Goblin Kingdom

[Race] Goblin

Level 92

[Class] Imperial Emperor

[Possession Skills] "Champion of the Sons of Chaos," "Rebel Soul," "Roar of Eating Heaven and Earth," "Sword Moving A-," "King's Way of Coming," "King's Soul," "King's Heart III," "Family of the Gods," "King's Pledge," "First Serpent's Eye," "Devil's Flow Operation," "Raging Champion's Soul," "Third Chant," "Warrior's Intuition," "Leader," "King Calling Chaos," "Sealed God of War Grace," "Holy Grace of the Underworld Goddess," "Let Me Be the Goddess of Vengeance"

[Adoration] Goddess of the Underworld (Artesia)

[Attributes] Darkness, death

[Subordinate Demon] Luke Cobolt (Has) (Lv56) Gray Wolf (Gastra) (Lv20) Gray Wolf (Cynthia) (Lv89) Oak The Great (Buy) (Lv29)

[Status] "Blessings of the First Serpent," "Guardian of the Two-headed Serpent," "Blessings of the Earth-eating Serpent"

Around, my consciousness turns away.

Scented in intensely drifting blood, the voices of the goblins boiling in victory suddenly farther away, panicked in the illusion of losing their power, re-gripping the reins of the push.

"Kings? What's wrong?

Nodding vaguely at Puell's inquiry, I turned my gaze to Lucius.

"No, it's nothing..."

The resistance of the captives was faint. Glendall, the enemy general, resisted to the end but eventually succeeded in capturing him. Testimony from others and information from Puell's built intelligence network that he is the commander of an enemy country is broken.

This should have destroyed the enemy's main force. If so, one means would be to let them preach surrender from Glendall. No matter how arrogant the enemy may be, there must be room to accept surrender if they know they no longer have the skill to fight it.

No matter how many fights, the Fei Long Knight can only be a paper heavy offense. He crashed to death. Looking down at it, I had to wrap my tongue around it.

I didn't know there was a guy in this world who had the idea of harnessing air power.

I have a feeling that it has gone far, but in my memory there was certainly a lot of life scattered on the battlefield called the sky. From the point of view of saying ground and sea, I thought it was only after at least more technological progress that we would make the change to a three-dimensional battlefield called the sky.

It was Eusicaa-led wingmakers (Halpurea) who had the advantage, but it was the boulder-fantasy world that easily overshadowed it.

"If Dooey hadn't been here, it would have been dangerous."

Still overhead and looking up at the flaming dragon staring at Lucius, the winning actor seemed to be staring far northeast.

Listening to the goblins raising the triumphant kai song, what a gaze in the direction of Dooe's stare, you can see the walls of the city Lucis far away and......

"What?

To the voice of doubt that came out of his mouth unexpectedly, Puell eyebrows and witnesses the same thing as me.

"─ Gate, huh?

A red, bloodstained gate stood near the walls.

……

Puell feels disturbed and pushes silently.

But I felt chills more clearly myself.

Something catches me.

Deep down in my heart, this heartbeat is like a scratchy discomfort raising my voice. A feeling of impatience, like forgetting something desperate, something that matters all the time to madness.

Feeling like I was dropped in a hole with no exit, I still couldn't take my eyes off that gate.

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In the sight that spreads in front of them, the defeated generals have no choice but to glance up at the brave men standing in front of them. Dressed in beautiful armaments, they are obviously boys and girls. The brave man came to the land, walking through the gates of the dying dragon, leading the children who did not go even at the end of the year.

"Lord Brave..."

Arienol was the first to raise his voice.

"Hey, Arienol. I'm here to help."

Cutting the words, Arienol cried down, kneeling to collapse, holding his hands in front of his chest. Until earlier, there was a girl who was leading the defeated soldier.

And Rasdill kneels before the brave.

"Hey, Rusdill. Are you okay?"

"There's no face."

As if under his ministry, the proud young Knights Commander did not mind his knees getting dirty, and he was drooling his head in front of the brave. A circle can be created around a brave man with dark hair. As if they bowed their knees, drooped their heads, and revered him in a straw of bravery.

