Reincarnated Lizard Becomes Stronger by Having Fun

If you go out and wander around at this time, you may end up falling into the hands of a wolf.

[Tat Tat~]

Hearing the footsteps, Cyril immediately turned his head.

A humanoid figure slowly approached.

It was the man who came to recruit students.

"Sorry, Cyril, this is all I found."

Bunil walked forward and gently placed the small backpack he had found in front of the giant gray wolf.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for three days. He had dark circles under his eyes and his hair was messy as he hadn't taken care of it for three days.

But as if he was too perfect, his image did not seem to have declined even so.

Instead, it has a temperament of decadent and morbid beauty.

Looking at the put-down backpack in front of him, Cyril paused, staring blankly at the small backpack in front of him.

There is no doubt about it, this is the small backpack that little Tanya carries every day.

[Mr. Cyril, Mr. Cyril, I wove this rope myself. Do you think it will bring me good luck?]

The dark green wolf pupils were covered with a layer of crystal.

No, that's not right, Tanya will not die.

But it's been three days...

Lost in the woods for three days.

"Ouch~!"

The howling of wolves echoed throughout the surrounding area.

The pack of wolves searching in the forest began to slowly retreat, running towards the depths of the forest.

Scattered the wolves.

Cyril stretched out his paw and silently held the small backpack in his arms.

Watching this scene, Bunier said nothing and retreated silently.

He knew that the Warcraft Lord would need some time to accept the unfortunate news.

......

The wolves have retreated, and the villagers of the two villages have resumed their activities.

For the villagers, farming is always the main labor.

In the fields, villagers were cultivating the land with hoes.

"Take a break, old man, and drink some water."

"it is good."

The middle-aged man put down his hoe, wiped his face with the handkerchief hanging around his neck, and then reached out to take the bamboo tube handed to him by his wife.

[Puff~]

The arrow pierced the middle-aged man's head.

The woman's eyes widened.

[Ahhh!]

[Gah!]

A group of goblins armed with miscellaneous weapons emerged from the woods.

The villagers working around reacted quickly when they saw the monster, dropped their hoes and fled towards the village.

"Goblin, Goblin is coming!"

Running and shouting.

[Puff~]

The villagers fell one by one under the goblin's arrows.

[Gah!]

The goblin shot down another food item, raised his bow and arrow and shouted.

At this moment, the shadow suddenly fell.

[Puff!]

The huge wolf claw fell, and the cheering goblin turned into a ball of dark green sauce before he could even react.

After killing the first goblin, Cyril was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering a group of goblins indiscriminately.

Hundreds of goblins lasted less than a minute before only the last big goblin was left.

The big goblin was pinned down under the huge wolf claws and still wanted to struggle.

[Puff!]

The wolf claws fell, and the headless goblin immediately became quiet.

Finished killing...

[Whoosh!]

The three-meter-long pitch-black spear pierced through the wolf's belly.

A line of blood spurted out and fell on the green grass.

All four paws fell to the ground, feeling the burning pain in his abdomen, but Cyril didn't dare to look.

His eyes were fixed on the forest.

[Trample!]

As the ground shook, a dark green figure over five meters tall slowly walked out from the shadows of the forest.

The skin is dark green, the shape is human, the hair is pointed, and the pupils are burnt yellow with a hint of black.

Goblin King...

Cyril recognized the thing that came out at a glance, but he felt something was wrong. He had fought with the Goblin King before.

This Goblin King gave him a distinctly more dangerous feeling.

The goblin walked out of the forest with his eyes fixed on the monster in front of him, saliva flowing out of its mouth.

It is hungry and wants to eat the monster.

Food of this quality will surely allow him to further advance in his magic.

Raise your hand.

[call!]

The pitch-black spear stuck in the ground seemed to be pulled out by some force, turned in an arc in the air and fell back into the goblin's hand.

"blasting!"

As the charming and elegant male voice chanted the spell, a flame magic circle instantly unfolded from under the feet of the Goblin King.

[BOOM~]

Red flames rolled, and a small mushroom cloud bloomed.

After the fire, only half of the Goblin King's body was left.

The palm burning with red flames struggled to touch the severed arm, which was tightly grasping a pitch-black spear.

Buniel raised the staff in his hand and prepared to finish off the opponent.

"blasting!"

The flame array unfolded again from under the Goblin King.

Just when the orange light in the magic circle reached its peak, a long black leg with sharp claws landed on the magic circle that had fully accumulated energy.

Just like a fire extinguisher, the lit magic circle quickly went out.

The Goblin King's hand successfully grasped the pitch-black spear again.

As the goblin grasped the pitch-black spear again, the half body of the goblin was regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just two or three seconds, its body was fully restored.

But at this time, neither Bunil nor Cyril were interested in paying attention to the Goblin King.

Because a pitch-black figure stood quietly in front of the Goblin King, many parts of its body were emitting a faint dark red glow, its hands were like claws, and there were two pairs of horns of different lengths on its head. The V-shaped sharp mouth full of fangs was obviously not something that a human could grow.

There was scrutiny and arrogance in a pair of scarlet eyes.

The existence in front of him made him feel uncomfortable just by standing there.

This is a demon, a demon from the abyss.

"I'll hold it back while you take care of the Goblin Queen and evacuate with the villagers."

Before he could answer, Cyril saw Bunier beside him rushing out.

He waved the staff in his hand lightly, and two ice-blue magic circles unfolded above the heads of the demon and the goblin king.

Icicles fell like heavy rain.

After the attack, Bunil flew into the sky without even looking.

The smoke and dust stirred up by the icicles dissipated, revealing the intact demon and the Goblin King who was almost turned into a hedgehog by the icicles.

The demon didn't look at Cyril, but instead looked up at the figure in the sky.

It seemed to attract his attention more than the food in Cyril's sky.

As if this was indeed the case, the demon's figure slowly rose into the air and then disappeared in an instant.

[boom!]

The colorful elemental aftermath in the sky continued to collide with the dark red power of the abyss.

The aftermath alone crushed one large tree after another on the ground.

There is no time to continue paying attention to who is better and who is worse in the battle in the sky.

Cyril looked at the Goblin King opposite him who had fully recovered.

He had to deal with the Goblin King as soon as possible and lead the villagers to retreat.

Because he felt that Mr. Bunier in the sky might not be a match for the abyss demon.

You have to resolve the battle quickly.

His eyes were fixed on the Goblin King's right hand holding the gun.

The reason why this Goblin King is so powerful seems to be mostly due to the blessing of this pitch-black spear.