The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

The Strong Goblin walked to the stack of weapons in front of him under the gaze of Ans El's huge dragon eyes.

He first picked up a pair of armor, but the goblin was too short, only half the height of a human, and didn't fit at all.

The Strong Goblin had to pick up a small round shield and put it on his left hand.

He picked up a few more magic props and put them on his hands. Without the instructions, he didn't know what these props were used for.

He didn't dare to ask Ans El, his huge body gave the goblins an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Strong Goblins can only judge the use of props by the patterns carved on them.

He wore a pair of feathered boots on his feet and ten rings on his hands.

These rings have runes that draw flames and runes that draw waves. They are all rings that store first-level magic.

The magic ring can only be released once or twice in a short period of time if there is no external magician to replenish its magic power.

Moreover, its power is quite satisfactory, and Ansel is very disdainful.

The strong goblin finally picked up a pirate machete with three runes engraved on it. Although these goblins had no grudge and could not be activated, this weapon was still exceptionally sharp.

After choosing a weapon, the Strong Goblin respectfully greeted Ans El.

"Sir God, I'm going."

He turned around and was about to leave when Randolph suddenly stood up and stopped him.

"etc."

The Strong Goblin turned his head and looked strangely at his old and fading patriarch.

"I was a priest some time ago."

Randolph chanted a long spell, and the Strong Goblin felt a little lighter on his body.

Randolph's aptitude is not good, and the magical inheritance of goblins is garbage in the eyes of other races.

After using this Demon Daofu, he took a few breaths in a row, looking like he was consuming a lot of money.

Ansel casted a glance at him, but said nothing.

"Thank you, the patriarch."

The Strong Goblin glanced gratefully at Randolph, then turned and left resolutely.

......

A Deinonychus with short forelimbs, strong hindlimbs and sharp teeth in its mouth was foraging in the forest.

It probably hasn't reached adulthood yet, and is only more than ten meters tall, but for goblins, it is undoubtedly a giant.

The heavily armed goblin swallowed his saliva, and he was hiding in a grass.

The beasts of this world are huge, and the plants are also flourishing.

Twenty meters of towering giant trees can be seen everywhere, and even the grass is more than one meter deep, so that goblins can hide in them and not find them.

That's where their ugly green skin comes into play.

But the goal of the Strong Goblin this time is not to avoid the fate of being preyed, but to attract this beast to the hill.

The Strong Goblin hid in the grass, and when Deinonychus was not paying attention, he slashed at its legs with a machete.

The sharp blade cut through the skin and shed blood, and the Deinonychus roared, and its ferocity was thoroughly stimulated.

run!

The strong goblin shouted in his heart, the magic boots under his feet activated, and he ran more than a hundred meters away in a moment.

Deinonychus would not easily let go of this ugly guy who cut himself, this is its dessert before meals.

The strong goblin watched the tall Deinonychus chasing after him, its legs were nearly ten meters, and it could run much faster than the goblin.

Ice hockey!

The ring in the strong goblin's hand glowed faintly, and an ice ball the size of a fist slammed into the head of Deinonychus.

The ice and snow shattered on Deinonychus' head. Deinonychus paused slightly, shook his head and shook off the ice **** on his head.

The Strong Goblin took the opportunity to escape.

Deinonychus was not so easily dismissed, the strong goblin had completely attracted its hatred, and it opened its legs and ran wildly.

The Strong Goblin felt the loud noise of the Deinonychus stepping on the ground behind him, and his heart was pounding.

Fireball!

The other ring glows faintly, this is a fireball spell.

The fireball technique was slightly more powerful than the ice hockey technique. Deinonychus blocked it with its claws, and the fur on the claws was scorched.

"Roar!"

Deinonychus roared.

Just like that, the Strong Goblin ran ahead, and the Deinonychus closely followed.

When Deinonychus was about to catch up with him, he used a magic ring.

In order to run faster, the strong goblin had to throw away the pirate machete in his hand. After all, he couldn't turn back and resist, it was completely death.

In a place he didn't see, a green, dry palm appeared and picked up the pirate machete.

Goblins only have ten fingers, so the use of magic rings is also limited.

The Strong Goblin has already run to the edge of the hill, but the magic tools in his hand have also been used up.

Deinonychus had already run behind him, waving huge claws.

Danger!

The strong goblin froze in his heart, and turned back to block the claws of the Deinonychus with his round shield.

He was thrown away fiercely and fell to the edge of the hill.

The Strong Goblin felt that all the bones in his body were about to shatter, and he stood up tenaciously.

Deinonychus is already close at hand, and the way to climb the mountain is still so far away.

Suddenly, he saw a burst of red light from the top of the mountain in the distance, and a huge fireball from far to near, completely enveloped the Deinonychus.

The Strong Goblin looked at the scene in shock. The power and size of this fireball technique far exceeded the power of a magic ring.

Deinonychus let out an unwilling roar and was instantly swallowed by flames.

Is this the power of the gods?

The Strong Goblin sighed in his heart.

On the other side, the top of a small mountain.

Ans El used a fireball technique to add another layer of supernatural evil power. The heat wave caused by the high temperature of the fireball technique turned the goblin tribe upside down and fell to the ground.

It's so weak.

Ansel looked at them with disgust.

At this moment, a green-skinned goblin suddenly appeared in front of Ansel.

Andy held a machete respectfully in his hand, and the ring in his hand dimmed slightly.

Naturally, Ansel couldn't let the goblins go to the test like this. If he escaped, he would lose a lot.

So he gave Sandy a magic ring that could hide his figure, and asked him to follow other goblins to recover magic items, notify death, and deal with traitors.

For his mad believers, Ans El is still quite trusting, and he can feel his thoughts through the soul imprint.

Ansi Er took back the magic ring and infused it with magic power, and then threw it back to Sandy.

This magic ring has a strict limit on the size of the experimenter, and any magician can sense magical fluctuations, and the conditions of use are limited. It is very useless in the human continent, but it comes in handy here.

When the other goblins saw that Sandy was so trusted by Ans El, they couldn't help showing envious expressions.

At the same time, these goblins completely gave up the idea of ​​escaping with magic items.

Ans El stretched out his golden dragon claws, and the stars flocked to a goblin.

"Next!"