"Is there any need to ask? Of course, we should return to our homeland, eradicate the evil dragon, and use the goblin's sword to win the land under the sun for the goblins. Don't you want that?" Isidor said calmly.
"Of course I want to! I dream about it! But this...can we really do it? Unite the goblins from four tribes, reconcile generations of hatred, and organize them to attack the dragon, can such a thing really be done?" asked the leading goblin worriedly.
"Are dragons powerful?" Isidor turned to ask Emmeline.
"Very strong. My sister once told me that adult dragons have extremely high resistance to magic. Even her magic can't do much damage. If you don't use the Silver Eye, even she will take several minutes to kill." Emmeline replied.
"It will take Esna a few minutes. If we two work together, it should take about an hour." Isidor nodded.
"No, my sister's sword is not suitable for dealing with large targets. I think it will take no more than half an hour. But if we attack both ends at the same time, it may take more time." Emmeline said.
The goblin leader's eyes widened when he heard this conversation, he couldn't believe his ears. To them, the dragon was almost the representative of the word powerful itself. With its huge body and strength, it naturally stood at the top of the food chain.
However, the two people in front of him seemed to not take the dragons seriously at all. They were only discussing how long it would take to deal with the dragons, as if as long as they took action, it would only be a matter of time to kill the two dragons.
"That won't work. If we get everything done, the four tribes will have no reason to unite. At most we can kill one of them, and the rest will have to be left to them to solve themselves," said Isidor.
"That's no problem. Will this help us find my sister?" Emmeline asked.
"Four tribes and more than 50,000 people should be able to provide some clues, right? At least it's better than us searching slowly." Isidor replied.
"Excuse me, I will follow your instructions." Emmeline nodded.
"Okay, then it's decided! Go and call all the green goblin leaders living nearby and tell them that I will take you back to your homeland!" Isidor turned and said to the goblin leader.
"Okay! I'll send someone to call them right away! But I still have a question, are you really a goblin? It seems that you speak human language better than Goblin." asked the goblin leader.
"It seems that I have lived in human society for too long." Isidor took off his hat with a smile, revealing his pair of pointed ears.
"I am sorry for being presumptuous - Brother Qing, Brother Qing, go and gather the leaders of each cave and ask them to come here for a meeting immediately. Tell them that the goblin hero is here!" the goblin leader ordered excitedly.
Chapter 98: Dragon Slaying Battle (I)
The next morning, when Isidor got up, the cave was already full of green goblins who had come to attend the meeting. There were about thirty to fifty of them. Each of them was about the same height as a human, and they must be the leaders of their respective nests.
Isidor called the goblin leader from yesterday and asked, "Is this everyone?"
"In reply to your Excellency, all those who could be invited have been invited. Some are from far away places and cannot be sent letters in one night, while others are hesitant and refuse to come. Now about one-third of them have gathered here." The goblin leader replied.
"You all look similar, and it's hard to tell you apart when you're mixed together. How about this, tell me your name," said Isidor.
"Yes! My name is Darcis Kuku Kuleso Lester Kurias K. Njes." The goblin leader replied.
Isidor knew that this name actually contained the names and honors of many ancestors, as well as some praise from his father. Generally speaking, the longer the goblin's name, the more B-list it was, so the goblin's names tended to become longer year by year.
But he couldn't stand this. Just remembering the names was too much trouble.
"It's too long, so I'll just call you Njies." Isidor said, materializing an iron plate, carving the word "Njies" with a knife, and hanging it around Njies' neck.
"From now on, you will be responsible for passing the message to them to sit down. I have something to say." Isidor said.
"Thank you, sir!" After hearing this, Engels hurriedly knelt on one knee and made a strange gesture - this is basically the highest etiquette in the goblin world.
Although Isidor only asked him to pass on a message, in his eyes, he had become Isidor's close minister.
From his perspective, even if Isidor could not unite the four tribes to drive away the dragon, he at least had the strength to defeat the Red Goblin and take back the land of the Sihan tribe. By then, Isidor would undoubtedly be the new chieftain, and he would become one of the earliest followers of the dragon, and at least he could become a shaman.
Under Njies's persuasion, the leaders came to Isidor reluctantly to pay their respects. Their current living environment was very bad, and they came here with a little hope. But they came more for Njies's face, and they still had a lot of doubts in their hearts.
"Good morning everyone, I'm sure you have all heard about me. Let me introduce myself first, my name is Isidor, and my race is...Mysterious Goblin." Isidor said, leaning on his greatsword.
