Imperial Crown.

Chapter 463 Reversal
Chapter 494: Reversal
The body of the goblin baby broke into pieces like a stone, with jagged edges and fine stone chips scattering.

"Damn it, do you know what you have done!?" Jiji Linga screamed:
"This is the incarnation of Lord Magnubiye. You are blaspheming a true god!"

"What a coincidence! The Forge Master is also a true god." Pinard smiled and took back his war hammer. "Besides, he hates greenskins like you the most!"

Jiujiu Linga's expression became increasingly ugly. Just as he was about to retort, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of dark red blood.

The blood hit the ground, sizzling like acid.

Fear and panic exploded on Jiujiulinga's face.

Magnubiye has never been a tolerant god. Now that his rituals have been interrupted, the great power prayed for from the kingdom of God has lost its restraints and is madly washing over the body of Chichi Linga!
From bottom to top, Jiujiulinga's originally emerald green skin became as dry and gray as a dead tree.

With a snap, Jiujiulinga's palm left his body and fell to the ground, breaking and shattering like a biscuit that had been exposed to the sun for hundreds of days. Both the flesh and bones turned into dry powder.

Then came the right hand, shoulder, and head, and finally the whole person turned into a pool of sand, leaving only a robe.

"Is it, is it over...?" Hervey struggled to stand up, a confused look in his eyes.

There had been too many unexpected events since they entered the camp. Every time he thought things were coming to an end, Jiujiu Linga would always come up with a new response.

click -

In the middle of the altar, the stone mortar suddenly cracked.

"Oh my god, what's going on?" The gray dwarf Pinard took a big step back.

A brilliant red light burst out from the cracks in the mortar, and then, with the mortar as the center, the red light tore open a crack in the ground until it covered the entire altar!
boom! ! !
A violent explosion rose into the sky, but it did not disturb any external objects, as if there was only the sound itself.

However, inside the altar, the mortar, the magic circle, and the skulls in the corners were all turned into dust as if they had been crushed by a heavy object, and thick and smelly blood gushed out from the cracks in the ground.

From a distance, it looked like a burst abscess on the ground.

The faint blood color that originally permeated the air disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the group of earth elf guards who were besieging Lamb let out shrill screams!

Their once strong bodies became shriveled, weak, even fragile.

When a weapon is swung halfway, the limbs will break because they cannot bear the force; when running and turning, the legs and feet will be twisted in a strange posture; even if they stand still, they will fall to the ground because they cannot bear the weight of the armor.

Lamb, who was fighting desperately, felt the pressure in front of him suddenly ease.

The giant axe in his hand did not stop and chopped off the head of a giant goblin, leaving only a few drops of sticky blood on the broken end.

When the head fell to the ground, it was as light as a dried gourd. The originally strong face became old and shriveled, as if it had lived for hundreds of years.

"Success?" Lamb whispered in a hoarse voice, still unable to believe what he saw.

If Lux were here, she would recognize what was going on at a glance.

Magnubiye is the god of war, and his rituals are both blessings and transactions.

He grants power to his believers, but demands equal rewards, satisfying his desires with the lives and blood of his enemies.

However, the ceremony was interrupted halfway, and the power of blessing was cut off, but Magnubiye would not do business at a loss, so he would take the lives that should have been taken from the believers.

Simply put, it is a backlash.

The younger generation present did not understand the logic behind it, but this did not prevent them from realizing one fact - this ceremony was finally over!
Pip struggled to stand up, but because the paralysis had not completely disappeared, he fell to the ground again as soon as he stood up, and fell back and forth several times, like a live fish being pulled ashore, but the expression on his face was ecstasy:

“Hahaha…hahahaha!!!”

"We did it, we did it, we did it!!"

In comparison, Gran seemed much calmer. This man with obsessive-compulsive disorder put his feet side by side, then placed his sword upright in the center of his shoes, pushed himself up, breathed in the not-so-fresh air, and an irrepressible smile appeared on his face.

The most excited person at the moment was Hoyaz. He lay flat on the ground and let out a long breath. The tingling and numbness from the wounds on his body turned into a kind of enjoyment at this moment.

In fact, during the implementation of the plan, Hoyaz doubted himself more than once, wondering whether he could succeed in the end.

If this plan fails, what awaits them will be total annihilation.

When he thought of that possibility, Hoyaz's heart tightened.

But the plan was successful and the ceremony was finally interrupted!

He raised his arm and held the newly appeared full moon in his palm:
“… Fortunately, fortunately…”

At the same time, outside the battlefield.

