The strongest Milesian Erin continent scourge

As expected, as night fell, rustling sounds were heard in the bushes not far from the pasture.

It started to drizzle and a solemn atmosphere began to spread.

The sheep on the ranch also became restless, and the sheepdogs began to bark vigilantly at the bushes.

With a whoosh, a poisonous arrow flew towards the nearest guard.

With a clang, the arrow head was bounced off, the arrow broke, and a slight dent appeared on the guard's helmet.

Kamu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect these goblins to be so insidious and even know how to shoot poison arrows."

The guard was still in a daze when his companion next to him immediately shouted: "Enemy attack! All troops on alert!"

"Swish, swish, swish!" More poisoned arrows shot out from the bushes and shot towards the guards.

This time they were prepared, with shield soldiers blocking in front and spear soldiers following closely behind, while mages and archers hid in the array, looking for opportunities to attack.

Bronnie wanted to draw her sword, but Kamu stopped her by shaking his head.

"Aren't you going to help?"

"Sometimes, it is better to help someone in need than to add icing on the cake. Besides, the guards are quite capable. Let's wait and see what happens."

A large group of goblins in varying clothing rushed out from the bushes, some wearing leather armor, some wearing iron helmets, and some wearing rags. Most of these equipment were looted from human adventurers.

Two or three larger goblins chose to destroy the buildings, while the smaller ones formed groups and harassed the guards.

At this time, the villagers also noticed the situation here, but unfortunately it was getting dark, and coupled with the chaos, some villagers accidentally knocked over the torches and ignited the straw pile.

The wooden sentry tower made a tooth-grinding creaking sound when the goblins hit it, and the archer on the sentry tower could clearly feel the vibration of the wooden board on his back. The old guard who had served in Oak Village for twenty years wiped the blood from his face and put the last few tetanus-enchanted arrows on the bowstring.

"Come on, you greenskin bastards!" A hoarse roar penetrated the rain, and a triangular arrowhead accurately pierced the eye socket of the big goblin who was dismantling the tower. A heavy object thumped below, and the big goblin let out a dull roar, swung the blunt weapon in his hand and hit the "friendly forces" and temporarily lost the threat, but more small goblins had already climbed up and grabbed the edge of the watchtower.

The moment the green hand covered with slime grabbed the guardrail, the archer drew the dagger from his waist and chopped it down fiercely. Four broken fingers drew arcs in the air, and with a shrill wail, the old guard raised his foot and kicked the screaming goblin off the eight-meter-high sentry tower. But more monsters were pouring in from all directions, and the rotten wooden structure began to tilt.

A large number of Goblin Wolf Cavalry rushed out from the bushes, bypassing the guards' formation from the left and right flanks and charging towards the village.

Suddenly, an orange-red fire lit up at the entrance of the village, and the guards waved torches to send out signals in the rainy night. Bronya's light armor rustled as she ran. The girl took out a dog-beating stick and swept away the goblin wolf cavalry blocking her way. She shouted to the villagers gathered in front of the barn: "Take the elderly and children into the cellar! Those who can hold weapons, guard the ventilation vents!"

With Bruni's "Maginot Line" all the wolf cavalry could hardly break through. They were all swept away by the dog-beating sticks and smashed into pieces after falling from mid-air.

On the other side, the old man sitting in a wheelchair suddenly coughed violently. Kamu's pupils shrank when he turned around. The burning hay shed collapsed, and the flying sparks ignited the old man's faded woolen cloak. The moment the trainee guard pulled off his cloak to beat the flames, the "corpse" on the ground suddenly jumped up, and the rusty dagger pierced his unprotected side.

The crisp sound of metal hitting metal hurts the eardrums. Bronya's dog-beating stick passed through the three-finger-wide gap, accurately knocking the attacker's weapon away and piercing his body. "This is the seventh time," she used the stick to shake off the blood on the stick, "The guy who pretends to be dead will never learn new tricks."

There was a loud sound of wood breaking from the watchtower. The archer stumbled back on the tilted lookout, and three smaller goblins jumped over the guardrail at the same time. The old guard's dagger was stuck in the shoulder blade of an attacker, and the moment the fishy breath sprayed on his neck, the last charged shot pierced three overlapping hearts.

When the surviving goblins began to retreat, Bronya had already set up the tripwires. Kamu cleared the smoking haystack debris, put his two fingers together, and the invisible sword energy quickly shuttled through the raindrops. Every swing was accompanied by the screams of the fleeing monsters. The purple blood flowing from the corpses of these goblins stained the pasture, and it looked particularly weird under the illumination of the fire.

[Soul Devouring] formed an invisible vortex around Kamu and spread to the surroundings.

The soul in the goblin's body was pulled out by the vortex and flew towards Kamu...

When the archer counted the arrow wounds by the half-collapsed sentry tower, he found that the body of the goblin that was first shot by the rusty arrow was gone. The archer squinted his eyes and looked at the drag marks in the mud. Goblins in this season should not have the courage to organize a night attack. It seems that things are not as simple as they seem.

After absorbing the souls around him, Ka did not bother to check the soul upgrade prompt. He used his spiritual sense to spread to the surroundings and found the mastermind behind the scenes on the other side of the mountain.

It was obvious that this was a sleight of hand, a diversionary tactic. In the end, the guards followed the clues and found that they had simply put the blame on other intelligent monsters. The person hiding behind the scenes was a Goblin King.

Just as described in a certain "Goblin Slayer", the Goblin King has a burly body, although not as strong as the Champion Goblin. But in contrast, he has extremely high intelligence and extremely despicable means. The equipment on his body is even more exquisite, all looted through wars, and of course there are also adventure teams of unknown weight acting as "couriers" to deliver goods to the door.

All the goblins under his command are his pawns. After repeated battles, they have accumulated experience and become very difficult to deal with. If you are not fully prepared before the Goblin King attacks, not to mention the village, even a medium-sized town will be destroyed overnight like the Polish blitzkrieg. As long as the defeated Goblin King is still alive, he will definitely organize a larger and more ferocious Goblin Army to come back again after escaping.

Kamu and Bronnie had already teleported tacitly to the area where the Goblin King, who was behind the scenes, was located.

Not far ahead, a large goblin was running towards the two of them.

He wore a crown-like ornament on his head, a large banner, plate armor, and held a long-handled giant axe. It was obvious at first glance that he was a leader-level goblin.

Unfortunately, this Goblin King also has no monster template.

Seeing the two people suddenly appearing, the Goblin King had no intention of fighting. He swung his giant axe tentatively and then drifted away into the depths of the woods on the side.

Unfortunately, Kamu had predicted the Goblin King's move, stretched out his long legs, and tripped. The Goblin King was careless and did not dodge, falling to the ground with a dog-chewing mud.

It wanted to quickly get up and kill Kamu, and then control Bronnie to be used as a manufacturing machine for the next generation of goblins. However, no matter how hard it tried, Kamu's feet pinned it to the ground.

The Goblin King panicked and used the classic old trick, crying and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, intending to take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack to kill him.

He said incoherently: "I'm sorry... I won't do it again next time..."

But before it could finish, it saw its vision begin to spin uncontrollably, and its head had been severed from its neck, rolling to the side, facing the person who had killed it.

The last thing he saw before his death was a smile scarier than a demon. That smiling mouth only uttered one sentence of despair: "Will you dare to do it again?"