Chapter 189: I want to see your body
Before coming here, she had heard that the demon centurion "Ghost Hand" had died at the hands of a goblin.
She had assud it was a rumor.
After all, a demon centurion was a formidable warrior capable of fighting a thousand foes.
How could they die at the hands of a weak goblin?
Only upon seeing the Goblin King's true form did Margarita realize that "Ghost Hand's" death was not a rumor.
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[Centaur]
[Level: 51]
[Strength: 71]
[Defense: 64]
[Agility: 207]
[Magic: 17]
The centaur was spying on Li ng.
Li ng was also observing the centaur.
The centaur's stats made Li ng's expression grow contemplative.
Every race should have unique individuals.
For example, there was Bai Ling among the swamp lizardn.
The leader of the pign who possessed "War Stomp."
How did their powers awaken?
"I think I saw you during the demon siege."
Li ng suddenly broke the silence between them.
Hearing this, Margarita was stunned.
She never expected the Goblin King beside her to recognize her identity.
A trace of doubt flickered in Margarita's eyes.
During the last demon siege, she was indeed among the demon army.
But she had remained in the forest, observing the battle.
How did the Goblin King discover her?
Margarita bowed to the Goblin King with a chest-covering salute.
"My na is Margarita, Queen of the Centaur Tribe in the Southern Wastelands!"
Li ng looked down at Margarita.
"Why hide your identity? Why act as a ssenger to my tribe?"
Facing the Goblin King's question, Margarita smiled faintly.
"Just out of curiosity, no other reason!"
"I see."
Li ng believed her, though not completely.
However, whether he believed or not, he decided not to probe further.
"Last ti, I saw your people. They all seed to be female. Where are the male centaurs?"
Li ng did not think centaurs were like goblins.
Goblins were all male and needed females of other races to reproduce.
Centaurs, unlike succubi, were not such beings.
Li ng's question made Margarita's smile disappear.
She lowered her head, her face tinged with sorrow.
"Ever since the demons arrived, they swiftly dominated all the tribes of the Southern Wastelands. Over the past decade, they fought five wars with humanity. In the first three, centaurs suffered heavy losses. Nearly all the n were killed. To ensure our race's survival, the won had no choice but to take up bows and continue the fight against humanity, battling to this day."
They fought to protect the males?
That was a brutally harsh reason.
When a race needed won to take the battlefield, it ant the race was on the brink of extinction.
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"Augus Continent is vast. Why join the war?"
As nomadic barbarians, centaurs had no need to engage in the war.
They could have fled far away.
No race could catch up to fleeing centaurs.
Margarita shook her head bitterly.
"The Southern Wastelands are too enclosed. To the east lies the sea. To the west is the Goblin Forest. To the north are the Ogre Mountains. We can't cross the sea or enter the forest. Crossing the Ogre Mountains into human territory would be foolish. We had no choice. The Southern Wastelands are the only place we can survive."
Margarita's words made Li ng understand the centaurs' plight.
The demons' arrival forced humanity to cross the Ogre Mountains into the Southern Wastelands.
This compelled the various barbarian tribes of the wastelands to fight for their hos under the demons' coercion.
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Over the next few days, Li ng and Margarita traveled eastward.
Vanessa's departure made Li ng give up on using "Words of Power" on Margarita.
He was a goblin, a being despised by all races.
He did not need anyone's love.
If he wanted sothing, he would take it.
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Three days later, in the Southern Wastelands.
On an endless golden plain stood a tribe.
The tribe covered an area of over ten square kiloters.
Large and small animal-skin tents stretched in all directions.
In the afternoon, under the blazing sun, two figures—one large, one small—appeared several kiloters south of the tribe.
"That is the demon encampnt in the Southern Wastelands!"
Li ng looked in the direction Margarita pointed.
In the distant withered grasslands, an expanse of animal-skin tents ca into view.
"The scale is not small."
Looking at the distant encampnt, Li ng thought to himself.
The demons had brought fewer than 20,000 beastn from the north.
They ruled three vassal races in the Southern Wastelands.
The pign, centaurs, and gnolls.
Among them, the pign had the largest population.
Despite five wars with humanity and the demons, they still had nearly 200,000 mbers, occupying the southwest region of the wastelands.
The gnolls were next, with a population of about 100,000, occupying the northern region of the wastelands.
The centaurs had the smallest population, with fewer than 20,000, occupying the eastern region of the wastelands.
The two beastn were supported by the three tribes.
As they neared their destination, Li ng looked down at Margarita.
"Queen Margarita, I want to see your body!"
The Goblin King's sudden request startled Margarita.
The sudden request from the Goblin King startled Margarita.
Margarita raised her head in astonishnt, looking at the burly figure beside her.
Over the past few days of conversation, Margarita had gained so understanding of the Goblin King next to her.
This Goblin King was indeed a very unique goblin.
It was intelligent and did not exhibit the usual greed seen in ordinary goblins when encountering female creatures.
“Wh-why?”
Although the Goblin King’s request was outrageous, Margarita didn’t think the Goblin King wanted to mate with her.
“I’m a bit curious about the body structure of centaurs!”
Hearing this, Margarita’s face turned slightly red.
As a centaur, she didn’t find anything unusual about her own body. However, the body structure of centaurs did arouse the curiosity of many races.
“No… no way! A female’s body can’t be seen so casually.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll just go and snatch a centaur!”
“No, you can’t do that!”
Margarita beca anxious.
All the centaurs in the southern wastelands were her people. How could she turn a blind eye to the Goblin King’s act of raiding centaurs?
“Why not? If you won’t let see, and I can’t force you, then I’ll have to snatch another centaur.”
“You can’t force , nor can you force any other centaurs!”
“No way! I’ll do whatever I want.”
“Then why can’t you force ?”
“Because you are a Demon Clan envoy.”
“My people are also part of the Demon Clan. You… you can’t raid them either!”
“I’m not afraid of the Demon Clan. If they dare to stop , I’ll smash them!”
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