Black mist descends, and I and the witches take refuge in the dungeon.

Chapter 56 The Frenzied Goblin Siege

Logically speaking, a goblin in this situation would not be able to maintain such momentum.

However, the goblins, corrupted by the black mist, had long since lost all their reason.

Without any hesitation, they pounced on the corpses of their comrades like madmen.

Even after being knocked down and pierced by wooden stakes, they seemed to feel no pain at all, continuing to devour the flesh and blood before them.

Many goblins, however, continued running forward after stepping on the bodies of their companions in front of them!

Some goblins that were pierced but did not fall immediately were pushed to the side of the wooden stake by their companions who surged from behind. Their bodies were stuck between the stake and the wall, and their limbs were crushed in the crushing. The flying chunks of flesh attracted many more goblins to fight over them.

Seeing this, Mir frowned.

"Miss Renee, it seems that the first line of defense is not enough to stop those things. Please organize manpower quickly to prepare for the second wave of defensive fortifications."

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Renee, who had been guarding Mir's side, nodded upon hearing this and then said, "Lord Mir, you must also be careful. The Goblin King has not yet made a move. Even based on the most basic assumptions, the Goblin King is roughly at the level of a second-order transcendent being."

If that thing suddenly moves, it's most likely heading this way. Please be careful. I don't want to return to find half of your body already inside the Goblin King's mouth.

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After spending the last two days together, Mir had gotten a better understanding of Renee's personality.

She has a sharp tongue, a cold demeanor, and a serious appearance, but is surprisingly gentle inside.

Mir understood Miss Renee's unusual way of showing concern. He nodded gently and said softly, "Don't worry, Miss Renee. Even if I die, I'd rather die in the arms of the succubi than at the hands of that disgusting goblin king."

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Upon hearing this, Renee gave Mill a strange, slightly disdainful look: "What a complete bastard. Once the black mist has completely dissipated, I will definitely drag you into the confessional and give you a good talking-to."

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After saying that, Renee walked to the other side without waiting for Mil's reply.

"Leto, Kess, you two take the men, the second line of defense is about to begin!"

Upon hearing Renee's words, several knights dressed in the distinctive armor of the Papacy immediately sprang into action.

The knights carried buckets filled with foul-smelling excrement up the second makeshift wooden wall.

Mir glanced at the tightly closed iron gate behind him, and without hesitation, went to the front.

In front of him were the first goblins to pass through the stake array.

There weren't many, about twenty or so. These goblins stepped over the corpses of their companions, rushed through the stake array, and continued along the route that Mir had planned for them.

However, after seeing the goblins up close, Mil still felt a chill run down his spine.

The goblins were still dragging broken wooden spikes on their feet, which kept seeping into their flesh as they moved.

The pierced flesh left dark red marks on the road.

Although they couldn't feel pain, the physical damage still made the goblins move almost half as fast as when they first entered.

Some goblins have even started crawling because of the wounds on their feet.

Even so, the goblins did not give up and crawled on their elbows to charge forward.

"It's almost time, Renee!"

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Mir looked at the charging goblins and shouted back.

Upon hearing this, Renee shouted to the crowd, "Cut the ropes!"

"Bang bang bang!"

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The blade struck the wooden wall with a series of thuds.

The next moment, as the rope snapped, huge rocks were thrown down.

When Mir was designing this road, he deliberately made it have a certain slope.

In this way, the stone can crush these goblins again with its kinetic energy!

Moreover, because the road is so narrow, it's impossible for goblins to dodge from the side.

The rolling stones, propelled by the slope and their own weight, accelerated as they hurtled towards the goblins.

The goblins running at the front were hit head-on by the rock, and their bodies flew backward!

The goblins that were knocked away crashed into their companions who were moving forward behind them.

The stones were only slightly obstructed before colliding with each other and continuing to break into pieces of varying sizes.

The fragments were also crushing the goblins, turning their corpses into mincemeat, and the broken stones continued to fall to the ground, forming new roadblocks!

The goblins behind were blocked in the middle of the passage by the obstacles of their own corpses and various stones, and their speed slowed down immediately.

Logically speaking, at this point, any goblins who still possessed even a shred of reason would know that they could not proceed any further.

After being corrupted by the black mist, the goblins lost all consciousness. They began to scramble over the pile of rubble, using their hands and feet, emitting short, sharp cries, their fingernails scratching bloody marks on the stone surface, and some of their fingernails were even broken off.

The goblins behind continued to chase after them, pressing down on the goblins in front.

Soon, a chaotic scene of trampling and stomping ensued, with screams and hisses mingling together, making the narrow passage even more gruesome.

"Now, Miss Renee! Golden Soup!"

As Mir finished speaking, Renee took the lead, carrying a wooden bucket and pouring the hot golden soup directly from the pre-designed opening above the passage.

It was excrement that had been boiled for a long time, mixed with some otherworldly seasonings of Milt.

For example, some poisons called "rove toxins" can directly corrode flesh when soaked in water.

The goblins were all huddled together, so there was no need to aim, and they showed no intention of hiding.

The scalding liquid fell onto the gathered goblins, making a dense sizzling sound!

It's like cold water being poured into a hot oil pan.

The yellow, foul-smelling liquid drenched the goblins, instantly scalding them and causing them to scream in agony!

The goblin, drenched in the golden broth, let out a cry that sounded inhuman, and its body began to convulse and curl up violently, writhing on the surface of the rubble.

However, quite a few goblins still managed to escape by taking advantage of their companions' cover.

However, the wooden stakes they were stepping on and the burns remaining on their bodies had reduced their speed to almost crawling.

Renee saw one of the goblins trying to climb the last stretch of the second gate, its knee already bent to one side!

The bones are showing!

Each step he took left a dark red trail on the stone surface.

But the goblin didn't give up. When it raised its head, Andrebelle saw its eyes clearly.

His dark red pupils were unfocused and unseen, but his mouth kept opening and closing repeatedly, as if he were chewing flesh and blood.

The hot soup in the distance was still steaming.

Scattered on the surface of the rock pile were stones of varying sizes and crushed limb fragments, wood chips and fried flesh mixed together, reflecting a greasy dark light under the glow of the soul lamp.