The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 511: The wind of magic on the grassland (end)

The azure blue moon in the sky exudes full brilliance, and the entire grassland looks quiet and peaceful under the moonlight.

Different from the scarcity of stars on the Earth and Moon, even if the blue moon hangs high in this world, the stars are still clearly identifiable, and it is even more brilliant in the grassland without light pollution.

It's just that in this silence, there is still an unstable atmosphere.

The centaur warriors who had been given orders and rested for a long time had no intention of admiring the beauty. They put on armor, took up weapons, fully armed, and quietly marched towards the goblin gathering place.

The time now is about 2 to 3 in the morning.

Because the Centaur can only rely on celestial timekeeping, Xiwei himself did not bring in the millennium hourglass, so there is no way to determine the specific time.

But it is enough to know a general category. This time is the deepest sleep time for most diurnal creatures, and it could not be better for night attacks.

"Your Excellency, that human... Is Mr. Adric's plan really okay?"

Bruno walked beside the queue and asked the centaur boy next to him with some worry.

"No problem."

Nieman replied without hesitation: "My father once said that Mr. Adric is a human sitting on his back, so I believe in his plan and ability!"

Eligible to sit on the back, this is almost the highest degree of recognition by the Centaur for other humanoid creatures.

And human beings who can get the degree of recognition of a centaur hero are naturally not bad.

Even so, Bruno Ironshoe lowered his head nervously.

If he is alone, he can save his life boldly and fight side by side with the original hero Sylvie Adric.

However, this time the plan involves the entire centaur tribe. Using the entire tribe as a bargaining chip, the weight is too heavy, so that this bold man is a little hesitant.

Nieman naturally knows the reason. As a son of a hero, he spent almost his entire childhood on the front line of fighting with his father in the battle against the abyssal demons. He naturally has an experience that surpasses most people.

So he will not impose his will on others, not to mention that the adult also explained this matter before leaving.

"In fact, you don't need to worry so much."

So he comforted the troubled chief: "Didn't Mr. Adric also say? This time our main purpose is not to annihilate the goblins. If the battlefield situation is unfavorable. Just retreat, and he can also Don’t blame us."

"Since you have said so..."

Bruno let out a long breath, looking at the queue of many centaurs around him, a decisive light flashed in his eyes.

"We were also members of the Salvation Army, and we also came out of the sea of ​​blood from the corpse mountain. We are not afraid of war and blood. If we can't solve the goblins, it might turn out to be the worst situation in the end. That being the case, then I will believe in you, believe in that human magician once. It is good to give the power of our centaur race."

"Thank you for your understanding. Ah, I forgot to ask Mr. Adric the question of my father. You should also know that after the final battle, almost all the participants disappeared with the abyss demons. Only a small number of people still have witnessed rumors around the world. I am so happy to be able to see Mr. Adric this time. I even forgot my original purpose. By the way, Chief Bruno, you heard about it half a month ago. Is the rumor circulating in the southwest? It is said that other participants in the final battle of the Battle of Taliesid were discovered..."

Talking and talking. Nieman ran off to the Eastern Plains again.

Bruno twitched the corners of his mouth, regretting that he could not stop Nieman's chattering in time.

God of the steppe is up, when will this guy talk about...

——Goblin Cave——

A little guy who is about half the height of a normal goblin shrank in the deepest part of the cave. Many things like plant roots grew on its body, which plunged deeply into the surrounding soil.

It is the Goblin King.

Of course, the most vulnerable individual is not easily exposed to other creatures.

Whether it’s hiding in the cave now is so concealed that you can’t find it if you don’t look it carefully, it’s enough to prepare a burly puppet in front of the cave with a crown on its head and pretend to be the Goblin King. Ordinary creatures can't tell the truth from the false.

Other goblin nerve information came from the roots of its body, and the group of four-hoofed creatures that were beaten by them not long ago sneaked over to attack its people.

What a foolish ungulate. Haven't they discovered that those lower-level goblins who are extremely vague in their self-consciousness are useless no matter how many they kill? As long as there is food, the lower-level goblins can multiply at an astonishing speed that even cockroaches can't match.

On the contrary, they will die because of being surrounded and suppressed by endless lower-level goblins!

But then the Goblin King discovered something wrong, once it started to control the Goblin Sea. When trying to encircle the centaur, they always retreat without a single blow. The two short legs of the goblin are naturally unable to catch up with the fast-moving centaur.

After being repeatedly attacked several times, the Goblin King also noticed something wrong.

Those ungulates seem to be deliberately guiding its army.

After realizing this, it immediately released the mutant goblins around the cave and began to search around. It really found that a group of centaur troops were being led away in the Goblin Sea in another direction, and marched toward this side. come over.

Sure enough, the tactics that these ungulates can think of are probably at this level~IndoMTL.com~ After instructing its own guards to block the cave entrance, it ordered some of the large troops to start making dumplings. Surrounded the cave again.

It's foolproof in this way.

Just as it thought so, the cave above its head suddenly collapsed.

Along with the dirt, gravel and grass roots, fell down, and was a man in a black magic robe.

Seeing the surprised and panicked expression on the ugly face of the Goblin King, Xiwei dusted his robe, holding the seal card provided by the mission between his fingers, and said calmly.

"Although I know you have a lot of things to ask, I'm sorry, I don't have time to explain to you."

Ninety percent of the bosses died of talking too much, this unbreakable truth Siwei naturally understands, and now he is indeed not 100% sure that he can retreat under the siege of a large group of mutant goblins. .

So in the next moment, he threw the card on the Goblin King's face.