Chapter 165: Agatha the Seductive Hoof
The moves were so fast that they were impossible to see with the naked eye.
Sparks burst out as weapons clashed.
The tallic sounds of weapons colliding resounded through the heavens and earth.
Agatha was on the offense, while Li ng was defending.
"Your strength is not bad, but it’s still lacking a bit!"
Li ng grinned, increasing his strength and swinging his club.
"Clang!"
The ear-piercing tallic clash rang out again.
This collision made Agatha’s expression shift slightly.
She felt an imnse force transmitted from the greatsword in her hands.
Her greatsword almost flew out of her grasp.
She had to use her body to dissipate the force.
On the battlefield, the two suddenly separated.
Agatha slid back dozens of ters before coming to a stop.
Her hooves left two deep marks on the ground.
After stabilizing her stance, Agatha’s face showed excitent.
She licked her lips with her long tongue.
"Goblin, you’re truly sothing else. Co again!"
Agatha shouted, stepping forward.
With a loud "boom," a shockwave exploded around her.
Agatha leaped forward like a cannonball, flying low to the ground.
In an instant, she closed the distance to Li ng.
The sharp greatsword, empowered by her speed, slashed toward Li ng.
Li ng grinned, swinging his club.
"Clang!"
The sharp tallic sound rang out once more.
A visible shockwave exploded between them.
The massive force sent Agatha flying backward again.
Agatha flipped mid-air, landing nimbly on the ground.
The mont she landed, she charged out again.
Once more, she swung her sword toward Li ng.
"Clang!"
This strike was once again effortlessly deflected.
Agatha twisted her body to dissipate the force.
At the sa ti, her right leg kicked backward.
Her long hoof was about to strike Li ng’s waist.
Suddenly, Li ng’s left hand shot out, grabbing Agatha’s ankle.
Agatha’s expression changed slightly. She reversed her grip on the sword and stabbed down at Li ng.
Li ng grinned, using his left hand to fling Agatha away.
Agatha was sent flying.
She flew a full hundred ters before rolling to the ground.
She slid dozens more ters before finally stopping.
This scene made the ghost beastn behind her pale slightly.
From the start of the battle until now, that goblin hadn’t moved a single step.
The gap between the two was obvious.
The goblin had been passively defending the entire ti.
Every one of Agatha’s attacks was easily neutralized.
"This woman’s combat experience isn’t bad!"
Looking at the female ghost beastman he had thrown, Li ng mused inwardly.
Is combat experience important?
Are combat techniques important?
Of course, they’re important—extrely important.
But improving physical attributes also enhances the five senses.
No matter how fast the female ghost beastman swung her sword, in Li ng’s eyes, it was like slow motion.
Only unexpected attacks could possibly harm him.
With his powerful stats, Li ng feared lee battles the least.
Only the chaotic skills of humans posed any real threat to him.
"Goblin, I admit you’re strong, but I won’t lose!"
Agatha stood up, looking slightly disheveled.
Her pale gold eyes stared firmly at the towering goblin.
Agatha couldn’t comprehend how a goblin could be this strong.
So strong that it made her feel an urge to flee.
But as a ghost beastman, her pride wouldn’t allow her to accept defeat at the hands of a goblin.
"Goblin, fight !"
Agatha’s lips curled into a smile, and she let out a roar.
In that instant, the space around her twisted.
A wave of blood energy burst from her body.
"Agatha, stop!"
At that mont, Iron Mask roared.
The thunderous shout made Agatha’s body tremble, bringing her back to her senses.
The surging blood energy dissipated instantly.
Agatha’s expression changed, and she bit her lip lightly.
Facing a goblin, she had almost lost herself to berserk mode?
Seeing Agatha calm down, Iron Mask sighed in relief.
Using berserk mode on a battlefield was a foolish move.
Once in berserk mode, one would lose all reason.
They would instinctively attack any moving target nearby.
In other words, if Agatha went berserk, she wouldn’t necessarily attack the goblin.
She might directly attack the demon army.
If such a scene occurred, it would be a huge problem.
Moreover, the injuries sustained during berserk mode would be felt afterward when the body was in a weakened state.
Even minor wounds could turn fatal.
Iron Mask didn’t want to see Agatha die here.
"Iron Mask, as long as we kill him, Agatha doesn’t have to fulfill the wager!"
"That’s right. No matter how strong he is, he’s alone!"
The ghost beastman centurions grew restless.
With nearly forty thousand troops present, there was no need for this duel with a goblin.
This was just a duel between Agatha and the goblin.
They could order a full charge at any ti.
Iron Mask raised his hand, pulling on the reins.
The massive Savage Bull Beast moved forward.
Iron Mask stopped about fifty ters from the goblin.
"Goblin, you are strong enough to earn the respect and recognition of the demon race!"
Li ng grinned, resting his massive iron club on his shoulder.
"The duel isn’t over yet. Isn’t it a bit improper for you to step in now?"
"I concede!"
At that mont, Agatha’s voice rang out.
Not far away, Agatha leaped up.
She crossed a hundred-ter distance and landed with a "boom."
A large crater ford beneath her hooves.
Agatha swayed her waist and hips as she walked toward Li ng.
She casually tossed the greatsword in her hand toward Iron Mask.
Iron Mask caught the ghost beastman "Centurion Greatsword."
"Iron Mask, retreat the army. Co back in a month. I’ll explain this to my brother later."
With those words, Agatha smiled seductively.
Her graceful figure leaned into Li ng’s arms.
Agatha looked up at the goblin’s hideous face.
"Goblin, even if you die, it will have to wait until I fulfill my wager!"
Looking at the alluring female ghost beastman in his arms, Li ng grinned.
His left hand wrapped around her waist.
"Good. I like females who keep their word!"
Oh my, this female ghost beastman’s waist and hips were really soft and smooth.
She also carried a faint fragrance.
Watching Agatha nestled in the goblin’s arms, Iron Mask looked speechless.
That’s a goblin! Isn’t Agatha’s taste a bit extre?
Li ng bent down, hoisting Agatha onto his shoulder.
Amid Agatha’s playful laughter, he turned and walked toward the eastern gate.
"Wait, goblin!"
Seeing Li ng about to leave, Iron Mask quickly spoke.
Li ng, carrying Agatha, turned to look at Iron Mask.
His face showed obvious impatience.
It seed to say, 'I need to go back to the tribe to make baby goblins. Speak quickly!'
Iron Mask hung the greatsword onto the Savage Bull Beast’s back.
"Since Ghost Hand died in a duel, there is no grudge between you and the demon race. Currently, humans dominate the southern continent, and the survival space of the savage tribes is being gradually compressed. In the past, the savage tribes of the Southern Wastelands fought independently, unable to resist the human threat. It was only after the arrival of the demon race that this situation changed. You are unique and intelligent. Goblin Forest is fertile land. You should understand that humans will never give up Goblin Forest. They will invade again and again until they completely occupy it."
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