Goblin Kingdom

[Race] Goblin

Level 26

[Class] Lord of the Duke Herd

[Possession Skills] "Herd Leader," "Rebel Will," "Intimidation Roar," "Sword Move B -" "Endless Greed," "King's Soul," "King's Heart I," "Blue Serpent's Eye," "Dancing to the Dead Line," "Red Serpent's Eye," "Magic Manipulation," "Mad Warrior's Soul," "Triple Chant"

[Adoration] Goddess of the Underworld (Artesia)

[Attributes] Darkness, death

[Subordinate Demon] Cobolt (LV9)

[Conditional abnormality] "Charm of the Virgin"

There are about thirty newly joined flocks of priests (Druids) that can be counted as combatants.

Of these, only about 25 were able to use the so-called magic at the operational level.

Give a name to Goblin Rae, who was leading the herd.

"I shall gi zer"

He said something like thank you for once, but he looked subtle. You've never reacted like this before......

"What, are you unhappy?

"No... I'm just saying that there's no such thing as a perfect man for everything"

Gi Za with shoulder to shoulder.

I'm sorry, I don't have the taste!

The newly added Druid herd will be about fifty herds combined with non-combatants.

I took it back to the settlement.

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The new Druids will be added, and the goblins that live in my settlement will be 142.

Ninety-two of them will be able to join the combatants, and the remaining fifty will be old goblins, females, toddlers, etc. It's become a big area inside.

The Gi Gu left over from the settlement's protection seems to have successfully completed its role, and the hunters are doing well so far. I re-assembled a pair of three (three-man cells), including a dolphin, to show my future hunting policy, and then went to sleep that day.

From the next day, let the newly added use [Skills] "Red Snake Eyes" while creating a pair of three (three-man cells) under the command of Gi Ga.

And when the sun leans, he leads Gi Gur and the others out hunting, pioneering mainly the southern side.

By the time the sun began to set, he returned to the settlement with the prey he had gained.

About that night, as usual, I went to the store to listen to Lecia, and there was a visitor.

"Gi Zar, what's wrong?

"No, thank you."

It seems that Gi Zar, who has always had a double desire for knowledge, craves human knowledge. Even in the duel ahead, that's what demanded of Lecia for the moment.

But that's why Lecia apparently hated me, which means she got rid of me. I was rarely and bitterly laughing at this goblin when I couldn't even get my hands on it because it was the king's property.

Because of their resemblance to humans, or even the way they laugh, they make them smell like humans.

"Just fine, I'm about to go. Are you coming with me?"

"Helpful"

Gi Tsar, who rarely and normally bows his head. But what way did you say no to embarrassing this otherwise overconfident goblin so far, Lesia?

As far as I'm concerned, I was more concerned about you than I was about Lecia.

Lecia carved a deep valley between her eyebrows when she looked at me going to jail and then blamed Gi Zar for coming in.

"Why do you have that goblin?

I laugh bitterly at how it looks if I'm dissatisfied.

"He wants to hear about this, too."

"I... I'm talking to you because it's you, and I don't want to talk to that goblin"

"Don't say that, ask from me too"

Whispering something out loud to you, Lecia replied with a whispering small.

"... ok. But only when I'm with you."

"Well, you hated me."

To my words, gi zer with a bitter smile on his shoulder.

You're a man who doesn't screw up.

"I want to hear about the gods today"

"Is it a myth?

"That's right. Especially when it comes to the grandgods of the nation and their daughters...... what's wrong?

Ask with wonder the look on Lecia's face that solidifies in amazement.

"Oh, no... I'm a little surprised. I can't believe you're into the genealogy of the gods."

I'll hold back. I'll face Gi Za.

"Is that so strange?

"Well, I usually want to hear more of another story. Like practical magic stories."

I see, is that the purpose of Gi Zar?

"Hmm... do you think Lecia would be useless to talk about the gods too?

"Oh, no. I don't think so. Because it is also the existential significance of our faithful to learn from the history of the gods."

The existential significance of a believer?

"Is there anything special about being a follower of the gods?

"Yes. In large part our… that, in the human world, there is something called religion. Is there one in your world?

