Goblin: My descendants are all over the world

As he got closer, the fat bishop could clearly see the goblins on the ice.

It is so strong, with bulging muscles all over its body.

Although the face is ugly, it gives people a suffocating feeling of oppression.

Wrapped in simple animal skins, 80% of his body was exposed.

"Stop, don't come any closer!"

When the distance to the goblin was less than thirty meters.

The Temple Knights on the ship quickly asked the sailors to stop.

They put their swords on their right hands and looked at the goblins with vigilance.

The fat bishop at the bow rose to his feet.

He looked at the goblin not far away with a look of arrogance and disgust.

So what if they look strong? Goblins are just trash.

Even the Goblin King is not as strong as a superior swordsman.

"Hey, Fatty Human, if you say a word I'll kill all of you!"

Li Meng has not forgotten what happened in the future when he contacted the contact person of the Papal State.

To prevent these humans from being killed by my enraged self.

Li Meng could only tell the fat man to shut up.

The fat bishop, who was about to speak, was stunned.

He looked angry and was about to curse.

The Temple Knight beside him rushed forward and covered his mouth.

"Woo!"

The fat bishop, with his mouth covered by the Temple Knight, whimpered and struggled.

"My Lord Bishop, I'm sorry, please don't provoke that goblin. It's very powerful and a monster among goblins."

The fat bishop rolled his eyes at the Temple Knight's reminder.

He nodded quickly to indicate that he understood.

Chapter 159 Tribute from the Black Mountain Tribe

The Temple Knight released the fat bishop's mouth.

The fat bishop, who had regained his breath, breathed hard.

He turned and glared at the Temple Knight who was covering his mouth.

The Temple Knight took a step back wisely and lowered his head.

"Hey, Fatty Human, catch that!"

Li Meng took out the sacrificial plate from the cloth bag around his waist and threw it at the fat man.

Li Meng got this sacrificial plate from Bai Ling.

Bai Ling gave it to him when he left the Black Mountain Tribe.

I saw something flying over.

Fatty Piglegs hurriedly caught the sacrificial plate.

"This is what you want. From now on, the Black Mountain Tribe will be under my protection. I will not allow the emergence of a savage god in the Goblin Forest. Tell Serof that the Goblin Forest has a new master and tell him not to come again. Otherwise, he will never be able to save Taviel."

"Wow haha!"

At the end of his speech, Li Meng burst into laughter.

The ferocious laughter caused the expression on the fat bishop's face to change.

"Okay, you can go away now. If you come again next time, you won't be able to leave!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Li Meng squinted his eyes and looked at the people on the boat.

There are several powerful humans hiding on the big ship in the distance.

Li Meng could sense their breath.

In the previous future line, everyone on the ship was killed by him.

This shows that those powerful humans are not strong enough.

Not to mention protecting others, he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself.

Just like that, the human side left without any communication.

As the boat was pulled onto the deck.

There was a commotion on the deck of the ship.

The sailors climbed up the mast and lowered the sail.

The sailors in the lower cabin rowed the boat.

The huge sailboat gradually went away as Li Meng watched.

Li Meng turned and left only when he could no longer see the sailboat on the water.

Li Meng walked quickly on the ice track with a pensive look on his face.

"I don't know if the Papal States line has changed!"

Even if the sacrificial plate was given, the Papal States might not believe it.

However, the Papal States is unlikely to send a large army to invade the Goblin Forest on a large scale.

If it was just a matter of sending a group of adventurers to observe secretly.

Li Meng was still able to tolerate it.

Li Meng doesn't want to see humans causing trouble for him before he can cause trouble for humans.

"I hope there won't be any trouble here."

Although this time the future line shows that nothing major will happen to the Black Mountain Tribe.

But Li Meng sometimes doubts the accuracy of the future line.

Although in a sense, the future lines before the changes are all correct.

"Amon, are you in any trouble?"

Seeing Amon's worried look.

This made Vanessa a little concerned.

Li Meng grinned and shook it.

Li Meng came to Vanessa, squatted down, and carried Vanessa on his shoulders with ease.

"Come on, let's go back!"

As he spoke, Li Meng spread his legs and ran along the ice track.

I originally planned to visit the Black Mountain Tribe.

But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

It would be better for him not to appear in front of the lizard man unless necessary.

There is no point in seeking a sense of existence.

Time passed by little by little, day after day.

Three days later in the afternoon, Li Meng and Vanessa returned to the Throne Tribe.

It's a new day, morning.

Throne Tribe, South Gate Watchtower.

"Boss, we can't go any faster, or there won't be enough food!"

On the watchtower, Li Meng looked out at the bustling construction scene in the distance.

On the wasteland outside the inner wall, there are many wooden cave houses.

More wooden houses and cave dwellings are being built in an orderly manner.

More than 10,000 goblins work in the Throne Tribe.

Their food is provided by other hunting teams.

Every day, hundreds of horse-drawn carriages carrying large numbers of corpses traveled back and forth between the tribes.

The branch tribes on the south bank used bamboo rafts to transport food downstream to the Throne Tribe.

To feed these 10,000 goblins, 30,000 goblins would need to hunt day and night.

Fortunately, goblins are not averse to smelly corpses.

Otherwise, there will be big problems in keeping the food fresh.

After all, it takes time for the prey to be hunted and transported to the Throne Tribe.

The climate in the Goblin Forest is already quite hot.

The body will start to stink after a few hours.

"Then build the house first. There's no need to rush the wooden walls!"

It will take at least half a year to a year before the demon army attacks.

There is no need to rush the construction of the log wall.

But the tribute from the Black Mountain tribe is about to arrive.

"Goblin, inform the leaders of each tribe and have them immediately go to the Throne Tribe to breed!"

Hearing this, Gobsheng's eyes lit up.

It quickly turned around and climbed down the watchtower.

He hurried to the tallest horn tower in the tribe.

Soon, the rapid and deep sound of horns rang out from the tribe.

The three long and one short trumpet sounds swept across the sky and earth with a mighty force.

After a while, it was like an echo.

Horns sounded one after another in the distance on all sides of the Throne Tribe.

The sound of the horn was passed down from tribe to tribe.

Eventually, all tribes will receive orders from the Throne Tribe.

This is the "Horn Communication" built by Li Meng.

Messages between tribes were quickly transmitted through the sound of horns.

The throne tribe can pass information to the branch tribes.

Branch tribes can also send messages to the throne tribe.

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Goblins are very sensitive to sound.

The sound of the horn can be heard even from ten kilometers away.

The distance between tribes is between 8-10 kilometers.

One afternoon a month later.

Tribute has arrived from the Black Mountain tribe.

The calm surface of the Goblin River suddenly began to boil.

One by one, the lizardmen came ashore from the river section where the pier on the south bank was located.