"Mysterious Goblin?" There was a sudden murmur among the audience. The mysterious goblin race had always existed only in legends. Everyone had only heard that this kind of goblin was extremely rare and possessed mysterious powers. But the existence of this race was still in doubt, so everyone was skeptical for a while.
"Please be quiet. Words are not enough. I will give you evidence." Isidor said, and he created another great sword out of thin air.
"A creature from the void? Is it really the legendary mysterious goblin?!" Everyone was suddenly in an uproar, and their eyes looking at Isidor became surprised, and their doubtful expressions were much less.
"But the mysterious goblin is only rare. It is still just a goblin after all. There is no way a goblin can defeat a dragon, not even the legendary 'Goblin King'." A leader questioned.
As soon as these words were spoken, the people who had begun to hold out hope fell into hesitation again. After all, goblins were a naturally timid race, typical bullies who only bullied the weak and feared the strong. It was already difficult to make them hostile to dragons, and it was even more difficult to make them believe that goblins could be stronger than dragons.
"Of course, I know you must have some doubts, but it doesn't matter. This greatsword is made of fine steel, which is considered a top-grade weapon in the human world. For goblins who lack iron tools, it is an extremely rare treasure. I will give it to you now." Isidor said with a smile.
"Are you planning to bribe us with gifts? But there are so many of us, and we can't even share one sword!" a leader muttered.
"Of course a sword cannot be divided, so come and get it if you are capable." Isidor said, and he thrust the greatsword hard into the ground. The blade penetrated the thick rock and went straight into the handle. Then he slowly stepped back a few steps and sat down on a high place.
The goblins stepped forward to take a look, and finally someone brave enough stepped forward and tried to draw out the greatsword, but no matter how hard they tried, the greatsword did not move at all, as if it was grown into the stone.
"Don't you understand yet? Lord Isidor pierced through a stone more than one meter thick with one sword. What would happen if the sword was stabbed into a dragon?" Enges said proudly.
After hearing this, the goblins suddenly understood and prostrated themselves before Isidor.
"Let's stop talking nonsense. Let's notify all the tribesmen we can. Three days later, we will gather at Blue Hill to discuss how to unite the four major tribes to defeat the dragon." Isidor said.
Qing Hill is the core area of the Sihan tribe, where the leaders and shamans of the tribe live. This was the information Isidor learned from Enges yesterday. The primary target was chosen here, naturally hoping to have the effect of a thundering blow to determine the outcome of the battle.
"Green Hill? But it is still in the hands of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe. How are we going to gather there?" said a leader in surprise.
"You don't have to worry about this." Isidor said, walked forward, drew out the big sword with one hand, and handed it to Njies: "Here I give it to you."
"Thank you, Lord Isidor, for the reward!" Enges knelt on one knee and solemnly took the sword with both hands.
"Did you hear me? Disperse! Call all the tribesmen you can find, and gather at Qingzhiqiu in three days!" Enges turned around and ordered.
Although it seemed like he was just taking advantage of the power of another, the leaders had all seen Isidor's strength, so they naturally retreated without hesitation.
"Is it necessary to go to so much trouble?" Emmeline, who had been watching in the dark, couldn't help but ask.
"This is necessary to establish our authority. Goblins are a race that bullies the weak and fears the strong. It's impossible to lead them without being tough," Isidor replied.
"You are quite nice to your people." Emmeline said indifferently.
"Um... sir, although we have said it for the time being, how exactly are we going to gather at the Blue Hill controlled by the Fire Festival Tribe? If we want to concentrate our forces to attack, it is better to tell them in advance." Enges asked carefully.
"There's no need to go to so much trouble. Take your people and we'll go now," said Isidor.
"Ah? Where are you going?" Engels asked in surprise.
"What? Of course, we are cleaning the venue to make it convenient for everyone to gather." Isidor said lightly.
"Just a few dozen of us? Qingqiu is the core area of the Sihan tribe. This move is equivalent to declaring a war on the entire Jihuo tribe. We will have to face at least several thousand opponents!" Enges said in surprise.
"Of course not. You only have one job: to announce the return of the Sihan tribe. As for the battle, it is a matter between Emily and I." Isidor said with a smile.
Chapter 99: Dragon Slaying Battle (Part 2)
After hearing Isidor's "crazy words", Enges was still a little nervous. Fortunately, Isidor had demonstrated his strength many times before. He then made up his mind to gather his subordinates and set off with only a few days' worth of dry food.