Thor's body was sticky, with blood and sweat mixed together, and he looked like he had been fished out of a pool of blood.

The fighting spirit in his body was about to be exhausted. He raised his shield and took a heavy blow from the bear goblin opposite him. He squeezed out his physical strength with a roar and chopped down on the head with the long sword in his hand!
Thor felt no joy at all, because according to his prediction, this attack would be blocked by the opponent. He had to continue to launch fierce attacks to suppress the opponent, and it would be difficult to kill him for a while.

However, for some reason, the other party's movements were half a beat slower.

The long sword slashed into the bear goblin's head with a slight sluggish feeling, splitting the round, red-haired green watermelon in half!
"What...is going on!?" Thor gasped, looking at the corpse falling in front of him, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Then he looked towards the direction of the camp, only to see that the originally noisy red light above the camp had disappeared, leaving only a deep night sky.

thump.

The body of the bear goblin fell to the ground, and Thor's heart finally settled down.

What was supposed to be a raid to gain merit turned into an open confrontation, and it almost failed because of that damn ritual!

Now, it's finally over!

Suddenly, Thor heard a muffled sound.

He lowered his head and saw a green man hitting him on the knee with a stick.

As if wondering why his attack was so weak, the goblin frowned and grabbed the stick with both hands, ready to hit again.

Then a boot sole stepped on his face and pressed his head into the ground.

Thor was still not satisfied, so he crushed it hard, waving his sword and shouting:
"Everyone, attack formation, charge!!!"

After being suppressed for so long, the Eagle Army was already full of anger. Now with Thor's order and the sound of the counterattack horn, the offensive became unstoppable.

The ceremony was interrupted and Magnubiye plundered the blood and lives he needed, which resulted in the deaths of about 2000 goblins on the spot, which was not a lot considering the total number of the goblin army.

But the interruption of the ceremony also means the disappearance of the previous blessing, and the greenskins are not simply beaten back to their original form.

Originally, due to the Magnubiye Sacrifice, their formation had become somewhat disorganized; the sudden loss of strength caused them to have a huge deviation in their own judgment, and they even wanted to resist the Eagle Army's attack at the first moment.

So the result is predictable.

By the time they came to their senses and discovered that the ceremony had been interrupted, the situation was already completely out of control.

The battle ended at daybreak.

In the morning light, there were greenskin corpses and flowing blood everywhere, like crops that had just been harvested and fallen on the ground.

Thor was sitting on the edge of the village wall when he saw Hojaz approaching slowly.

In the morning light, Hoyaz's shadow was very long and his steps were a little staggering, obviously he had made an extra effort to break the situation. This made Thor suddenly feel that Hoyaz was not that annoying after all.

He smiled and made way for a seat: "Sit down."

Hojaz was not polite either. He sat next to him and shattered Thor's filter with one sentence:
"How do we divide the spoils and merits?"

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Chapter 495: The Last Trump Card

The city of Kezan, the castle lord's castle, the underground secret room.

The secret room was not big, about the size of a single cell, but it was quite clean and tidy, so simple and elegant that it did not look like a goblin's residence.

There was a small bed in the room, on which a young goblin was sleeping soundly, with a pendant made of animal bones and gems hanging around his neck.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the gem on the pendant, and then a black smoke flew out from it and seeped into the facial features of the young goblin!
His body suddenly tensed up and he rolled off the bed, but did not land on the ground. Instead, he floated in the air. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

Like a ball of fermented dough, the goblin's body suddenly swelled up, its limbs stretched and grew at a strange speed, its originally smooth skin became rough, and its round head became pointed.

Soon, the body fell to the ground, and Jiujiu Linga opened his eyes:

"A bunch of damn bastards..."

At this time, Jiujiulinga's light green skin had a translucent jelly-like texture, and the blood vessels, muscles and bones inside could be clearly seen.

The bloated body was too thin. If it weren't for the layer of soft white cloth covering it, it would have looked like a floating skeleton.

But for Jiujiulinga, this is already an excellent result.

Fortunately, a container for resurrection was prepared in advance, otherwise if he died from the backlash of Magnubiye's divine power, even his soul would be difficult to be freed.

Although he is a priest of Magnubiye, at least for now, Chuchulinga is not ready to return to His kingdom.

Pull the rope by the door, and the other end of the rope will ring a bell outside.

Soon, a hobgoblin opened the door and looked surprised:

“Master Jiji Linga! What are you doing…?!”

