"Garak's green-skinned boys, you are seeking death! I will hammer you into meat sauce and feed them to mice!"

"Don't run!"

With five or six goblins scattered.

The anger that Hook Kaz didn't vent came to his head and continued to chase.

Behind it is invisible at the top of the sewer.

A dark shadow sneaked into the Kaz clan from above.

Gorton, who hung upside down on the ceiling, grabbed the rock wall on the top with his claws, without making a sound, approaching the Kaz tribe, which was no different from the bonfire hall.

However, the totems that cannot be seen here are much more than the Galak clan, and almost every building is carved with totem-like pictures.

But without a trace of magic, it must be a kind of faith.

After Gorton noticed that the totem was not strange, he swept openly from the top and into the center of the Kaz clan, which was also the hut it had seen at the beginning.

The cottage is exquisitely built, and the fragrance emitted from the whole body also forms a sharp contrast with the smelly house next to it.

Obviously, this is a room that only those with high status can live in.

As expected, it is the caster of the Kaz clan.

When Gordon thought of this, he couldn't help but be amazed. The Kalando sewer was indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and there were casters in two consecutive tribes.

You know, in the wilderness, if you kill a thousand heads, you may not encounter a spellcaster.

After all, if you encounter it, that price may bring a crash to the adventurer.

It did not go down immediately. Although the number of goblins here was smaller than before, without the last resort, Gotton would never take action rashly.

After all, surprise is the most suitable strategic policy for Genton.

Time, it is not short of.

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Rilla Kaz slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, and the round of prayer was over.

It felt that the divine power filled with it had increased a little more, and perhaps it would soon surpass that old man.

Rilla Kaz has always had a dream to unify the three goblin tribes in the Black Street sewer.

Unfortunately, the sacrifice of the Galak clan, who was also a spellcaster in front of her, would not be as she wished.

This is also something she has been worried about.

Thinking of this, Rilla Kaz couldn't help but frown slightly, and he didn't like anything.

Especially the chair that was about to fall apart just now by heavy hammering Katz.

Forget it if you lose it!

In the future, he could directly refuse him to come in, saving the smell of her carefully decorated hut.

This was a great deal of effort. The fragrance she extracted from a pile of oil helped her meditation and prayer.

Being polluted, I really want to cry without tears.

Thinking of it, Rilla Kaz carried a broken chair out of the cottage door.

A small number of goblins in the hall were busy with food or repairing weapons.

Rilla Kaz directly ignored it, it was a normal scene, but just as she was about to take the next step.

She heard it and hissed.

The sound of breathing in was very slight, but it could not be hidden from her ears.

There is something on top of your head!

Rilla Kaz is still too young as a spellcaster.

The sewer has always been protected by heavy hammers, and this is the Kaz clan, so the vigilance has long been put aside.

She had never thought of avoiding it, she just wanted to see what was on the top to satisfy her curiosity as a spellcaster.

Then, her pupils contracted violently.

Hamriel is on, what is this!

She saw a dragon! A real young dragon!

The young dragon's chest covered by light yellow scales was filled with a slight fire, and then it entered the young dragon's lungs with the air.

It recirculates again into the core organ of the true dragon - the base blood vessel, and transforms into magma that can burn everything, in less than a breath.

A golden and red light was about to emerge in the mouth of the young dragon.

Rilla Kaz now wants to run back to the cabin and pick up his staff.

However, the long-awaited dragon was faster than hers.

Easily jumped down from the top, landed steadily like a cat, and fell steadily to the ground. With a flash, he grabbed the caster who was even more vulnerable than before.

The sharp claws pierced her limbs, nailing her firmly to the ground.

Listening to the wailing and moaning of creatures under the claws, Geun originally wanted to spit out and help him entertain him.

But I still swallowed it forcibly. There was a Goblin Warrior later, since this spellcaster was so delicious.

Then it should be left with its [magma spit] for the next one.

Thinking of it, its sharp claws directly cut the throat of the spell caster in front of him~.

Blood is flowing, and the bonfire is burning!

The sudden commotion in the hall was quickly calmed down.

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When the heavy hammer Kaz returned to the Kaz tribe with a blood-stained stone hammer, something was wrong.

Too quiet~, it's too quiet here.

There was not a single goblin. Even though the hall was empty just now, I could see several goblins doing logistics for the clan.

But now I haven't seen anyone~ The only thing that remains unchanged is that the air is faintly fragrant and the fragrance spreading out of the cottage slightly calmed down.

But today's fragrance is a bit weird, and it seems to be mixed with something.

But in just a moment, it threw away the uneasy thoughts. With Ruila there, it is believed that even if there is an enemy, there will be no movement.

"Come out, you damn kids, you damn kids, you think about being lazy before the sun rises!"

"Get out!"

Heavy Hammer Katz yelled and cursed in the clan, trying to wake up the goblins who were hiding in tents or in dark corners.

However, in response to it, there was only the endless void, except for the "crackling" sound of wood in the bonfire, there was no movement.

"Damn it! When I catch you, everyone will be hung up!"

Heavy Hammer Katz waved the stone hammer in his hand, and whistled heavily in the air.

The Goblin who followed him was so scared that he staggered to the ground and almost hit it.

"Rilla!Rilla! Come out and punish these lazy boys. I've just been out for a while and I'm so lazy! I'll be fine in the future!"

Heavy Hammer Katz yelled at the exquisite hut while searching the smelly building.

Punishment is usually done by sacrifices, and is in the name of Hamriel, the god of the Goblin.

But Khaz went over several huts, but he didn't see the lazy goblin that used to hide in this lazy goblin.

In addition, Rhela's unresponsiveness, the fragrance in the air could not curb its violent temper, and immediately rushed to the exquisite hut and shouted angrily before he could open the door.

"Rilla! Why ignore me!"

"Hiss~"

A very normal breathing sound came from the room. The angry heavy hammer Katz didn't think so much, so he pushed open the door.

He was stunned.

The corpses were all corpses, the goblin corpses were all familiar faces, and the Rhela, who had driven him away angrily just now, was also among them, his throat was cut by sharp claws.

Blood could not stop the blood from flowing from her neck, but the smell of blood was covered by fragrance.

Make it difficult to detect at all.

But what shocked it even more was that on top of Rhela's corpse, there was a hideous creature with wings, like a real dragon.

His chest was lit with flames, illuminating the cottage.

Then heaved the heavy hammer? Kaz felt the dazzling golden red light, which made it bathe in the high-temperature magma instantly. His body could not stop burning and melting, and his consciousness also sinks to darkness.

There was another whisper that was taken away with consciousness.

"Sorry! She is dead! I'm sorry for this!"

"But, that's perfect! Is it right? Little guy."
Chapter completed!