With Njes' guidance, Isidor finally didn't have to worry about getting lost in the snow. They headed north, the temperature gradually rose, and the surroundings were no longer covered with snow, but ordinary wasteland. After walking for a day and a night, they came to a green land.
"Strange, it's so far away from the snow-capped mountains, and there is such fertile land!" Isidor exclaimed.
"That's nothing. It will be even hotter further north! According to the shamans, there is a 'Molten Core' underground in this area, so this area is not as cold as other areas in the north. Also, the temperature of the Molten Core causes the snow to melt, and there is plenty of water, so this area is so warm and rich." Enges explained quickly.
"Molten core? Could it be something like a volcano? Never mind, how far is the Blue Hill?" Isidor asked.
"That high ground in front is where we are now on the homeland of the Si Han tribe. However, the Ji Huo tribe still has to guard their territory, so there are not that many people left here. But even so, we may encounter the enemy at any time." said Enges.
Isidor looked up and saw that there was indeed a raised slope in front of him, on which a simple fortress was built. The way up was also blocked by stones and deer horns, leaving only a tightly closed gate. Although it was simple, it was easy to defend and difficult to attack because of the terrain. No wonder the Sihan tribe chose this place as the chief's residence.
Unfortunately, this geographical advantage is only effective against ordinary troops. Facing individual combat forces with overwhelming strength, this level of defense can be said to be useless.
"I hope to meet him sooner. I'm so sleepy." After looking for a while, Isidor couldn't help yawning.
"Wait a minute, the soil here is just right. Let me grow some wood suitable for making arrows." Emmeline suddenly stopped and said.
"Ah? Plant them now? Wouldn't it take at least a few months for them to mature? It would be better for me to materialize a few arrows for you to use first." Isidor said.
"No, I heard from my sister that that kind of power will consume your spirit. Don't worry, it won't take long." Emmeline said, taking out a packet of seeds from her pocket, taking out a few and evenly sprinkling them on the ground in front of her, then turning them into the soil with a long knife.
"Sir, although it may be a bit rude, this person is actually an elf, right? Will she be on the same side as us?" Enges walked up to Isidor and asked softly.
"Just treat her as a mercenary and don't ask too many questions about her," Isidor replied.
While the two were talking, Emmeline had already cast some kind of magic on the ground. A green light was seen swirling on the ground, and branches of appropriate thickness soon grew out of the fertile soil.
Emmeline pulled out the branches, picked the fruits on them, put the seeds inside back into the quiver, and then stored the branches in the quiver.
"Is this also magic? It's really convenient." Isidor exclaimed.
"It's wood magic, used as a backup when there are no arrows. This is the only magic I know, and it's still far inferior to my sister's." Emmeline replied.
"Don't compete with that monster, let's go!" Isidor said with a smile.
Seeing this amazing magic, Njies felt more confident, but he also began to wonder who the "sister" the elf was talking about. From her tone, it seemed that the person could defeat the dragon in just one minute, even in an unfavorable situation where magic could not be used.
Isidor naturally had no idea of what was going on in Njies' mind. He led his team directly to the foot of the Blue Hill and stood in front of the guards of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe.
The goblins of the Fire Festival Tribe all have red skin. Their race is the Red Goblin - one of the evolutionary branches that Isidor did not choose at the time.
In contrast to the Blue Goblin's ability to manipulate ice and frost, the Red Goblin's ability is to manipulate fire. To some extent, these two races are natural warlocks, much stronger than ordinary Goblins. Although their abilities cannot be as varied as magic, they can achieve the ultimate in the areas they are good at.
"Are they Green Goblins? A bunch of defeated warriors, aren't they still trying to give up? They just found two foreign helpers and are thinking of taking revenge?" The Red Goblins laughed loudly.
"I'm a goblin too. Never mind. They won't listen to anything I say now anyway." Isidor shrugged helplessly, drew his greatsword, walked forward, and slapped the red goblin in front of him away with one sword.
The red goblins' faces suddenly changed. Although this attack was made with the sword, their companion flew more than ten meters away and was obviously dead.
"Damn it, let's attack together! Burn him to death!" Seeing this, the red goblins no longer dared to laugh and quickly gathered around and attacked him together.
There were about thirty to fifty of them. Those who fought in close combat used fire-enchanted weapons, those who fought at range used fire-enchanted arrows or stones, and some who were more proficient in spells simply condensed fireballs.
"Shock wave." Isidor didn't waste any words and directly used his greatsword to press against the ground to launch a shock wave. In an instant, the strong vibration made the surrounding red goblins unstable and fell to the ground one by one, not to mention launching an attack.