"There is?

"No."

If you look back and ask questions, you'll get an immediate answer.

"The way we live is easy to understand. Will the powerless die or follow the powerless? Of course I have some attachment to the gods who give me protection."

I nod at the words of Gi Zar, who answers without precipitation. Well, I don't have the slightest attachment to protecting the Goddess of the Underworld (like that), but I would be extremely rare.

"Really? Now, as difficult as it may be to understand, there are some people who have benefited and do not benefit from the gods."

It's been a difficult story. Lecia, who talks so much, has no sign of getting together.

I feel like I've pushed some dangerous switch, and I start to regret it gradually.

"Stay, Lecia"

"... I mean religion! Yes, what is it?

Even though it's a good place, I have trouble getting sued with my gaze.

"It's good to know that religion is something I don't understand. That's not the point of the day. It's about the gods."

"Mmmm... ok. Let's talk about religion another time."

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The name of the Father God is called Kutiarga.

He created the world.

During the seven nights and eight days he created a land in the great sea, and thus cut off a part of himself to watch over it, and created a new God.

The name of Mother God is Deatna.

Mother God, who was born from a part of Kutiarga, worked with Kutiarga to produce one life after another.

God of the water, God of the forest, God of the wind, God of the earth, God of fantasy, God of dreams, God of star crossing...... that is the multitude and variety. If there is life, there is God.

Kutiarga and Dietna were satisfied with a world full of gods, but Dietna suffered burns when she created the god of fire, and that burn was how it caused her to travel to the world of death.

Kutiarga was sad.

Because the two of us have literally lost half our bodies that we've been generating.

He mourned and grieved, and at the end of the day sank himself into this world by telling his own begotten children to create life. He wanted to be a part of this world that Deetna and I made together.

The gods thus left work together to create life.

The gods of the woods and the waters look like the Deetna they have looked upon, and the fairy tribe.

And the gods of the wind and the earth cut off the ore, and submen.

The gods of fantasy and dreams lay their fantasies on the dreams they had.

The star-crossing gods are materials collected across the stars, making giants.

God of Fire who did so and remained.

Having created the cause of his mother God's death because of him, he had to create life alone, albeit the youngest. By his birth, my father and mother disappeared because I also knew the gods around me.

So there were no gods trying to work with him to create life.

But it doesn't work.

The oldest water god I felt sorry for called on the other gods. And they shall divide the excess into the gods of fire.

The ingredients brought from the gods of the woods, the long ones from the gods of the waters, the cold waters from the gods of the earth, the earth's gods from the earth… none of the other gods were used in the creation of the lives created earlier.

But the God of Fire did his best.

Mix the water with the soil mass with an unfamiliar hand and rub the soil. I mixed the excess with it and wished with all my heart.

The figure of my father I saw on a young day.

Please, a life like my father's. He told me to be born.

That's how humans were born.

The gods scattered the life they created all over the land their father had made.

Take the fairies to the back of the mysterious forest, the suburbs to the windswept meadows, the dragons to the alpine mountains that soar high as you dream, and the giants deep underground. Bring the humans to a small beach with a sea view.

They helped each other and gradually grew in numbers.

The gods who cared about it gradually create various lives on their own.

The beasts, the warcraft, and even what in them seemed to be a failure among the gods, one after another the gods created.

But the god of fire was grieving.

His created man was too small and weak compared to fairies, subhumans and giants.

So the god of fire consulted the god of water.

I wonder what to do, the water god told one story. I'm talking about when my father made my mother.

The God of Fire cried and appealed to the God of Water. But no one needs to cooperate.

The god of water told me to speak. Then I thought I'd split my own half.

The God of Fire rejoiced.

Oh, well. That way he won't be alone anymore.

Thus the God of Fire created two moons using his own feet, and gave men a God of wisdom using his own right hand, and created the Spirit using his own left hand. That's how he used his own head to create the grandgod of the native birth, and finally he used his remaining body to create the sun.

Soon after birth, the spirits will be separated from the humans.

It was they who were saddened that the God of Fire had gone out, who had changed their appearance and merged into the world to help the God of Fire. Where they are active, volcanoes will arise, creating new lands.

