The Dean Has Arrived

Chapter 511 Magic Wind on the Grassland (End)

The azure moon in the sky exudes full brilliance, and the entire grassland is quiet and peaceful under the moonlight.

Unlike the earth and moon, the stars are scarce. Even if the blue moon hangs high in this world, the stars are still clearly distinguishable, and it is even more brilliant in the grassland without light pollution.

It's just that in this silence, there is still an unstable atmosphere.

The centaur warriors who had been given the order and rested for a long time had no intention of admiring the beauty.They put on armor, took up weapons, fully armed, and quietly marched towards the goblin gathering place.

The time now is about 2 to 3 in the morning.

Because the Centaur can only rely on celestial timekeeping, Xiwei himself did not bring in the millennium hourglass, and there was no way to determine the specific time.

But it is enough to know a general category.This time is when most diurnal creatures sleep the deepest, so it could not be better for night attacks.

"Your Excellency, that human... Is Mr. Adric's plan really okay?"

Bruno walked beside the queue and asked the centaur boy beside him with some worry.

"no problem."

Nieman replied without hesitation: "My father once said that Mr. Adric is a human being sitting on his back, so I believe in his plan and ability!"

Qualified to sit on the back, this is almost the highest degree of recognition by the centaur for other humanoid creatures.

Naturally, a human being able to gain the recognition of a centaur hero is not bad.

Even so, Bruno Ironshoe lowered his head anxiously.

If he was alone, he could expend his life boldly and fight alongside the original hero Sylvie Adric.

However, this time the plan involved the entire centaur tribe.Using the entire tribe as a bargaining chip, the weight is too heavy, so that this bold man is a bit hesitant.

Nieman naturally knew the reason. As a son of a hero, he spent almost his entire childhood on the front line of fighting with his father in the battle against the Devil of the Abyss. He naturally has an experience that surpasses most people.

So he would not impose his will on others, not to mention that the adult also explained this matter before leaving.

"Actually you don't need to worry so much."

So he comforted the troubled chief: "Didn't Mr. Adric also say? This time our main purpose is not to destroy the goblins. If the battlefield situation is unfavorable. Just retreat, and he won't blame it. our."

"Since you have said so..."

Bruno let out a long breath, looking at the queue of many centaurs around him, a decisive light flashed in his eyes.

"We were also members of the Salvation Army, and we also came out of the sea of ​​blood from the corpse mountain. We are not afraid of war and blood. If the goblins cannot be solved, it may become the worst situation in the end. In that case, Then I believe in you, believe in that human magician once. It is good to give the power of our Centaur race."

"Thank you for your understanding. Ah, speaking of it, I forgot to ask Mr. Adric the question of my father. You should also know that after the final battle, almost all the combatants disappeared with the abyss demons. Only a few Some people still have witnessed rumors all over the world. I am so happy to see Mr. Adric this time. I even forgot my original purpose. By the way, Chief Bruno, you heard that it spread in the southwest half a month ago. The rumors? It’s said that other participants in the final battle of the Battle of Taliesid were discovered..."

Talking and talking.Nieman ran off to the Eastern Plains again.

Bruno's mouth twitched, regretting that he could not stop Nieman's chattering in time.

The god of the steppe is up, when will this guy talk about...

——Goblin Cave——

A little guy who was about half the height of a normal goblin shrank in the deepest part of the cave. Many things like plant roots grew on its body, which plunged deeply into the surrounding soil.

It is the Goblin King.

Of course, the most vulnerable individual is not easily exposed to other creatures.

Regardless of where it hides in the cave now, it can’t be found if you don’t look for it carefully. Just preparing a burly puppet in front of the cave with a crown on its head pretends to be a Goblin King. There is no way to distinguish between true and false.

Other goblin nerve information came from the roots of its body, and the group of four-hoofed creatures that had been beaten by them not long ago sneaked over to attack its people.

What a foolish ungulate.Haven't they discovered that those lower-level goblins who are extremely vague in their self-consciousness are useless no matter how many they kill?As long as there is food, the lower-level goblins can multiply at an astonishing speed that even cockroaches can't match.

On the contrary, they will die because of being surrounded and suppressed by endless lower-level goblins!

But then the Goblin King discovered something wrong, once it started to control the Goblin Sea.When trying to encircle the centaur, they always retreat without a single blow. The two short legs of the goblin are naturally unable to catch up with the fast-moving centaur.

After being repeatedly attacked several times, the Goblin King also noticed something wrong.

Those ungulates seem to be deliberately guiding its army.

After realizing this, it immediately released the mutant goblins around the cave and began to search the surroundings. Sure enough, it found that a group of centaur troops were being led away by the Goblin Sea in the other direction and marched toward this side.

Sure enough, the strategies these ungulates can think of are probably at this level.

After instructing its own guards to block the entrance of the cave, it ordered a part of the large group to begin to surround the cave again like dumplings.

This way it is foolproof.

Just as it thought so, the cave above its head suddenly collapsed.

What fell along with the dirt, gravel and grass roots was a man in a black magic robe.

Seeing the look of surprise and panic on the ugly face of the Goblin King, Xiwei dusted off his robe, held the seal card provided by the mission between his fingers, and said calmly.

"Although I know you have a lot to ask, I'm sorry, I don't have time to explain it to you."

Ninety percent of the bosses died of talking too much, this unbreakable truth Xiwei naturally understood, and now he is indeed not 100% sure that he can retreat under the siege of a large group of mutant goblins.

So in the next moment, he threw the card on the Goblin King's face.