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

Chapter 57 The Goblin King Makes His Move!

The gruesome battle scene caused everyone to frown deeply.

Mir watched all of this with unwavering focus in his eyes.

Even though the goblins have indeed slowed down, the most crucial thing has not yet been used.

Goblin King!

That was the most crucial part of this goblin siege.

As long as we can defend against that thing, we'll have completely survived this disaster.

Mir's body surged with magical energy, and his eyes gleamed with a faint golden light as he kept his eyes fixed on the Goblin King, who remained motionless.

The next moment, the chaotic sounds in the passage suddenly became quiet.

The goblins who were still crawling on the pile of rubble seemed to be pressed down by something, and all their movements stopped.

Then, all the goblins screamed like madmen.

"Eek! Eek! Eek!"

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The piercing screams were so loud they made people's eardrums hurt. The people standing on the second wooden wall looked at this scene and their faces turned pale.

Renee frowned, looking in Mil's direction with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Anderbel addressed the crowd, saying, "Don't worry, everyone. Mr. Mill will definitely resolve this crisis. Instead of worrying about the problems ahead, why don't you think about what to eat tonight?"

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Seeing Andre Bell's completely unhurried demeanor, the group's initial anxiety eased somewhat.

A boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old looked at Anderbel, his voice tinged with worry: "Lord Anderbel, my brother used to be an adventurer who hunted goblins. He told me that goblins are the most difficult creatures to deal with, especially the Goblin King. As long as the Goblin King doesn't fall, they won't retreat..."

I'm worried... worried that Lord Mil isn't a match for that goblin king, who's at least a second-order transcendent being... What if...?

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Before the boy could finish speaking, Anderbel gently interrupted him, saying softly, "That won't happen. Mr. Mill won't lose to that ugly, stupid thing."

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At that very moment, the goblins that had been screaming suddenly began to scatter wildly in all directions.

Countless goblins rushed in all directions, as if some terrifying thing was chasing them.

But the ground all around was hollow, filled with sharpened wooden sticks.

The goblins kept surging in all directions, only to fall into the traps and be skewered like meat skewers.

Even after witnessing the deaths of their companions, the goblins behind did not hesitate at all and continued to rush in all directions.

The thing behind them seemed to be something more terrifying than death to the goblins!

There's a chance to survive if you step over the corpses of your comrades, but if you stand in front of that thing, there's only death to be found!

The goblins went mad, making unbearable noises as they stomped over splinters of wood and the corpses of their fallen comrades.

The goblins fled in a frenzy, clearing the entire passageway.

Then, a heavy footstep echoed in everyone's mind.

Even though there were still many goblins frantically fleeing around, the sound was not drowned out; instead, it became increasingly clear.

The steps were extremely heavy, and almost every step caused the ground to tremble slightly!

The footsteps came from the direction of the passage entrance; they weren't fast, but they were incredibly stressful.

Renee also heard the footsteps.

She stood in front of the second defensive fortification, her gaze peering through the gap between the gate and the wall towards the passage ahead.

The next moment, Renee looked at Mil and shouted to him, "The Goblin King is here!"

"Yes, I see him, Miss Renee. Protect the rear. I can hold him off from here by myself."

Mil stood at the end of the passage, his voice calm.

However, in reality, Mir was very nervous; his palms were even sweating.

This was his first direct battle, and against an opponent who was clearly stronger than him.

For Mil, the last time he faced someone head-on was in second grade before he transmigrated; he hadn't fought anyone since.

His position was at the very front of the passage, giving him a clear view of the situation over there.

The goblin king paid no attention to his fellow goblin beneath his feet. He lifted his foot and crushed the goblin that couldn't escape in time into a bloody pulp.

Half of a goblin's body was crushed, and it howled on the ground.

The Goblin King, watching this scene, grinned slightly, a smile that was cruel to the extreme.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the head of the goblin that was trying to escape, lifting half of its body up.

As he watched this scene, Mir forcibly suppressed the nausea in his heart and focused his attention on the Goblin King.

[A blessing of courage!]

[Divine blessing!]

[Improved dynamic vision!]

[The Wind's Whisper Blesses!]

【Holy Armor!】

Five different buffs were instantly applied to him, which slightly dispelled the unease in Mir's heart.

He mustered his courage, looked at the traps he had prepared long ago, and temporarily put aside the rest of his emotions.

Kill this thing!

The Goblin King also noticed Mir's gaze.

Seemingly sensing that he had been provoked by Mil, his muscles bulged again.

His height suddenly increased again!

At the very end of the passage was a narrow passage that Mir had built using wood and stones.

The sole purpose of creating this passage is to restrict the opponent's movement, making them the easiest target.

But the Goblin King did not hesitate at all and rushed in.

Its shoulders grazed the edge of the door frame, leaving two scratches on the wall with a chance of chipping off the surface.

Its height meant its head almost touched the ceiling of the passageway, but it didn't lower its head and smashed through several stones.

As Mir watched this scene, a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

What a reckless thing!

The next moment, the Goblin King lost his footing and fell directly into the five-meter-deep pit that Mir had prepared for him.

But those wooden spikes that had once pierced through more than a dozen goblins were now unable to penetrate the goblin king's feet.

The tip of the stake made a dull thud when it touched its sole, then was crushed directly, the fragments scattering from the edge of the sole and being crushed by its large foot.

Seeing this, a hint of apprehension flashed in Mir's eyes. Sure enough, an attack of this level posed no threat to him.

But Mir did not choose to give up.

He stretched out his hand, and golden light flashed from it.

"Bang bang bang!"

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Mil destroyed the pre-planned rockfall point.

Large rocks fell, hurtling towards the Goblin King.

But those stones, powerful enough to crush ordinary goblins into mincemeat, were stopped by the Goblin King.

He grinned and sneered as he looked at Mir.

Mir did not stop; the golden light continued to fall, shattering the golden soup barrel above the passage.

As the broth poured from the top opening, it merely raised its arm slightly, using the side of its forearm to block most of the liquid.

It still didn't work!