That's how I call the gods of my head and right arm the new gods.

Attitude the name of the ancestral god of the nation. The name of God of Wisdom is Hera.

The two gave birth to goddesses and masculine goddesses who should marry and guide humans.

Artesia courageous by her eldest daughter. Gurdica with weapons and magic on her eldest son. Hecatelina with victory and glory over her second daughter. Luruna, who presides over the fate of the three women. Zenobia, the goddess of healing to the four women.

We did them to lead humans, and Attib made the concept of what he called a country with Hera.

By the time humans were developing well, the world of the gods was in danger.

It was the gods who created too many lives out of orbit who argued over which life was the best.

At first, the gods of water, the gods of longevity, who were about to settle their grudges, also gradually took the form of being caught up in that struggle.

That is how the conclusion was reached between the gods.

So I thought I'd give it a try as to which one is the best.

That's how the tragic killing began.

Subhumans and fairies kill each other, giants and dragons kill each other. In the midst of a wide variety of lives to kill, humans take refuge in new gods and dive through their killing.

Inspiring Artesian courage, with Gurdica's weapons and magic in its hands, Hecatelina promises victory and glory. Led by Luruna of Destiny, many “brave men” saved people at the cost of their lives.

To the wounded and fallen, Zenobian love healed them.

If we realized that, man had become the most powerful life with the largest print on land. Burn the forest, shred the mountains and expand the territory. Dig back the soil and use precious ore at all costs to further expand the territory.

But it should be taken, that other races hate one another according to the will of the gods, and have no art against them mortals.

The power of the new gods, led by Attitude, was so powerful by then.

One of the gods, who looked abominably at it, suggested to the gods at one point.

Let Mother Deetna come back and restore harmony to this world once and for all.

After all, the dispute was foolish.

Other gods also show their consent. They were losing their own power in successive killings.

That is how the doors of the world of the dead are opened.

The gods prayed.

My mother, Deetna. He wants us to be guided once and for all.

But it was a swarm of mighty snakes that came out of the bottom of darkness and darkness.

Soon they ate up the gods and covered the world with darkness.

Snakes are not the only ones who jumped out of the doors of the world of the dead. Warcraft, demons, the dead.

The beasts of uncleanness and corruption were unleashed into this world.

Slightly surviving water gods The old gods were terrified of this situation.

As it is, the Father God creates and the world overflows with death!

But neither the fairies they created, nor the submen, nor the giants, had the power to resist the overflowing army of death.

A strip of light plugs in there.

Human beings, led by the Attitudes, were only marginally resisting the army of death.

The water god shames his previous deeds and persuades the other surviving gods to go around.

This place should unite its power under the gods of man.

Thus the living gather together the subhuman, the dragon, the giant, and the fairy unto the Attitude.

Attib and Hera order the children headed by Artesia to lead the multiracial battle.

Show courage!

Take the weapon!

Believe in fate!

Victory and glory are upon us!

Artesia, Gurdica, Lluruna and Hecatelina, led by a multiracial race, fought with all their dying power against an overflowing army of death.

Artesia always waved her sword at the forefront of the people, Gurdica continued to produce weapons and magic without a single sleep during the battle, Luruna saved those destined to die, and Hecatelina exalted the glory of victory to keep the people inspired.

Fighting through a battle that lasts a hundred years, they finally push the army of death back beyond the doors of the land of the dead.

On the remains of Dietna, on the other side of the door of the dead, Artesia raised her sword and the battle against the army of death ushered in convergence.

The old gods thanked the new gods, and when they returned to each realm to define the inviolable realm, they later chose to stop fighting and live secluded.

The same is true of the lives they created.

Fairies go into mysterious waters and woods.

The subpeople, who lived in the meadows, laid down dwellings throughout the meadows and in the deep woods.

The high mountains are filled with dragons.

Deep underground, each of the giants establishes its own residence.

It was the pinnacle of the new gods.

Then the era of human prosperity continues.

Difficulties were around Artesia, with weapons and magical powers Grudica tried to solve, Luruna guided the fate of the people and Hecatelina promised victory and glory.

