Small Knife felt a bit embarrassed.
Because the price of the land was sothing he could control.
As a Master of the World who relied on Personal Space and sourced goods from the Five Elents Sword Control Sect, his financial resources were ample.
He had long set a low price for the land.
If the auction reached this price, he would buy it himself.
Besides, if others bought it, the money would still go to him.
It’s like transferring from the left hand to the right hand.
The price of the land, being hereditary, naturally had high value.
However, if there was too much of it, players would take on more loans, and it would also decrease.
This is when supply exceeds demand.
But due to Small Knife’s restrictions, the Secret Realm’s range had expanded significantly, and the price remained high.
Now, by making it cheaper and limiting the amount traded for contributions, he motivated the players’ enthusiasm and received a lot of praise, making him sowhat embarrassed.
Though embarrassed, it wasn’t a big issue.
The permanent usage rights of land sales had already annoyed Small Knife, and a low price was absolutely out of the question.
He even wanted to reclaim the land if players fell on hard tis.
Renting out rather than selling was the business way for a Master of the World.
In a blink of an eye, three months passed, and players, relying on high technology, quickly completed various defensive fortifications.
Who would have thought that the goblins were really slow?
Dragging their families along with large bags and bundles of food, only now had they completely surrounded the Giant Dragon Secret Realm.
The current periter of the Secret Realm was vast, filled with nurous cracks, at least a hundred routes solidifying.
The originally separated Secret Realm and the world had fused once more and would soon beco one.
At this ti, the upper limit of the Giant Dragon Secret Realm had already lowered, unable to reach the Third Realm, reduced to the Peak of the Second Realm, slightly weaker than the outside suppression.
Outside the Secret Realm, there was an endless goblin encirclent.
With their eating, drinking, and other activities creating a stench, it was chaotic and noisy.
For goblins, the path was one of bloodlines, with essentials like food, the stronger they were, the more they ate.
Even with the Master of the World arranging logistics in the form of missions, many issues arose.
The goblin numbers here were feared to be nearly ten million, with the lowest being Entry Level.
Even before battle had started, many had died from various issues.
And more goblins were continuously arriving.
Particularly players, taking on missions, hoping to make a na for themselves.
The Master of the Goblin World wasn’t foolish either, though unwilling to use the World Extre Point, he issued missions based on hereditary Clan Masters, territories, and even Golden Goblin bloodlines.
This was irresistible to players and even natives.
Of course, these couldn’t motivate the death-fearing goblins, and so compulsion beca necessary at last.
All Entry Level goblins had to depart, no delay allowed.
At this ti, the Master of the Goblin World realized it was about ti.
Thus, with one command, the destiny-altering battle comnced.
This battle was bound to be won.
Sparing no cost, deploying all goblin strength from across the world.
Occupying the entire Secret Realm, regardless of how much the system leaned, when all World Extre Points returned, victory was assured.
With one command, the goblins surrounded the Giant Dragon Secret Realm, launching a full attack.
Relentless and unyielding.
"Utter chaos."
The Human Race will prevail!
Players shouted, their morale high.
Players outside the Secret Realm were impressive, with crops left unharvested.
At this mont, they could not care less.
But it didn’t matter to these players; any extra day planting ant more profit.
The crops here didn’t need maturing; kobolds were released to graze, profiting from the general attack long since.
So, facing the whistling enemy, the players entered stone houses without hesitation.
As the sky-covering enemies approached, they launched an attack.
No need for aiming.
Because it was all filled with enemies; closing their eyes would still hit.
In such density, goblins couldn’t dodge, forced to take the hit, stricken down pitifully.
If toppled, they couldn’t think of standing up again.
With the attack, the enemy numbers showed no sign of decreasing, and their attack was barely a ripple.
The gaps got plugged imdiately by other goblins, dense like waves surging forth.
Soon, withstanding the attack, the goblins subrged stone houses and bunkers directly.
They couldn’t stop their forward montum, being all goblins.
Veteran goblins from a hundred battles couldn’t control their path, squeezed forward by comrades.
They shouted, recomnding attacking those stones from afar, not getting close.
But in this situation, they couldn’t halt.
Boom.
The stone house couldn’t bear the pressure and exploded.
A large area of dense goblins was cleared.
Players who self-destructed revived and incredulously checked the notifications.
It was too exaggerated.
Completely unlike existing information, the self-destruct rewards were tens of tis higher.
Considering the dense goblin surroundings, they accepted the windfall gift.
Following the first explosion, the Secret Realm’s periter continued to have bunkers and stone houses explode, clearing the surrounding area.
But within seconds, the cleared areas were filled by goblins.
So when the goblin ocean reached the front of the Giant Dragon Secret Realm, apart from four large bunkers remaining unbroken, other nurous bunkers and stone structures were all gone.
However, this had no impact on the goblins, they had no ti to think or observe.
Surrounded by their own kind, each shouted with flushed faces, pushing forward madly.
No one could stop them, not even their own halts.
Although tens of thousands died, it was like fireworks with no hindrance at all.
They rushed directly towards the Secret Realm’s cracks, charging in.
Upon entry, they shivered, feeling the Giant Dragon Secret Realm’s repel.
Similar to a giant dragon’s aura, though much weaker.
Yet enough to slow them down by thirty percent.
Thump! Thump, thump!
They fell into pits directly.
The inside was filled with large pits.
Subterranean spikes.
Screams erupted continuously.
Not far was a towering stone wall.
Goblins were very familiar with this.
Not only extraordinarily hard, but explosive too.
Incredibly bold.
Many players on the wall gasped.
Brainlessly iron-headed!
These goblins filling with lives?
If they had known, they’d have dug larger pits.
Originally intended as a surprise, who knew goblins would swarm, unstoppably filling them.
Indeed, recklessly ramming with lives, undeniably impressive.
"Shaless, cunning, despicable." The Master of the Goblin World was so upset he almost spewed blood.
How were these humans’ heads ford, having all sorts of tricks?
However, he didn’t intervene, even for him as Master of the World couldn’t stop it now.
So he watched, seeing the pits being filled.
The goblins’ blood-thick hides, stepping on comrades, pushed forward.
Never released, restricted by Small Knife, various firearms.
Old and new models, products of different labs.
Also various bows and arrows.
Varied and diverse.
This was the result of Water Blue Star Mini World’s flourishing industries.
Various long-range attacks suddenly ca forth.
Players stood densely on the walls.
Goblins braving the attacks, iron-headed charging up.
Front ones dying, back ones filled in.
Getting closer and closer.
"Ultimately an Extraordinary World; if it were Pudong World, however many ca, however many died." A player sighed, but no one replied.
Because everyone was focused, every kill ant profit.
No need to aim, too many were there.
Contribution, Experience, and Treasure Chests’ chances were high too.
It was a huge gain; such an opportunity may not co around for many years.
Lin Xing’s various Magical Treasures, flas, and such fell down too.
Masses of goblins fell, but even more surged up.
Just like that, braving attacks, they reached the enormous walls.
Before getting near, goblins with long-range abilities started attacking.
Yet they kept advancing tirelessly.
Helplessly, those behind pushed them forward, leaving no room for pause.
Soon, those in front slamd directly into the walls.
These high walls were like city walls, blocking them, forming the first defense line.
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