This is a ruined temple.

The symbols and elves of the Mother of Nature and the stone tablets that have long been destroyed by sharp weapons and have been splashed with defiled blood and blasphemed.

The statue of the god originally belonged to the goddess was also smashed and replaced by a wooden male god wearing a fur coat, holding a battle axe and a long bow.

That is Urel, the god of winter and hunting.

Under the statue of the god, an old hunchbacked goblin was crawling and kneeling down.

It was wearing a shabby mage robe stolen from a human caravan, with an inappropriate felt hat on its head, and in front of it was a crystal with a light green light.

"The Great Winter and Hunting God, this is the third divine blood crystal found by the slave this month. There are seven slaves left to save enough of the lowest thirty-three sacrifice amounts, and then we will sacrifice it to you together."

It was hunched over, its eyes were turbid, and the wrinkles on its face were almost engraved into its bones, with a fanatical and pious expression.

Because Urel's original deity is located in the heavenly realm, and the sacrifices that span two realms at a time require a lot of energy, so in order to save divine power, He could only let his subordinates collect enough tributes before concentrating on offering sacrifices, and at most he would communicate with the believers.

As the Goblin prayed, the statue of god emitted a faint golden light, gently brushing through its body.

In an instant, the old Goblin felt that his old body seemed to be much younger.

"Praise the God of Winter and Hunting!"

The old goblin was slightly happy and buried his head deeper.

After praying to the gods, the old Goblin stood up.

It straightened the felt hat on its head, then carefully picked up the skeleton staff hidden under it with huge beads, wiped it carefully in its arms as if it were precious, and then walked out of the dilapidated temple with satisfaction.

The old goblin is named Guru, and he is a Goblin priest under the level 11 Black Iron.

However, Gollu prefers to call himself the high priest because it is the strongest among the Goblin tribes entrenched in the ruins of Feilencui, and the other three Goblin priests are not its opponents and they bow to it.

The reason why it is so powerful is not because of how strong its divine favor is, but because it had experienced adventures before being incorporated by Urel, obtained a staff and became a rare goblin spellcaster.

Not only that, it also masters mysterious undead magic!

It is precisely because of the undead magic that it can suppress the other two Goblin priests who are at level 11.

However, it is too old.

If it develops normally, its life span is at most three years.

Fortunately, Urel's appearance gave it hope. This great god has promised that if it can collect the blood crystals of the thirty-three world trees within this year, it will give it a new life.

Gulu's luck is not bad.

For some reason, since the Battle of the Gods, the divine blood crystals left by the World Tree in the Elf Forest have been almost forgotten, and Urel has only recently launched a divine metaphor to search.

Therefore, it is not difficult for believers to collect some crystals as long as they work hard.

With the power of the tribe, it had accumulated twenty-six in just a few months.

"So, strength is the foundation of this world!"

Gulu stroked his skeleton staff and said to himself intoxicatedly.

Walking out of the temple, Guru came to the street of the Feilencui ruins.

Just looking at the empty broken walls, its old brows gradually frowned.

"Why are there so many people missing?"

Gulu looked around and saw a sleeping goblin.

It snorted and walked over, kicking the other person to wake him up.

The goblin who was kicked up was furious. It pulled up its stick and was about to fight back, but when it saw the visitor clearly, it instantly changed its face and lay on the ground like a well-behaved little chicken, whimpering "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A trace of disdain flashed in Gulu's eyes.

It looks down on these people with low IQs.

In its opinion, although they have the same appearance, they are already completely two species.

This group of low-energy waste can't even speak in common terms!

If it weren't for the undead's magic that summoned by its undead magic that could not touch the divine blood crystals and could not meet its treasure hunt, how could it take this group of waste in sight?

However, in order to achieve one's own goals, the power of the clan is still essential at this moment.

Thinking of this, it kicked the goblin on the ground and asked:

"Where are the others? Why are there so many missing all of a sudden?"

After hearing Gulu's words, a trace of confusion flashed across Goblin's face, and then suddenly realized something. It screamed "ahhhhhh" while gesturing something.

"Hmm? You said they saw human women passing by outside the ruins? Did they go to catch people?"

Guru frowned.

Goblin nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

After getting confirmation from the other party, Gulu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"A human woman?"

The human kingdom closest to the Elf Forest is hundreds of kilometers, and human caravans only pass here in summer. Where did some human women come from?

I'm afraid this group of waste is not crazy about females!

It shook the replying goblin away, and then walked towards the edge of Fei Lengcui.

And as he moved forward, Guru's face became more and more gloomy.

Because it found that the number of goblins in the ruins was reduced more than it thought.

"I'm afraid at least two hundred people ran away..."

It gritted its teeth.

And just as Guru was moving forward, a commotion came from the southwest of the Feilencui ruins.

Gulu raised his eyebrows and walked over quietly...

...

The southwest entrance of Feilengcui.

After disguising, Demacia was still looking forward to her position as usual.

Not only that, in order to attract more elite monsters, he also took the courage to walk inside the ruins.

"Come on, you little cuties!"

Looking at the Goblin who was gradually attracted to him, Demacia sneered in her heart.

However, suddenly, a sense of crisis originating from instinct came to my mind.

Demacia's heart tightened, feeling as if she was being targeted by a vicious snake...

The perception of the elf body is very keen.

Demacia almost subconsciously turned her head and looked in a certain direction.

And when he saw clearly the source of the crisis, he felt his scalp numb.

On a dilapidated stone tablet in the ruins, a goblin covered in a dark robe was looking at him coldly.

It was Goblin High Priest Gollum.

The gloomy and terrifying aura on his body could make Demacia feel it clearly even if it was a few dozen meters away.

"Damn...unlucky, I definitely got the boss!"

Feeling the other person's sight, Demacia complained secretly.

"Stay away..."

Without a trace of hesitation, he turned around and ran away.

"Is a human woman..."

Gulu let out a chuckle.

When he saw the other person for the first time, he recognized that the so-called "woman" seemed to have some kind of disguise magic being imposed.

Could it be a mercenary?

Gulu had some guesses in his heart.

However, since he discovered the other party, he had no intention of letting the other party run away.

Two hundred missing goblins are not a decimal!

Definitely catch this hateful bastard!

Gulu gritted his teeth in his heart.

It was not worried about whether there was any hidden mercenary force behind the other party. Since the other party did not dare to appear in front of it openly, it means that the other party knew that his strength was not as good as it.

Even the goblins have to rely on insidious means, which shows that the other party is guilty!

Thinking of this, it decisively waved its huge skeleton staff, and an extremely cold energy emanated from the orbs on the staff.

Accompanied by strange energy fluctuations, skeleton hands stretched out from Demacia's feet and grabbed his legs hard...
Chapter completed!