She had been here before, but never entered the tribe.
Upon entering, Margarita realized that the inside of the tribe was even more magnificent than it appeared from the outside.
Is this really a Goblin tribe?
Everything before her eyes made it hard for Margarita to associate it with Goblins.
"Crack!"
At that mont, the east gate slowly opened.
A Big Goblin erged from the gate.
It shouted loudly at the centaurs outside the gate.
Though she couldn't understand, Margarita could guess what the Big Goblin was saying.
She stepped forward, entering through the gate.
Throne Palace, Throne Hall.
"Have you arrived?"
In the Throne Hall, Li ng sat on the wide throne.
The sound of hooves outside the door caught Li ng's attention.
Soon, a tall figure appeared at the entrance.
In Li ng's eyes, a centaur slowly walked in.
Compared to the Big Goblin beside her, she was indeed large.
Is that the Goblin King?
Looking at the small Goblin on the throne, Margarita frowned slightly.
Judging by its size, it was just a Goblin Soldier.
After entering the tribe, she had seen Goblin Warriors.
How could a small Goblin Soldier rise to be a Goblin King?
Though puzzled, Margarita remained respectful.
She bowed and placed her hand over her chest in salute to the Goblin on the throne.
"Honorable Goblin King, I am a ssenger from the demon tribe. Lord Douglas, the demon general, invites you to the demon tribe's camp to discuss an alliance and plan great things together!"
Sitting on the throne, Li ng looked up and down at the centaur.
If he could ignore the horse body, she was indeed beautiful.
At least, she matched his aesthetic.
Li ng grinned and stood up.
"Then let's go!"
Hearing this, Margarita was taken aback.
The Goblin was just going to follow her like that?
Shouldn't he gather an army to head to the southern wastelands?
Having an army and not having one are two entirely different concepts.
An army could not only intimidate allies, preventing them from underestimating you.
It could also effectively ensure one's safety.
Though the Goblin army was weak, very weak.
But having one was better than not having one.
Creatures like Goblins were just too weak.
Without an army, they wouldn't earn the demon tribe's respect.
Moreover, as the demon general said.
The Goblin indeed had the ability to communicate with other races ntally.
She clearly couldn't understand the Goblin language.
Yet she could communicate with it without barriers.
"Uh... alright, are we leaving now?"
Li ng grinned, walking past Margarita.
"We're leaving now, but we need to go sowhere first!"
Margarita turned and followed the little Goblin.
In the forest within the throne tribe, the two walked side by side.
"Since you are an ally of the demon tribe, you should lead an army to the southern wastelands for the talks!"
"Why?"
Li ng turned to the tall and slender centaur beside him.
Faced with the Goblin's gaze, Margarita was speechless.
Goblins were indeed foolish, unable to understand such a simple question.
"The demon tribe respects the strong. Without great strength, you need an army to bolster your presence!"
Hearing this, Li ng looked enlightened.
"I see, then it's better not to bring an army. I'm just a Goblin. Even if I bring a lot of Goblins, no one will look up to , so why bother with such unnecessary things."
Margarita was left speechless by the Goblin's words.
It was indeed true.
No matter what Goblins did, the demon tribe wouldn't look up to them.
The Goblins' situation was probably no different from that of the centaurs.
For the rest of the ti, Margarita remained silent.
The two left the throne tribe through the north gate at a leisurely pace.
Half an hour later, outside the Iron Cave.
"Wait here, I'll be right back!"
Leaving those words, Li ng entered the Iron Cave without looking back.
Basking in the sunlight, Margarita looked curiously at the Iron Cave.
She could hear clanging sounds from within.
But what those sounds were, she couldn't recall at the mont.
"Great King, Great King, why have you co?"
Inside the Iron Cave, Gobu Ge eagerly greeted the Great King.
Li ng strode towards the depths of the cave.
"Prepare the armor!"
Hearing this, Gobu Ge's eyes lit up.
With the Great King's arrival, the Iron Cave was bustling.
By the underground riverbank deep in the Iron Cave.
Benben and a group of Ogres were busy.
The Ogres were fitting inner armor onto the boss.
The inner armor wasn't a single piece but composed of dozens of parts.
Li ng stood on the riverbank, arms outstretched.
His nearly five-ter-tall figure made him look like a towering mountain of flesh.
Nurous Goblins climbed onto Li ng.
Using hamrs and tools to stitch the inner armor.
As piece by piece of inner armor was donned.
Li ng's massive body was gradually covered by the inner armor.
Finally, his entire body, except for his face, was encased in the inner armor.
It took over half an hour to finish donning the inner armor.
Then ca the heavy armor.
First, the heavy chest and back plates.
Next, the hip and leg armor.
Finally, the arm armor and auxiliary armor connecting the limbs.
Nurous Goblins hamred away at the Great King.
It took a full hour and a half to complete the armor.
Looking down at the massive barrel-shaped helt in his hands, Li ng grinned.
Being afraid of death wasn't a bad thing.
Thinking this, Li ng donned the giant helt.
With the helt on, Li ng's appearance completely changed.
He beca an iron can like Benben.
His armor was more exquisite, offering better protection.
The joint structure of the limbs was more intricate.
Compared to the Ogres' armor, it was heavier.
Li ng moved his limbs and spun around.
"Not bad, very good!"
Li ng was very satisfied with the armor.
The range of motion for his limbs wasn't affected.
Though the combined weight of the inner and outer armor was nearly fifteen tons.
Li ng didn't feel uncomfortable.
The inner and outer armor fit well with his body.
They didn't clank with his movents.
"Boss, your Big Iron Rod!"
Benben struggled to carry a Big Iron Rod over.
The Big Iron Rod was about 6 ters long, with a diater of 15 centiters.
It was iron-gray, wrapped in a layer of high-carbon iron.
Li ng took the Big Iron Rod from Benben.
"Benben, Woof Woof, watch closely, the boss is leaving!"
With that, Li ng shouldered the Big Iron Rod and walked out.
The Big Iron Rod was heavy, heavier than the inner and outer armor combined.
This entire set of equipnt weighed at least forty to fifty tons.
Monts later, outside the Iron Cave.
"Ogre... Ogre?"
Seeing a massive iron can erge from the cave.
Margarita was startled.
She backed away repeatedly, her face full of fear.
The size easily reminded one of the giant cave Ogres.
"Let's go, ti to set off!"
The familiar voice left Margarita stunned.
Though the voice was louder, it was still the sa voice.
"You... you are the Goblin... King from before?"
Is it really the Goblin King?
Perhaps only the legendary Goblin King could have such a massive size.
"Earlier I was small, now I'm big!"
Margarita took a deep breath.
She bowed and placed her hand over her chest in salute to the massive Goblin King.
Then the two, one large and one small, headed into the depths of the forest.
In the dim forest, they walked side by side.
Looking at the giant Goblin King beside her, a trace of fear flashed in Margarita's eyes.
She could feel an overwhelming pressure from the Goblin beside her.
It was then that Margarita realized the rumors were true.
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