"Oh no, this guy seems to be very powerful! Brothers, run away!" The red goblins fully demonstrated the spirit of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. As soon as they suffered a loss, they quickly ran back to the high ground, closed the gate, lit torches on the hill, and threw stones and flames down.
"Hahaha, you are helpless now, right? Let me tell you, there are thousands of our men around. As soon as they arrive, you will be trapped! Then we will fight our way out and beat you to a pulp! Then you will be finished, and that elf will stay and have children for us! Hahaha!" The red goblins were shouting and cursing triumphantly on the city wall, as if they were not the ones who had been beaten to a pulp just now.
"Emilyn, I'll leave this to you." Isidor turned around and said.
Although he could also forcibly attack the fortress with just one sword, that would be too inefficient. Besides, letting Emmeline show off her strength would also help intimidate the enemy.
"Yes." Emmeline answered briefly, bent her bow, drew her arrow and shot at the fortress. Her arrows were so fast that for a while there was only the sound of "whoosh". If you only listened to the sound, you would think it was a crossbowman shooting freely.
However, at such a high firing rate, Emmeline was still able to maintain amazing accuracy. The red goblins that showed their heads above the fortress were shot one after another. Because the incident happened suddenly, most of them had been shot dead by Emmeline by the time they realized what was happening and hid.
"Come on, let's go up and clean up so we can prepare to meet our future allies." Isidor said, carrying the greatsword on his back.
Chapter 100: Dragon Slaying Battle (Part 3)
As Isidor chopped open the gate, the remaining dozens of red goblins in the Blue Hill Fortress surrendered one after another. Isidor asked Njes to tie them up and interrogate them for information, while he and Emmeline climbed to a high place to look around.
"The scenery here is pretty good." Isidor said with emotion as he looked at the rising sun.
"Do you want to rest for a while? We have been traveling for a whole day, you must be tired. I will wake you up when the enemy comes." Isidor turned around and said.
Emilyne stood behind him with a bow and arrow, saying nothing. She was not the type of person who would be easily sentimental. At this moment, Isidor could not help but miss his good brother Fidna, who argued with him every day, Iovia, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and Esna, who was gentle and wise.
"I really want to know where they are and what they are doing at this moment." Isidor sighed with his head down.
As Isidor was sighing towards the morning sun, Engels came up with two green goblins.
"Lord Isidor, we briefly interrogated the prisoners. They said that there is a Red Goblin garrison nearby, with a number of about two thousand, including five shamans, and the Red Goblin chief is also here." Enges reported.
"Two thousand people? It's less than expected, but it would be convenient if the chief is here - you should know their chief, right?" Isidor asked.
"Yes, sir, but you can actually recognize it." Njies replied.
"Oh? What do you mean?" Isidor asked curiously.
"The chieftain and several shamans of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe are all evolved 'Flame Goblins'. When they are on the battlefield, their bodies will be covered with scorching flames, and the high temperature will even distort the air. The chieftain will condense a cloud of fire in the air, so he can be recognized at a glance." Njies replied.
"That's convenient, Emily. Pay attention later and be merciful to these shamans and chiefs. It will be difficult to negotiate if you kill them." Isidor warned.
"Yes," Emmeline agreed briefly.
"Also, I noticed that Lady Emmeline didn't have many arrows left, so I searched the warehouse at Blue Hill. Unfortunately, not many goblins can use bows, so I only found about a hundred feather arrows." Engels said, asking a blue goblin to present the arrows to Emmeline.
"Okay, okay, I didn't realize you are so capable of doing things. When I'm done with my work, I will personally teach you some sword skills!" Isidor said approvingly.
"Thanks for your kindness, sir. I have brought some food and wine for you two lords. Although it is a bit crude, it is still clean." Enges said, and asked another green goblin to present the food and wine.
"Okay, stop flattering me - go release half of the prisoners, and pick the young and strong ones," said Isidor.
"Huh? Why? If we let them go, they will come back to attack us!" Engels asked blankly.
"It doesn't matter. They are just a few small fry. How much trouble can they cause? Moreover, after seeing our strength, these people will surely spread the news in the tribe, which will be more conducive to the subsequent peace talks." Isidor said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes! Your Excellency understands!" Enges didn't know whether he understood or not, but he nodded quickly and immediately took people to carry out the order.
"The enemy is coming." Emmeline put the arrows into her quiver and squinted her eyes as she looked into the distance.
