"Clan, Clan Leader, I don't think so!"

"Um?"

The old patriarch looked sideways, his expression slightly angry.

The gray dwarf said hurriedly: "He is such a patriarch. There is a strong aura of sacred and bright magic in the ruins of the goblin tribe. The evil two-headed demon is not worthy of mastering this kind of magic!"

"The power of holiness and light??"

"Yes, Mr. Patriarch!"

"Where are the rest of the goblin tribe?"

"have no idea!"

The gray dwarf shook his head and said: "There are no corpses, and there is no more blood. It is as if the goblins were captured and taken away very quickly."

"I see!"

The old patriarch sitting on the throne took a deep breath.

"Inform me, all the top leaders of the tribe will gather in the conference hall!"

"Yes, Mr. Patriarch!"

The gray dwarf quickly responded, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he turned back and asked cautiously: "Master Patriarch, do you know who the murderer was who destroyed the goblin tribe?"

"There is a high probability that he is a lord from another world!"

The old patriarch looked solemn and said: "If my guess is correct, then the war is coming! The goblin tribe will be destroyed, and it will be our turn next!"

Hear this~

The eyes of the gray dwarf suddenly glazed over.

"Isn't this only the third day? Are the lords of other worlds developing so fast?"

"After all, they are creatures from another world and cannot be measured by common sense!"

"..."

Not daring to ask any more questions, the gray dwarf left the tribal hall uneasily.

Soon, the top leaders of the tribe gathered.

Not long after, another war mobilization order was conveyed to the entire grayland dwarf tribe.

Every grayland dwarf in the tribe is as armed as possible.

Although they are timid, cowardly, and lazy, they must also raise their weapons when facing enemies from other worlds.
Chapter completed!