"

After hearing the elder goblin explaining his bloodline, Amal immediately followed the trend and said: "You all understand my identity, so please rest assured about my strength. I will be responsible for the life-saving grace today." Reciprocate."

The goblin elder quickly waved his hand and said: "It is our honor to serve an upper elf."

"But, you just mentioned, what happened to the Novro continent?" Amal asked.

The goblin elder immediately said: "All the gods in Novro continent are gone."

"Gone?" Amal's face immediately turned bad, and he quickly asked: "What happened?"

"All the desolate gods were found and killed one by one. Those above the desolate gods were either killed or disappeared suddenly." The goblin elder said: "The god who protected us was attacked by someone last night. Before he died, Teleported us thousands of miles here."

Having said this, the goblin elder's face instantly filled with sadness.

Amal did not continue to ask. The expression on his face rotated for a few times before he stopped, and then he actually smiled.

Seeing Amal's smile, the goblin elder didn't know how to respond.

"Do you have no place to go now?" Amal asked.

The goblin elder nodded.

"The Holy City." Amal said, "I will take you to the Holy City."

The goblin elder was surprised when he heard the word holy city.

The race of goblins. They live in every corner of the world. Although they are short in stature and ugly in appearance, this does not prevent them from becoming the most creative art masters. With their endless imagination and excellent skills, the goblins have created breathtaking works of art one after another, winning the admiration of the world.

The goblin race has a long history. They had mastered highly developed craftsmanship before human civilization. These techniques have largely established Goblin's status in the field of art. They are proficient in metalworking, wood carving, ceramic making, etc., and their works often reflect original designs and attention to detail. These works of art not only have high ornamental value, but are also practical, making goblin crafts highly respected.

Goblins love nature. They are good at observing every detail in life and integrating the beauty of nature into their works. The themes of their works are rich and diverse, including vivid animal images and lifelike human figures. In these works, the goblins demonstrate their outstanding painting and sculpture skills, making people marvel at their artistic talents.

On this vast continent, thousands of years have seemed as peaceful as water. However, behind this tranquility, the goblins have been silently playing a role that cannot be ignored. They stay away from the disputes and struggles between various races and maintain a neutral attitude, which makes their status on the continent very unique. On the contrary, the goblins are the most popular race in the world. The city-states and cities they have established on the mainland are like bright pearls, dotting the entire world.

The reason why the goblins are so widely popular is that they have a skill that no other race can match - building cities. They are proficient in civil engineering and have excellent architectural design and construction capabilities. In terms of urban planning and development, the goblins have unique vision and rich experience. The city they built not only has a superior geographical location, but also has a reasonable layout and complete facilities. It can be called a paradise on earth.

While other races are still struggling for survival and reproduction, the goblins have developed their cities and become the economic, cultural and political center of the entire continent. Relying on their superb architectural skills and prosperous cities, they have established close trade relations with other races, allowing the goblins to occupy an important position on the world stage.

Although the goblins are good at building cities, they do not become arrogant because of this, but are more humble and low-key. In the process of interacting with other races, they have always maintained a friendly and peaceful attitude, and are willing to share their knowledge and skills to help the development of other races. This kind and tolerant quality has enabled the goblins to win widespread respect and love on the mainland.

"Holy City?" The goblin elder's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "The Holy City seems to have changed hands."

"What do you think of the architecture and defense of the Holy City?" Amal encouraged him.

"Nondecent!" the goblin elder scolded: "The cities and various defensive buildings built by those aliens who think they are right are simply an insult to this continent!"

"Then are you willing to rebuild a holy city?" Amal got to the point.

"Rebuild the Holy City!" The goblin elder never thought about it. The prestige of the holy city of Alogos has lasted for thousands of years, how could people like them just get involved in it. Amal's words immediately resonated with the goblin elders.

"But, will the Holy City let us enter?" The goblin elder changed the subject instantly.

Amal said with a smile: "You should know that the current owner of the Holy City is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old."

The goblin elder nodded. He had already learned about this through various sources.

"That little guy is Nian Hao, he is my friend." After Amal said this, he knew that the word friend was irrelevant to whether the goblins believed that he could lead them into the Holy City, so Amal continued: "Plus, he's Aaliyah's friend and he decided to stand by Aaliyah."

"Alia?" The goblin elder was shocked, his words trembled, and he said: "You mean, Aria, the illegitimate daughter of Emperor Ziyon?"

Amal nodded, smiled, and said, "Of course."

"How do you know?" The goblin elder asked for confirmation.

"Have you seen my injury?" Amal asked.

The goblin elder nodded.

"What do you think I was hurt by?" Amal asked.

At this time, the goblin medical officer treating Amal whispered a few words in the ear of the goblin elder. The goblin elder's expression turned strange.

"It seems you understand." Although Amal's strength has plummeted, his wisdom as an elf still exists. He continued: "If I say that I am also the illegitimate son of Emperor Ziyuan, would you be willing to believe it?"

Hearing this, the goblin elder took a step back, suddenly knelt down, and said, "Please forgive me, we goblins do not want to participate in the battle to seize power."

Having said this, the goblin elder suddenly understood everything.

"No matter who wins this war, do you think the Holy City will exist?" Amal continued to ask.

"I think so." The goblin elder didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, the Holy City has always existed. You are just building the Holy City. As for whose Holy City belongs to you, what does it have to do with you?" Amal said.

The goblin elder fell silent, knowing that Amar's words were true. The new war will destroy everything, but the Holy City will not be destroyed. This is common sense for the creatures of the Novro continent. As long as he relies on the Holy City and does not participate in any wars on any continent, the goblin clan he belongs to will never be destroyed, nor will it be displaced due to the loss of the protection of the gods.

"Okay, we are willing to join you." The goblin elder finally made a decision. he

Amal smiled. He suddenly wanted to see how this young man from time-travel would rearrange the Holy City after receiving such a great gift. As for what Nian Hao will choose, that is his decision.

However, what Amal couldn't figure out was why all the gods in Novro continent were missing. So the people who attacked him before were not the elves hiring others to retaliate against themselves. Just to eliminate people like you who are above the Aragami? If this is the case, where is Aaliya now?

What's wrong with Alia? Amal's face changed, but he soon calmed down.

If Aaliya dies, all the resources she has will belong to Amal.

"It's impossible for me not to fight for power!" Amal said this silently.