The surviving Saints were no exception.

But there is just one man who looked at the sight with a look like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

Human hero Garland Rifenin.

No one, not even the Borderline Bird Army led by him, was kneeling before the brave, distracting his chest arrogantly and sticking the Great Sword to the ground as he sought forgiveness or salvation, and the hero was relative to the brave.

Around the brave, the girls samurai as they compete for beauty as if they had a large bouquet of flowers. Inside, even people are mixed up as if they were unsuitable village daughters in battle, and they have a crazy talking fight without any concern about the situation around them or anything.

Influenced discomfort in the fierce momentum within the Garland.

Garland was sexually angry at the unspeakable discomfort with words. No, it was rather close to disgust. It is an abomination directed against the Warcraft, but in one line these brave men felt it was even raw.

"What, these guys..."

The words I had accidentally uttered were genuine from the heart of Garland, and from the man who had now survived exactly the defeat, naturally the question I should have had.

"Are you..."

A dark-haired brave man turns his eyes to Garland. That's all, driven by the temptation to even get down on his knees in Garland, but I dare you, he threw up his knuckles.

"... bug spit runs"

He was sticking out on the ground, holding the great sword on his shoulder and approaching the brave man with his big crotch.

He kicks those who drool their heads and knees at the brave, and when he approaches the time of the great sword, waves the great sword down towards the brave man with a blurred grin.

A great sword running in a hanging motion cuts the wind and scratches the brave man's cheek shallow.

"Heh..."

At that moment, Garland did not miss the fierce glimmer of the brave man's eyes.

"Hey, hey... who is it?

Garland inquires as he pokes the sword down his throat. But the brave will not break the room.

"Brave man, brave man who saves man."

"Don't leave me out of this nonsense!

As if it were a puppet, those who kneel won't move if Garland does that. As you jump up, if you twist your body, you're going to slap off the brave man's neck like it involves a great sword, and wave the great sword down...

In recognition of the shadow jumping inside that interval, Garland stopped the Great Sword by the inch.

"─ Stop."

The girl stares at Garland with her green long stretched hair bound together in one, with her ringy eyes.

"... Leeza"

Unlike the others, the girl looked up to Garland with strong eyes that clearly resided in her will. Heroes had to stop their swords where their sins were.

To the appearance of a girl who spreads her arms and shelters the brave, the Great Sword of Garland stops, with a glassball-like gaze that does not even see the loosening of emotions with the mockery, the brave turns his hand from behind the girl and grabs the girl's thin jaw.

"Oh, thank you, Leeza"

That alone seemed to make the girl's clear will disappear. With a mosquito-like voice, the girl nodded.

"Yes, brave man."

The girl even dyed her cheeks and showed them.

at the mouth of a brave man smiling evilly. And it wasn't Garland who missed it.

"You!!

Garland, who just chewed his back teeth out of blood, can't take a clear counterattack. As long as the man in front of me, who calls me a brave man, was hiding in the shadow of a girl, I couldn't help it.

Only with its nobility did it come to be called a hero and a holy knight who was glorified in the Far West as the supreme power of the country. And that virtue becomes the chain that binds the hero.

I don't know how. But someone in front of me is manipulating people's emotions.

It was sufficient for Garland to reach such a conclusion.

"─ Oh, you're Garland Rifenin... I see"

A brave man with narrow eyes peeks into the back of Garland's eyes. Nodding as if he was convinced of something, he caught his mouth and laughed.

"You seem to be called a hero. A hero, a hero? Kuku haha!!

The eyes of the brave man laughing as if the emotional tag had come off, but he was not laughing. Cropped eyes speculate on Garland.

"... Hey, hero Garland. Pick up the enemy leader. A hero should be able to do it."

Slightly the brave moved his finger, which was grabbing Leeza's jaw, and hit her neck muscle. That's all Leeza breathes on her shoulders.

"Holy shit!

