"Um~."

Broken Toe Kaz woke up from a severe headache. He wanted to cover his head, but found that his hands and feet were firmly tied.

It also vaguely heard someone beside him scolding in the language of a goblin.

"You green-skinned boys from the Galak clan know that you have the ability to attack and fight your grandfather with the right fight!"

It was a rough and sharp voice. This sound was very familiar to the Broken Toe Kaz. This was the sound of the Sharp Eye Kaz.

But besides its sound ~.

There was no response, and it seemed that I was too lazy to pay attention.

Only the whistling sound of the sewer wind blows, and the not-bright torch that opened its eyes.

Let Broken Toe Kaz clearly see the surrounding environment.

A remote and spacious open space not far from their Kaz clan.

But they rarely come to this place because it is a dead end.

In addition to the environment, it also saw the green figures tilted around and visited the ground.

At first glance, there were actually ten, ten so many goblins lying on the ground, and three elite goblins lying next to it.

There is a sharp eye Kaz who hears the sound.

The other two were in a coma and looked alive.

"Broken Toe Kaz, you're awake!"

The familiar tone of Sharp Eye Kaz came into his ears, and it seemed that the broken toe was shattered and thawed.

The broken toe can only turn its head and look at it.

I found that there was no trace of frustration on its face, but instead he was full of fighting spirit and looked like he wanted to cooperate with his old rival.

"Come on! Come and scold those green-skinned boys who are unethical and sneak attacks. They are simply insulting our Goblins, just like pigs!"

"You didn't meet..."

Broken Toe Kaz looked at the sharp eyes and felt that he had never seen the terrifying real dragon.

Otherwise, it will definitely not be like this now.

But it ended halfway through the words, because, it heard.

In the only corridor, there were dense sounds of footsteps.

Someone is here~.

It closed its mouth and said nothing.

But Sharp Eye Kaz started barking like an angry mad dog, and the anger in his mouth did not stop.

Sure enough, its sound seemed to touch the creature making noises on the other end of the corridor, and the footsteps accelerated.

Accompanied by the dark vision, goblins carrying unconscious and bound prisoners appeared in the Broken Toe's vision.

Broken Toe Kaz squinted his eyes and looked at the Galak clan that appeared.

I felt a little panicked.

There are another group, and there are probably only ten goblins left in the tribe, with less than ten goblins, all of which are elite.

It is estimated that only their clan leader is left in the Kaz clan, Heavy Hammer Kaz, a Goblin warrior.

And the priest who believed in the god of Goblin Hamriel, and their priesthood, Rilla Kaz, is a rare female goblin spellcaster.

Plop! Plop! Plop!...

The captives were thrown to the ground, tied up like caterpillars, and there was no need to worry that these green goblins would wake up because they were too casual.

The Goblins of the Galak clan looked at their former rivals, lying on the ground one by one, unable to move, and their joy was unspeakable.

But "After a powerful master, there is indeed a good thing!" Such thoughts pass through these goblins' minds.

The insults of Sharp Eye Katz are still there, and these goblins have not attacked it.

The main reason is that these Goblins of the Galak clan seem to have some evil tastes, looking at the mortal enemy in front of them.

Let its insults.

"coward!"

"Pig trick!"

"Try it one-on-one! Waste!"

......

"Okay, knock it out! Although I still want to continue listening to its wail, the master is still waiting for us to go back. This time I will fight them head-on."

"This is the end of the pre-war fun! Brothers of the Galak clan!"

"Ula!" "Ula!"

An elite goblin stood up and said, and the other goblins responded one after another, and knocked the chattering sharp eyes Katz out with a very neat and neat stick.

His head was knocked and blood was flowing all over the floor.

This discipline and unity made the broken toe, who was squinting and secretly looking at it, was frightened.

"Master?" It seems that it is the black dragon.

But it doesn't look like a black dragon, which is all skeleton-headed.

The black dragon that Broken Toe Kaz saw was even stronger, and the black dragon's slender neck and flesh-free head were not visible at all.

But Broken Toe Kaz no longer has time to mess with those details.

Because it had heard their next actions from the words of the elite goblins.

I was about to hit their tribe? Broken Toe Kaz thought nervously.

I don’t know if the clan leader can keep it, so don’t be dispersed~.

Broken Toe Kaz prayed silently in his heart that there was only one black dragon, and there was still a chance as long as it was not separated!

This is also the only way to imagine that it cannot be defeated with its little head.

The clan leader and the priest must not be separated, otherwise they will be defeated by each one and the Kaz clan will be finished.

The clan favored by the gods will become a family member who is suspected to be a black dragon.

Although this doesn't seem embarrassing, the price is often heavy.

All three-year-old dog-headed people in the sewer understand this principle.

But now it is trapped here, with its whole body tied up. How can it run out to inform us in this way?

Huh~.

The only thing it can do now is to pray for the gods in heaven and bless the Kaz clan.

Hamriel is here, bless the Kaz clan~.

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Heavy Hammer Katz sat on a wooden chair with some annoyance, and the overwhelmed chair made a creaking sound.

Rilla Kaz, who was close to her eyes and resting, frowned slightly, opened her eyes with scarlet iris and said impatiently.

"If you collapse my repaired chair, get out now and get heavy hammer!"

"But priests, the group of cubs in the tribe haven't come back for a long time."

"There are ten, ten so many, sharp eyes and broken toes are missing, they will not be the dog-headed man..."

The Goblin Warrior did not finish his words later, but the implication was obvious.

"The sunset hasn't passed, maybe I'll come back tonight, maybe I'm just playing crazy outside and chasing mice."

Rilla Kaz waved his hand indifferently. In her opinion, it was normal for these green-skinned boys to do such things, after all, the IQ was there.

As a spellcaster, she never looked down on these fellow tribes with the same bloodline.

"Can......"

Heavy Hammer wanted to say something, but was attracted by the movements outside.

"Ula!Ula!"

Goblin's provocation.

Heavy Hammer Katz immediately stood up from his chair and lowered his head out of the somewhat short caster hut.

The pupils contracted, and I clearly saw a group of creatures on the road opposite the clan, five or six goblins.

They were facing away from here, patting their butts that were covered by their crotch, which was extremely humiliating, and made a sound of "Ula" and "Ula".

This made the already a little annoyed and irritable, instantly ignited a rage, and took a stone hammer and ran out.

Behind him were several followers of clan goblins.

It shouted angrily.
To be continued...