But its times of prosperity do not last long either.

The beginning was the source of the mistake that the native grandgoddess ativ was blinded by the beauty of Zenobia.

Hera, who was a god of wisdom, disappeared knowing the heart changes of that ativity, and Artesia was jealous of the heart changes of her father.

Knowing that Gurdica's weapons and magic create chaos in the world, he has ceased to create them, and Luruna, who has saved the fate of the man to die, has become intoxicated like a man who fades into confusion.

I no longer know who to bring victory and glory to, Hecatelina forgot to give that victory and glory.

Humans also begin to fade again in such a way of the gods.

Corruption, corruption and jealousy. Everything spread, and I forgot to be proud in fear of disease and death.

Artesian jealousy was awesome among them.

When driving away the armies of death, it is none other self who fought for his life.

But why only Zenobia? Wouldn't you exchange it if you weren't loved by the Attitudes?

An aversion to Artesia, mad at the flames of jealousy, gave her the land of the dead as a territory.

Because the land of the dead had not become anyone's territory since the death of my mother, Dietna, and the devastation was on its way.

As it is, the land of the dead will perish.

That way the dead will be lost and overflowing this world again.

Artesia is single, heading to the land of the dead, pulling out the sword of Gurdica, who stabbed Dietna in the remains, to wipe out the snakes.

The wrath was tremendous, and it was only so long before she could unite the land of the dead.

Follow enough snakes to be called dragons and use Deatna's remains to create soldiers from the land of the dead.

So, now she's attacked the human country.

Artesian disobedience instantly sweeps the human world.

Attitudes that had forgotten everything because of their love for Zenobia.

He's gone. Hera, god of wisdom.

Gurdica, who has stopped making magic and weapons.

Lulu Luna in Destiny.

Hecatelina forgot to give her victory and glory.

Zenobia could only accept the love of the ativ.

They knew the magnitude of their anger and the depth of their despair by starting with Artesia poking their swords at them.

Invaded half of the human world, the awakened gods join forces against Artesia.

Attitudes that reminded people of coordination.

Hera pours the light of knowledge on man again.

Gurdica who gives magic and weapons apart.

Luruna, who handles the thread of destiny and guides the “brave".

Hecatelina giving glory to the brave.

Zenobia heals the battle-wounded.

With their cooperation, they create a state of antagonism with the Altesian army.

But still, there was nothing that could stop Artesia waving her sword on the front line.

The wrath of Artesia, who could follow the black flaming serpent that burns everything down, the twin-headed water serpent that rots the water, the dragon of darkness that dominates the sky with its wings, the serpent that divides the earth.

Attitude was troubled. Formerly rust that came out of me.

So he asked the old gods to help him.

Many were reluctant, but in earlier wars the old gods did owe a debt to the new gods.

They join the fight as allies of the Attitudes.

Thus again Artesia is pushed back to the door of the kingdom of the dead.

The Atttives swore to each other not to humanize excessive interference, and fell into deep sleep to kill the power of Artesia.

That is how the age of the gods ends.

The age of history opened the curtain.

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When I finished listening to all the stories, the night was about to dawn.

All the rest of me and Lecia are asleep.

So is Gi Zar, and Lily, who should be used to it.

"Do you understand?

"Oh......"

and.

There was only one thing I had to make sure of.

"Have you ever met a healing goddess (Zenobia)?

"No? As I said earlier, the gods don't like excessive interference with us."

"Is that even the goddess of the underworld?

"Of course. Why do you think the gods fell asleep?

I see.

You mean the myth from the human side? Or is the goddess of the underworld (Artesia) just running too far? At least not as far as the human side says, the gods have not gone.

I mean... maybe eventually a "brave man” will show up to kill me.

─ ─ Show courage, huh?

For some reason, with those words, Artesian bravery wrapped around armor that just shines clearly behind his brain. Dunno, I felt a red snake tangled in my right arm hurt.

"... got a good lesson"

"Isn't it?

Turn your back on the dusty laughing lesia and head to your own bedroom.

I only carved it firmly in my chest that I needed to be very careful when talking to Lecia.

Do you want to sleep for now......