The Legend of Fatality

Victor unexpectedly refused to return to the Goblin community, but let his brother Hugo take the two back to teach the Goblin to plant and build.

His idea is very simple, first study the books that are open to him as soon as possible. After that, I asked other people with the most humble and flattering attitude. After I learned all the knowledge of these humans, I led the army to occupy the tower.

It was n’t the first time he learned this from a human mage. He stroked the skull on the top of the staff.

As for the future of their ethnic group, the settlement and the plan to feed the fool, just let these **** scammers do it. In case they can do it, it ’s better. If they are strong enough to go back, everything belongs to themselves of.

Antalam has no objection to Victor ’s arrangement. For him, teaching Goblin planting can save his time. Even if he ca n’t, he can also study Goblin ’s social structure. For yourself, all results are good enough.

Bai En considered more, doubting whether Hugo could have enough ability to control the Goblin tribe. After receiving various exaggerated guarantees from Victor, he set off with doubt.

Has no words all the way.

The three people who came to the Goblin community again, or two people and one Goblin, found that this camp had changed a lot. As for how to see it, the piles of goblins hanging outside the camp were still standing on the spot, but the camps around the piles disappeared.

Occasionally stepping on the hard ground will feel like a moss-like slippery slippery, Bai En thanked that he chose to wear boots this time. It was Goblin's lawless excretion that caused this tactile feel.

In the beginning, Bai En tried to evade, but after going deep into the camp, Bai En quickly gave up. Looking around, this tan object was removed, and there were few other things on the ground. Bai En can feel the air in this place has changed taste.

Bai En tried hard not to think about it, but it got deeper and deeper. He thought that if composting is good enough for the growth of crops, then Goblin, who is familiar with composting operations, is definitely the race with the highest yield of agricultural products among many organisms. After all, their raw material production speed is so fast. It covered the earth with it in these short days.

Baien tried to stop paying attention to the ground and raise his eyes. In this way, the goblins hanging on the stakes are the most in sight. Perhaps at first, the goblins also tried to ensure the survival of their companions, but only tied them with ropes.

It may later be found that the Goblin tied to the pile will no longer have the chance to go down, so many Goblins on the newly built piles are directly nailed to it with wooden nails.

Bai En found that observing these Goblin's death methods can divert his attention to the surrounding environment. So he focused on the Goblin on the stake.

En, the outermost batch should have been from the last time I came here, and there are still many Goblins who survived. It seems that Goblin has more endurance than humans. Humans may die without drinking water for three days, but how many days have these Goblins been hung up? Six days, seven days? Or longer.

This is more exaggerated, it should have been pierced by a wooden nail into the lungs, but it was not dead yet. Oh, this is very pitiful, the rope used by the person who tied him is obviously not dry, and now the completely dried rope deeply penetrates this guy's body.

As Bai En observed Goblin on the wooden pile, several people also began to approach Daying. The breeze between the camps brought a distant taste. In addition to the disgusting taste, there was a taste that Bai En was very familiar with-the smell of blood and corpses.

The corpses began to appear between the camps. There were scattered corpses dotted on the ground, and some were simply stacked together. Bai En began to try to count the number of bodies.

"On the stakes, I saw about three hundred and forty. There are at least two hundred on the ground." Antarat said suddenly in common language.

At least 500 dead bodies, but unfortunately, Goblin does not have any body parts worth collecting. Otherwise, it is a lot of casting materials.

"I thought we showed magic when we came over. When the tiger body shocked, this group of goblins would bow their heads and bow." Bai En said, looking at the uncared body on the ground. "They will show great enthusiasm and energy in accordance with our requirements, and burn their lives crazy to complete our task."

"With their crazy work, maybe in less than a year, we can build a great Goblin city with tall walls, strong fortresses, and spacious and bright houses inside. Each Goblin has its own Both the house and the family will be well-educated and become a good Goblin who loves the city, is loyal to the lord, and will heroically dedicate when the enemy arrives. "Bai En continued to shout exaggeratedly, seeming to vent his resentment towards someone.

"Ha ha ha ha." Goblin Hugo suddenly laughed when he kept silent all along the way. "Good brother Brin! Hahahaha."

"I know the wizards are lunatics, and my brother is one of them." Hugo smiled, his sharp teeth showing loudly in common language. "But you are the craziest one of the mages I have ever seen. Good brother Brin! Hahahaha."

Bai En noticed that looking at his Antalatem, he shrugged and made a helpless expression.

"Reducing the number is a good thing, small groups are easier to control." Antaratham did not care about Hugo, who was still laughing. "Amencanon cares more about the kobolds. The mine in the north was found by the black elk. He needs enough manpower to open the mine."

"Victor ordered the kobolds to guard the upstream riverbank before leaving, but it seems that they did not obey the order." Bai En pointed to the upstream riverbank.

"Just bring back what you can find, UU reading www.uukanshu.com kobolds themselves are tired of light, and it is a genius idea to let them guard the river bank." Antaratm said disdainfully. Then he lowered his head to face Hugo at his waist and looked at him seriously. "Victor should have his own tribe. Show us what makes you different."

Hugo folded his smile, looked up and looked at Antalatem. Finally, he said nothing, turned his head toward the largest tribe in the river bay.

Victor ’s clan of the ‘French Slayer’, okay, it ’s now renamed the ‘dragon blood’ clan, which is indeed different from the other Goblin clan that Bian and Antaratum saw along the way.

This tribe has more personnel, is stronger, and is relatively taller. These were seen by Antalatem, and Bai En found no difference except for skin color.

However, Bai En was quite satisfied with the construction of this camp. The barrier was simply built with wood around the camp, and some low-rise houses were built with branches and leaves in the camp.

A large group of goblins squeezed by the river bank in the upper reaches of the camp in an attempt to fish and fetch water. The excretion on the ground was significantly less than half of the outside, and there was at least enough place for feet and standing.

"Better than imagined." Antalatum said after observation. "Greedy, chaos, unruly. But at least some regulations are enforced. The quantity is not bad, just the quantity we can control."

"There are almost 500 Goblins here." Bai En probably scanned the number of Goblins in the camp. "But basically it is also limited to here. If you go out to find suitable land, it will definitely be discovered by other Goblins, and the cultivated land will be destroyed afterwards."

"I have chosen a place." Antalatem said, embracing his chest with his left hand and touching his short beard with his right hand. "Just make tools first."