"Diana, can you still hold on?"

Suddenly there was a greeting in my ears. I looked up helplessly and saw that the person asking the question was Celine.

"I'm fine..." I forced a smile, then looked at the battle not far away and asked, "How was the battle?"

"It's almost over, and now we can hardly see any resistance..." Celine paused for a moment, and then said with some worry: "We just saw a group of Goblin wizards with a lot of kobolds.

The slave hid in that cave... Do you want..."

"Didn't you see Erica and the others?" I interrupted her and asked hurriedly.

"No, I haven't seen it since we invaded."

"Oh... Then they are probably down there too... Just wait." After I finished speaking, I sat back on the ground weakly, and leaned directly against the wall behind me and closed my eyes.

"Are you really okay?" Celine squatted in front of me and asked worriedly.

"It's okay... I didn't think it was because of the consumption of inner magic power... It's just..." I sighed, then looked up at the dark "sky" and said with a wry smile: "This is my first time using

I am trying my best to maintain such a large-scale magic, so I am quite uncomfortable mentally and I feel a little sluggish..."

"Okay then." Celine stood up, picked up her cloak and put it on me, and then said softly: "Just hold on, I think it will be over soon." After saying that, Celine pulled out her own cloak.

The long sword left here.

I squinted at their fighting figure and couldn't help but think of Erica. With the last trace of clear consciousness, I stretched out my tongue and licked my lips, then slowly savored the remaining touch on my lips, and couldn't help but feel a little bit inside.

Shy.

"I really didn't expect...I would actually do this...Isn't it a little too impatient..."

I once again recalled Erica's appearance at that time. Although she pretended to be calm, I still noticed that she was a little shaken. And when I kissed her, she even showed a hint of excitement, although it soon became clear.

It was covered up by the pretense, but the greed in my eyes was still not missed by me...

"Come on... Erica... wait until you get back..."

"Ah sneeze!"

He sneezed out of nowhere for no reason, not to mention that he reflexively stretched out his hand to cover his face and sprayed saliva all over his hand. The cigar in his mouth fell directly to the ground.

Angrily, I looked down at the cigar that had fallen into a puddle of blood next to me. In anger, I pulled out the spare Super-Shorty and inserted the muzzle of the gun into the head of the kobold that I kicked to the ground.

The trigger was pulled.

At the moment of firing, I turned sideways to avoid the splashing brain matter and blood, and then unwillingly quickly hid in the corner where the cigar fell and squatted down, mentally trying repeatedly whether to pick it up and smoke it again.

This is a brand new cigar. I secretly asked Desmo to get it for me without Diana and the others. I originally just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to have a good time, but I didn't expect that as soon as I lit it, it started to smoke inexplicably.

He sneezed, then his fingers loosened and he fell directly to the ground full of fertilizer and blood.

I squatted there and struggled for a long time staring at the cigar, and finally gave up unwillingly, because what I saw with my own eyes was that the cigar was slowly soaked with dirty blood, so I was full of anger and needed to hurry up.

Let's vent, and the group of goblins hiding opposite us now is the best target for venting.

I picked up the AK-74M in my hand and decisively removed the quick-release silencer on the muzzle. Then I took out a new magazine from the ammunition bag and replaced it. It contained a 7N10 steel core.

The armor-piercing and destructive bullets are much stronger than ordinary bullets, so they are perfect for killing the enemies hiding behind the bunkers on the opposite side.

In fact, there was no pressure in the battlefield battle from the beginning. Among the large number of monsters coming down from the opposite side, the most threatening Goblin Wizard and several big Goblins were killed by us at the first time. The rest

Although those no longer pose a threat, they cannot hold up in large numbers.

In addition to a dozen goblins, there are also more than 30 kobold slaves who are obviously used for fighting. However, these slaves are different from the skinny ones outside. Their bodies are not strong, but they cannot be underestimated.

Because they are very good at throwing things, whether it is swords, guns, sticks, javelins, stones, or even fertilizers on the ground, they can be thrown to us accurately, so we were very embarrassed by them just now with these messy things.