"Run away. Oh, no. Running away is not a hero. Wouldn't you? Hero Garland."

With sticky malice on board, the words of the brave drive the hero.

"Eh, ku..."

Leeza moves her mouth like a fish and even weeps. But she was still unlikely to escape from the brave man's arms.

"... If I kill the Goblins, let her go."

"Oh, of course."

As if he loved something dear, when he chewed on the girl, the brave turned an evil extreme grin towards Garland.

Turning his back, Garland turned his burning eyes to the goblins who looked far ahead.

"Come on, everybody, let's start fighting back! Hero Garland takes the lead. If we continue with him, the victory will be ours."

Spread your hands, and follow the voice of the brave men who call upon those who kneel, and those who have been submissively drooping their heads rise. His eyes burn to battle, lifting the weapon in his hand and raising his momentum.

"Come on, receive the blessings of the brave. Bless you all for your victory!

Cheering, but Garland didn't even look back already.

Listening without even hearing the rising cheer on his back, Garland drove all the noise out of his ear and just stared straight in front of him.

Look for your own enemy, the Chaos Child Ghost (Goblin).

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In the Northern Ridge Mountains, far north of the realm in which humans lived, there was a single pillar of God that rocked the earth and shouted fury at the unbreakable sky.

"Why not. Who!"

He is the dweller in the thunderclouds and the wingless empty snake (Gawain), called from the ancient days of the fairy clan. Reflecting his wrathful hair rushing through heaven but his mood, the thunderclouds dyed the sky heavy black, and thunderbolts beat the earth with a ringing thunderbolt.

If you take as many as 500 subordinates and leave your own habitat to look like a lodger, there is only one small dragon carcass left in the lodger's habitat that has been murdered without remnants. Gawayne was mad because he could imagine what had happened to the massive amount of blood scattered and the appearance of the fallen enemy's castle.

For 400 years, those who had been fighting each other to settle one day reduced their magic and longevity, but were neglected and defeated by someone.

Gawayne scorches himself more in anger than in joy at the disappearance of a being that can be called a good enemy.

"I won't allow it. I won't forgive you!

But even if you do Gawain, you don't know who killed all the dragons.

Because I do not know, his anger was directed to the end of the earth, which spreads far south. If humans, fairies, and demons slap down, they will eventually arrive at the answer.

It was a solution that could be described as violent, but that is convenient to know who the enemy is the most. Anything with great power is bound to use that power.

"My enemy, my good enemy. I will not forgive what killed you!

With the gods of the distant stars, Gawayne looks up into the sky as he swears to the god of fantasy. There is no longer a ruler of the sky, and this limitless sky is his only.

Of that, how tasteless.

"I don't want this! You can't call this a victory!

A pillar of the exalted God roared with shame.

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The battle of the Lycis Plains begins with the second act, where the human side, once supposed to have retreated, rebuilt its institutions and spearheaded the hero Garland to mount another offense. The kingdom of the Black Sun (Arlodena), which had captured the enemy generals and was about to follow the Plains of Lucius, was once again to witness the crown (Rondomel) flag in the sun with the city of Lucius in front of it.

"You mean enemy line two."

Knowing the enemy's approaching from the scouting report, Goblin's king, quickly forming himself, thinks as he rubs his thick jaw in the middle of the army.

"Information can't leave them with decent fighting power..."

Puel, who would refrain beside him, was also somewhere unsure.

"Besides, I'm also concerned about the disappearance of that gate"

The gates that appeared near the far-sighted Lucis can no longer be ascertained.

"You shouldn't have to retreat just because. We're winning!

Gi Goo Verbena, who leads the army of axes and swords (Felduk), naturally insisted. Given the common sense range, Gi Gu's reaction is naturally correct.

"Is there no mistake in the total number of enemies?

To Gi Gar Larks' inquiry, Gi Gi Arcil, who sums up the scouts, turns a sharp gaze and nods back.

"Definitely. Roughly 30,000 troops. It is believed that reinforcements have arrived"

At this point, the king of Goblin, who considered the question of where and how to begin to be pointless, turns his gaze to Puel.

