The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

These ten days are enough to give birth to another five or six Dragonblood Warriors.

The armor can also be equipped on all Dragonblood Warriors.

Add to that gunpowder weapons, where caliber is synonymous with justice.

Although we haven't been able to build a flintlock musket yet, disposable cannons and suicide explosive packs are enough.

They were just a hundred goblins with outdated equipment and tactical thinking.

Mog was stunned. No way? It's one thing for her to be crazy.

How come you've gone mad too?

Looking at the two people with serious expressions, who didn't seem to be joking, Mog felt a huge sense of absurdity rising in his heart.

Naira, who was standing next to her, was also a little confused. She almost thought she had misheard.

That's the strongest army in the Blackrock Mountains!

But seeing the incredulous look in the priest's eyes, Nera was certain she hadn't misheard.

"Are you two serious? Are you crazy? Or am I crazy?"

Mog's gaze swept between the two of them, forcibly suppressing the absurdity in his heart, and he reminded them.

"That's a fully armored goblin army equipped with iron weapons, bows and arrows, and well-trained!"

Even fearing that the two might not understand the concept, Mog counted on his fingers.

"This hundred-man army includes a second-tier goblin general clad in iron armor, leading a personal guard, more than twenty first-tier goblin squads, and more than eighty goblin soldiers."

Finally, Mog gave a stern reminder.

"Think it through carefully! This time the other side is on guard, your decapitation tactics won't work."

"On the main battlefield, can you really handle an army like this?"

He thought this would scare the two of them and stop their crazy ideas.

But looking over, neither the caliber of justice nor the war commander's expression changed.

"We know."

"Justice is the ultimate truth," came the bland reply.

"We have more than just decapitation strike tactics."

Zhan Shuai smiled.

The war is entering territory he knows well.

crazy!

This is insane!

Looking at the two of them, Mog thought they were complete lunatics.

Although the Blackscale Clan has many dragonblood warriors, there are only about a hundred kobolds at most.

This only represents one-seventh of their clan's total population.

If a real fight breaks out, and the Blackscale Clan uses all its strength, there might be a sliver of hope of winning.

But what happens after you win?

He valued the Blackscale Clan's potential and the Black Dragon Emperor behind them.

But what if the Blackscale Clan loses its potential?

And is the Black Dragon Emperor, who never showed up from beginning to end, also a fake?

Their Rainbow Scale Clan will lose everything.

Conversely, the Rainbow Scale Clan will receive everything.

Damn! Let's do it!

Thinking of the Blackscale Clan's technology, which surpassed theirs and even the Black Iron Tribe's, Mog gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

In any case, if the Blackscale Clan is not protected, the Black Iron Tribe will not let the Rainbow Scale Clan off the hook either.

"If you win this battle and preserve most of your forces, even if..."

At this point, Mog's cloudy eyes gleamed with an unprecedented sharpness, and his voice was deep.

"...Even if I don't get to see His Majesty the Black Dragon, I will not hesitate to go to war with the Black Iron Tribe on behalf of the Rainbow Scale Clan to buy you time."

After saying that, Mog immediately added a sentence.

"Of course, upon meeting His Majesty the Black Dragon, I will immediately offer up all my treasures and submit to His Majesty the Black Dragon."

Mog's words practically laid bare all his previous ulterior motives.

The war commander and the principle of "caliber is justice" were completely indifferent.

"Actually, you don't need to start a war."

"Caliber is Justice" looked at Mog, his tone wistful.

"After all, it's a pity that one of your people died."

In her opinion, these are all useful NPCs!

These NPCs, who are considered "good oxen and horses," are truly dead when they die, while player characters can be resurrected.

"?"

Priest Mog was utterly bewildered. Didn't you feel any regret when your people died?

Without much thought, Priest Mog reiterated.

"No matter what, as long as you win, I will stand by your side unconditionally."

Even the priests of Mog have eliminated their remaining forces this time.

It's clear he really wanted to go all out and gamble big.

"Row."

Zhan Shuai nodded.

If Mog has this intention, then they accept him as an ally.

After Zhan Shuai said "Okay," there was no more sound in the room.

Everything that needed to be said has been said; there is no need to say more.

Beside her, Naira's heart pounded, her face turned pale, and her lips were tightly pressed together, whether from excitement or fear, it was hard to tell.

She knew how terrifying the goblin army was.

She also knew that she couldn't hear these things before.

In the past, she should have been leading a team to hunt monsters at this time, and eventually unknowingly participated in the war.

But now, she's listening.

Naira glanced at the back of her new teacher in front of her, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

The high priest's decision to place his bets on the Blackscale Clan is both an opportunity and a peril.

But no matter how dangerous it is, she will charge forward with the new teacher and gain more.

When Naira opened her eyes again, only determination remained in them.

Soon, a player delivered a leather bag.

The animal skin bag was small, and it contained only a hundred dragon scale coins.

There aren't many Dragonblood Warrior players, so the current production of Dragonscale Coins is low, and the total amount is small, but their value is very high.

“Priest Mog, this is the payment for the magical inheritance.”

"Caliber is Justice" picked up the animal skin money bag, broke the silence, and handed it to Mog with a smile.

Mog nodded, thanked him, and accepted the gift.

Mog has already handed over the priest's magical legacy; it is not merely written down on paper.

Instead, the teaching is personally conducted by the successor of the Priest Mog, who resides permanently in the player camp.

This person was Naira.

The term is three years.

The main magical spells include: Dragon Blood Boil, Water Healing, Water Arrow...

According to Mog, only Dragon Blood Boil and Water Healing are second-tier second-ring spells.

The rest are just tricks, not very effective.

"Nera, don't rush the language comparison chart. For the next three days, you'll stay with Priest Mog."

The caliber is justice, as the saying goes.

Mog didn't say much, and left with Nera and the rest of the kobolds from the Rainbow Scale Clan.

Immediately, Mog went to the blacksmith shop and exchanged ninety Dragonscale Coins for more than one hundred and eighty weapons.