It was because of this opportunity that a group of Goblins on the opposite side dared to rush over and try to fight us. Unfortunately, even though they were allowed to rush over, they were all easily wiped out. However, the cost of doing so was quite high.

Big one. Anyway, I just felt that the cigar I wasted before really annoyed me. I always felt that it was a bit worthless. If I had known earlier, I would not have waterproofed it and let them come over. I would have just thrown a shock bomb at it and fired with full firepower.

Just kill them directly and that's it.

I raised my head and looked at the enemies in front of me through the piled-up bunker. At this moment, the last remaining enemies on the opposite side were still resisting tenaciously, but both the goblin's bows and arrows and the kobold's throwing power were no longer as strong as before.

Even from the way the kobolds started throwing pebbles, it seemed that the other side was almost out of ammunition, so I didn't care about these insignificant attacks. I asked Liz and Puffy to cover me and rushed over.

When I rushed out of the door, a head wearing an iron helmet appeared from behind the bunker on the opposite side and was looking out. I also fired two shots directly at that head without any politeness. The bullets fired at high speed did not disappoint.

A hole was made directly in the goblin's helmet. Judging from the sound, it seemed that the back of the goblin's head was also penetrated. It seemed that the quality of the iron helmet on its head was worse than I thought.

.

And just when I was about to rush directly behind the monsters' bunker, a figure that frightened me suddenly appeared behind the bunker, and then I quickly swooped and hid in a nearby intersection to take cover.

, but there is no other way. If I had not hid just now, I would have fallen there, because I just saw a Goblin holding a crossbow emerging from behind the bunker on the opposite side, and because of my charging action,

It wasn't very good, so I didn't have time to shoot, but the crossbow on the opposite side was staring at my chest. Although the thing looked very old, it couldn't withstand the penetration at close range and was no worse than a bullet, so for the sake of safety, I still hid.

It is more appropriate to hide.

Although I deliberately avoided it, it does not mean that we will not fight back, because the two people behind me are not vegetarians. The moment I fired more, I heard the unique firing sound from the OC-14.

Followed by a burst of painful howling, the Goblin crossbowman who was about to attack me must have been shot, and judging from the wailing movement, he was probably seriously injured. What was unexpected was that the Goblin crossbowman in his hand was

The crossbow also fell to the ground and luckily appeared at an angle where I could see it.

I took advantage of the situation and breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully observed the crossbow. It did look very old, but I was sure that it was not made by goblins, because no matter the paint remaining on the crossbow

The pattern and metal structure look very similar to the large crossbows used by Chris's crossbowmen, but they are only slightly similar. After all, this crossbow is too small, and the workmanship is also different from the large crossbows used by the crossbowmen.

It is very big, and it feels like a simple hand crossbow used by hunters, but it is not something that goblins can come out with early.

Considering the so-called "talisman" I saw before, I am not surprised to see human things in the hands of the monsters here again. I just wonder where they got these humans. Because I am

Chris has seen the map of this area. In fact, the human settlements near the ruins are not that easy to attack. After all, there is a key road there, so there are guard posts in the smallest settlements, and in the past few years

These places here are all peaceful, and there have never been attacks by goblins or other local monsters. At most, there are only occasional wolves, tigers and leopards harassing pedestrians on the road. So let’s think about it again.

, where did these goblins come from? And the most terrible thing is that these things don't look very old. They look like they happened recently. Even whenever I think of the little hand from before, I always think about it.

It feels like that person should still be alive... After all, no one likes bad endings, let alone the owner of that hand is still a child.

The flying arrow that passed by my ear instantly brought me back to the display. Then I quickly showed up and killed the Goblin archer who wanted to continue shooting at me. At the same time, I also hit a few by the way with the penetrating power of the steel core bullet.

Two goblins hiding behind a weak bunker. After firing, I did not retreat. Instead, I continued to stay in place and pointed my gun at the bunker in front of me. But to my surprise, there were no monsters behind to continue attacking.