"The enemy is standing before us. We have to destroy this."

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"Expect excitement from all, whether it be the tiredness of a series of wars"

Having done all his men who drooped their heads in unison, the king of Goblin could not avoid his gaze turning naturally to the enemy formation. It seemed like my soul was screaming as I brought him closer to my enemy.

But I can't remember what that voice means.

"... I'll hang up first"

The shoulders of the generals tremble only for a moment to the king of Goblins who proclaims.

"Let the song of the Goddess of Victory and Glory (Hecatelina) echo over our heads again!

"Yes!"

The powerful nodding generals return to their respective armies.

"Sounds like you've got more morale."

"I can't say there's no fatigue. You will rely on your allies."

The king of Goblin and Puel, alone, turn their words as they look to the enemy.

"You can't read enemy tactics, but never be alarmed"

I don't care what's waiting for me.

Fortunately, the supply line built by Arlodena is functioning in complete condition. Replenishment had arrived from the army of bows and arrows (Fanzel) that suppressed Bundygham and Yarksha and Barquel in the rear.

Weapons and protective equipment, about 500 replenishers for food. Lower the wounded soldiers and send the prisoners backwards as well. I had planned to accompany the prisoners to force Lucis to open the castle, but my plans had changed dramatically.

At least we have to fight one more fight and surrender to them.

On the right wing, with the king's horseback squad led by the king of Goblin in the center, the army of tiger beasts and spears (Alan Sign), and Felduk on the left wing. In addition to placing allied forces on the far right wing, Secret Service units line up next to Felduk. The army of Gi Zi Youb (Legior), the thousand ghost soldiers of Gi Zu Luo (Southern Olga), the Guidoga clan, and the Druid troops of Gi Do Burga. And on the far left, Gi-Gi-Old's army of double-headed beasts and axes (Zairduk).

If you look at the king as the center, it was a formation of Arlodena with long wings spread on the left wing.

The opposing artigand takes its formation into a sharp arrow formation. Obviously in formation aimed at a central breakthrough, at the forefront of which were Garand and the Border Army.

In the cloudy skies, the two armies move on.

The two armies pack the distance together, and when the distance reaches only about 400, the march stops on the Artigand side, and only one person, Garland, moves forward and forth.

To the temptation that arose around the king of Goblin, the king of Goblin narrowed his eyes and acknowledged the appearance of one great man.

"... are you going to be an ambassador?

"─ No."

He was a puer tilting his neck in doubt, but he wouldn't let go of the bow he had in his hand. Watch your opponent's way out as he prepares to snipe at any time.

In the watchful eye of both armies, Garland cast a great sword of blue thunder into heaven.

From a heavy cloud that can drip in, a muscle of thunder gavel falls with a big sword on it, tangled up in the body as it is. Confirming that, Garland swung it to the ground at once.

Seven Thunder Whips run through the ground, mainly in Garland. The lights and shocks that ran through caused both armies to twitch. From the scorching earth the hero roared, pointing the cutting-edge of the great sword at the goblins.

"─ I'm inviting you. Take me."

A fierce grin is engraved in the mouth of the king of goblins.

"I dare you... as an invitation, do you need to ride it?

"Puell...... they raided me in the dark woods and I started the fight. Twice in the kingdom of Germion, once in the southern desert, directly I am crossing swords with him. It's a good idea to call it a lodging enemy."

In response to the King's heightened war, the meat-eating Horse (Andrew Arcs) also roars low.

"The enemy is invited by hand. As a king and a warrior, you have to take this."

"Or maybe that's the enemy's strategy"

"Even so! I have to fight."

Sigh gently and Puell nods.

"I have no choice. But in case you hit one, I'll crack it and go in."

With his bloody red eyes the king glances back at Puel, but Puel glances back at it with a loss.

"Whatever you want. temporarily entrust the command of the army"

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Loosening the reins, the king of Goblin proceeded with the pawn.

Go to the waiting enemy.