"It's just a little trouble." Jiujiu Linga said with a stern face:
"…Pass my order down. Have all the frontline troops and reserve troops retreat and gather at Wolf Poison Mountain. Do not move a step before receiving my next instruction!"

"Then organize people to escort the food and ensure that the food routes are unobstructed - get those self-righteous people to take action. If there are any problems with the logistics troops again, I will personally go to Igni to ask for an explanation!"

"Finally, I need to rest for a while. Unless it is an urgent matter, please don't disturb me. Do you understand?"

The hobgoblin took note of what Chirping Linga said, and then nodded heavily: "Understood, sir!"

After saying that, he closed the door and walked out.

Jiujiu Linga lay relaxedly on the bed, but his brows were tightly furrowed and he couldn't fall asleep at all.

The logistics troops were destroyed, and even enough food and fodder to feed 18 legions for three months was gone.

But these were not enough to make Jiujiulinga worry too much. After all, there was plenty of food, and the goblin population could not afford this little loss.

Jiujiu Linga is worried about issues at a higher level.

Under the effect of Magnubiye's sacrifice, the four legions of goblins are capable of devouring 4 Eagle troops.

This doesn't seem like a very impressive level.

But the biggest advantage of goblins is their ability to reproduce. Not only do they outnumber eaglemen and tigermen, who have relatively greater difficulty in reproduction, but even wild boarmen, who have the fastest reproduction rate, are no match for goblins.

The leaders of the three tribes all knew that if necessary, Jiujiulinga could raise an army of hundreds of thousands or even millions at any time.

Under normal circumstances, a goblin army of this size would be just a mob, a joke not worth mentioning to the tiger people, eagle people and boar people.

But under the effect of the Magnubiye Sacrifice, it is enough to compete with any force!
This is also the ambition that Jiujiu Linga has hidden until now - to make the goblin clan truly one of the masters of the Bloody Roar Province, rather than slaves to be slaughtered at will.

Touching the blank middle finger of his right hand, Jiujiulinga felt even more depressed and gloomy:
"It's troublesome..."

The reason why he went out with the army this time was to be able to get relatively close to the battlefield and receive battlefield information more conveniently. He did not expect to encounter a battle at all, so he stored all the materials needed to set up the Magnubbiye Sacrifice in the space ring he carried with him.

Now he has been resurrected in a substitute body, and the space ring will not come back with him.

The previous ceremony was just a small one, and quite a few materials are still left in it.

This time, the Magnubbiye Sacrifice was activated in order to devour the Eagle Army. While warning Raven not to go too far, it was also a way to flex muscles to the other three tribes, telling them that the Goblin tribe under their rule could no longer be bullied.

But now, he has demonstrated that he can preside over the Magnubiye sacrifice, but he does not have the materials to set up the ceremony.

It makes the tiger people, eagle people and boar people feel threatened, but it does not have the ability to really pose a threat.

This is really terrible.

Once the truth is revealed, the Goblin clan might really be expelled from the Bloody Roar Province - at least he, Jiujiulinga, must die.

It took him decades to collect the materials in the ring; it would take at least several more decades to collect enough materials.

It’s enough for the other three tribes to plow and plunder the goblins hundreds of times!
"Ugh……"

He closed his eyes deeply and thought for a long time, and Jiujiulinga's originally frowned brows gradually relaxed.

In addition to the Sacrifice of Magnubiye, he has another trump card.

A card that was originally intended to be held in hand all the time and to play a greater role.

I originally wanted to keep it hidden forever, but now it seems that I need to be prepared to uncover it at any time.

……

The Eagle Army’s base, the central military tent.

"My Lord Earl, please wait for two more days!" Eric's eyes were filled with nervousness.

Ever since he discovered that Thor and the others had disappeared, Eric had never given up looking for them.

However, the Bloody Roar Province had complex terrain and dense vegetation. A heavy rain fell the day after they left, washing away many traces, so that after three days, they still could not find where they had gone.

Raven understood Eric's feelings. After all, the missing person was his own son, but he still shook his head and refused decisively:
"The Tiger Man vanguard is approaching, and there are more and more Bird Men overhead recently. Now is not the time to fight them."

"We can't stop any longer. Before noon..."

The curtain suddenly opened, and a figure rushed in like the wind, knelt on one knee and said respectfully:

"My Lord Count!"

"I went out for a routine reconnaissance. Just 20 minutes ago, 23 miles northwest of the camp, I met Thor, Hoyaz and others who were preparing to return to the camp!"

"They have already captured the Goblin Army's logistics camp, and are here to report their victory to you!"

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(End of this chapter)