No monster even dared to show its head, so I quickly waved my hand to ask the two people behind me to come over. At the same time, I took out a shock bomb from my body, pulled out the safety, and threw it away.

When Liz and Puffy rushed to my side, the shock bomb in the bunker opposite happened to explode. Liz and I were prepared, but Puffy was accidentally hit because of the sound waves generated by the explosion.

There was a brief tinnitus in her ears, but fortunately it did not get worse, so she endured the discomfort and rolled over to the back of the bunker with the gun in hand with us.

As expected, the back of the bunker became a mess. All the remaining goblins and kobolds were lying on the ground, shaking or rolling in pain, especially the two kobolds with blood oozing from their ears. They looked like their eardrums were ruptured.

It looks like the destructive power of the shock bomb is much greater than I expected. If a shock bomb is detonated in such an extremely small space, the destructive power is no worse than that of an anti-personnel grenade.

The three of us did not waste this opportunity and immediately began to execute the monsters on the ground. These guys had lost their combat effectiveness, and there was no point in keeping them. After all, Puffy told me before that she had found out the goblins and controlled them.

The reason for the stone spirit is the scepter, but it is a pity that the reason is located. After all, Puffy is not a professional elf magician, so the specific key content needs to be tested by a professional elf magician. After getting this answer

, there is no need for us to leave anyone alive, so from the beginning we will not be merciful in our battles. If we can hit the head, we will never hit the arm, and if we can hit the heart, we will never shoot the toes. Generally speaking,

It can be regarded as using these monsters to teach the two of them the details of actual combat. By the way, it also allowed me to practice rapid shooting and reloading techniques. Of course, this was the case until the cigar fell to the ground.

"Snapped-"

"ah!"

I had just fired a shot at a trembling monster hiding behind an iron shield. Just when I was about to step over directly, I suddenly realized that the other person's howling did not sound like a goblin or a kobold. At that moment,

I didn't react at all. Just as I stood there in a daze, Liz and Puffy rushed over quickly. Then Liz kicked the shield away and pointed her gun at the back of the shield vigilantly.

Because my reaction was a little slow, when I turned around, Liz kicked the other person to the ground and pointed the P90 silencer at the other person's head and asked: "Who are you?"

Once again, an accident happened that shocked me. To be honest, I don’t want to have any more mood swings now, but it’s this kind of connection that seems to make the goddess of fate always like to joke with me... Well, maybe in this world

There is no goddess of fate, even if there is one, I think it must be related to Severna.

Sometimes I always think that Savina is joking with me, or that these things are all arranged by her, but after calming down and thinking about it carefully, I feel that it should be just an ordinary coincidence. After all, I don’t think that Savina has anything to do with it.

So free...that's probably what it's like.

In short, a big living person suddenly appeared in front of our eyes. Maybe... it's not appropriate to say he is "big", because the other person is quite short, as big as a kobold, so he hid behind the shield.

Later, I thought it was a little monster. I quickly looked up and looked around, and found a few living goblins. I didn’t waste time. I shot them out of their brains one by one and then retreated to Liz and the others.

At this time, Liz had already lifted the dwarf up from the ground and stood up.

At first glance, I was extremely surprised by the other person's appearance. This guy was almost like a dwarf in a fantasy movie, so I endured my excitement and asked Liz.

"What is he?"

"His name is Wapol. He was killed by Goblins when he came to the principality for business two months ago..." Liz told me with a frown on what she had just asked about, but I was not interested in the content, so I twisted it.

He looked behind Liz at the little man who was drinking from her water bottle and frowned.

"I mean... what race is he?" I lowered my voice, sneakily approached Liz's ear and asked quietly: "Is his name Hobbit..."

After listening to my question, Liz felt that her eyebrows were about to twist into knots. She looked back and forth at the guy behind her and then shook her head and said, "Have you never heard of such a name? He is just a dwarf, an ordinary person."

of…human dwarfs…”

I will inevitably feel a little unhappy when I hear this answer. I am a little unhappy because I did not get the answer I expected. But if I think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with this result. After all, that kind of thing is just a story imagined by people, so with
To be continued...