The brave man opened the coffin and rose

The ability to enforce discipline is an unimaginable quality.

If a person can command an army as if he were commanding his own body, this would be an unimaginable miracle in today's world.

Even if magic connected everyone's minds, it wouldn't make this task so easy.

When the arrows attacked, the goblins were unable to dodge.

They no longer had the resources to maintain the barrier or the mind blade, and fell into chaos.

Seeing this, Abes also issued a new order, "Stab!"

Everyone obeyed the order. The spearmen gripped their spears tightly and, under the cover of the shield soldiers, charged at the goblins like tigers and lightning.

The goblins were so panicked that they had no way to organize an effective counterattack and were easily hit by the crowd.

Everyone rushed forward bravely, their spears pierced through the goblins' defenses, and their shields crushed the goblins' resistance.

Soon the number of goblins dropped to single digits.

Normally, these vile little humanoids would have begged for mercy and surrendered.

But at this moment, the remaining goblins showed no such tendency.

After Abes and his shield soldiers pressed forward, they actually tried to attack and almost injured a soldier in the front row.

Frowning, Abes asked Kronos, "Are goblins intelligent creatures that can unite?"

"I've never heard of this." The silver-haired girl shook her head.

The reason why the Lizardmen were still treated as captives by Abes was because the small kingdom of Womuza did have a history of trading with the Lizardmen of the Eastern Wilderness.

However, the Dragon Slayer Tribe now only invades the small kingdom.

Seeing that almost everyone shook their heads, Abes nodded in understanding, "Attack."

Blindly defining targets as parts that cannot be united, or even making racial distinctions, is a cruel policy in the real world.

But for the fantasy world, innate evil is not just an empty talk. The regulations and influence of the god of race, the balance rules of the gods of the planes, the remnants of the soul cleansing rules, and those ancient contracts and blood curses, none of them are something that Abes can solve now.

The lizardmen of the Dragon-Slaying Tribe are not so bad. They were once the singing and dancing alien species of the Eastern Wilderness, but now they have a new leader and have become the lizardmen who frequently move eastward and join Barbarossa.

As long as there is education, there is a possibility of acceptance.

But goblins...seem to be badly regarded by everyone?

Maybe one day, when there is a way to make all living beings undefined and unaffected, we will be able to truly see the good and evil of a soul.

Since this group of strange goblins refused to surrender, and the feedback from others was that the goblins were not a group that could be united with, Abes could only wave his hand helplessly.

As the spearmen's weapons pierced down, the goblins, whose eyes were glowing with a strange bright green light, showed no fear at all.

They laughed crazily, and finally stopped breathing as the cold light faded away.

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After the battle, Abes immediately tried to take the mithril dagger enshrined on the highest throne.

The appearance of the dagger is very delicate. The entire blade is made of precious mithril, exuding a mysterious and noble atmosphere.

After Abes untied the leather straps wrapped around the handle, the shape inside was revealed.

The handle is shaped like a long silver snake with gemstones as eyes.

There are circles of carved patterns where the snake head connects to the handle. Even without the leather strap, the entire handle feels very comfortable to hold in the hand, and it is not the kind of design that will easily slip out of your hand.

So what is this leather strap used for?

The special thing about the Mithril Dagger is that it can absorb toxins and slowly release them when cutting or stabbing.

This is why Matthew needed the fey's mithril weapon to make a scalpel.

Now, one of the three pieces of the puzzle required to perform surgery on the griffin has been obtained.

In addition, Mithril weapons should also have good magical properties.

Abes tentatively injected magic power into it, and the originally inconspicuous, densely carved sections of fine lines on the dagger also lit up.

It looks like a flowing stream, or like jumping sparks.

Then, Abes' eyes lit up.

After infusing the corresponding rhythm with the bard's knowledge, the entire dagger became noticeably lighter and sharper, allowing the user to be more swift and flexible in battle, and to attack the enemy's vital parts more sensitively.

Seeing that Abes couldn't let go of the mithril dagger, Kronos came over and suggested cautiously, "Should we send some people back to Silver Moon Farm to get your coffin back?"

Abes's coffin, which has been guarded by the Mels family for a thousand years, is made of pure gold.

Mithril and adamantium are magical metals with similar positioning.

Although it has a price after all, for most ordinary people, it is indeed a priceless treasure.

Due to limited vehicles and manpower, and the fact that the entire refined gold coffin was too large, they did not take it with them when they evacuated from Silver Moon Farm.

And now, seeing that Abes was obsessed with the mithril dagger, the silver-haired girl from the Mels family once again brought up this idea.

Hearing Kronos' words, the corner of Abes' mouth twitched.

If you don't take it back, such a large piece of refined gold is indeed a windfall to some extent.

Apart from anything else, if it is used as a strategic resource and remade into armor, it can greatly increase Abes's combat power.

Take it back. What does it mean that he ordered his own coffin to be brought here?

They have only captured a town now, and it is not a life-and-death moment. As a leader and commander, there is no need for him to carry out actions such as marching with a coffin to show his determination - there is no need!

If you really want to fight to the death with the coffin in your arms, you have to wait until a more critical moment.

"That place is now under the control of the Lizardmen. We haven't recruited many people in Sweet Leaf Town. Every time you lose a person, it increases the probability of error when dealing with General Paddy and other warlords in the small kingdom."

Abes waved his hand, rejecting the proposal, and at the same time offering relief, "After we take over the land in the northeast, we will talk about going south."

Then, Abes asked again, "Did you see anything when you came down from Schultz Manor?"

"The plot of land to the east that is surrounded by a stone wall seems to be a tomb. We didn't stay there for long. We opened the door and saw a large rift, and then we immediately came to the west to support you."

"Well, I'll go with you guys after I collect these spoils."

Abes waved his hand, and all the weapons in the hands of those strange goblins fell into the backpack space granted by the blessing of long journey.

Those bright green energies seemed contagious, powerful, and versatile.

From the name that the goblins shouted before they were inspired, the source of their power was a being called [Shang Shang Tian Ren].

Since he didn't know whether other people could activate this ability, and wasn't sure whether it would have any bad effects, Abes didn't plan to act rashly with this batch of weapons.

Instead, it was [contactless delivery] that directly sent them to the space granted by the protection.

After finishing the work, Abes returned to the Great Rift with everyone else.

Many people could see that at the northern end of the rift, there was a tattered wooden box, which seemed to contain a lot of valuables.

However, the young man who climbed down first now had large burn marks on his legs, as if he had been burned by flames.

"It should be some magical effect. Fortunately, I didn't fall down. It's nothing more than some gold, silver and jewelry. Why put them together like this?" Abes asked curiously.

But Kronos shook his head and stretched out his hand to point in a direction.

Following Kronos's finger, Abes saw a scabbard sticking out of the tattered wooden box.

"It's silver, and it depicts an eagle with its wings spread out hunting. It's about three feet six inches long... Lord Abes, that's the scabbard of your sword. It should at least be a replica."

"No one forced them to go down and get it. After I explained it to them, they spontaneously wanted to bring it up for you."

Oh? Heroic weapon... fragments?

It’s not possible that you can gather the set of equipment from a thousand years ago just by walking on the road.

Abes waved his hand to call everyone back, then he climbed up the cliff of the crack himself and said, "I'll do it myself."