Players’ NPC daddy.

Then this newbie obtained a very rare profession, special equipment, special achievements, and became a wanted criminal in the Holy Cross Kingdom.

Crime: assassinating a cardinal.

The Fairy Alliance's first official counterattack successfully captured the guild territory of Saint Red City.

This battle was also the second round of the confrontation between the two guild alliances, which made everyone realize one thing.

That is, the [Fairy League] has a larger physique and heavier punches. In the head-on one-on-one confrontation, the [Freemasons] are no match and are knocked out with one punch.

At best, this duel can only be regarded as the [Freemasonry] "giving up" a punch to the [Fairy Alliance], which is the chivalrous spirit of fair confrontation.

Therefore, the Freemasons will take it seriously next, avoid using all their strength in a head-on confrontation, and use their numerical advantage to expand the scope of the war.

Seeing those strangers excitedly colliding with each other, Blaze did not tell anyone about Bishop Theresa.

This battle, filled with pride and seriousness, was actually using strangers to see him?

No kidding, this is a stranger using this boring task to have a serious showdown.

Chapter 274 Changes in the Goblin Village

"The Goblin Village is thriving."

"Originally, we needed hands-on instruction to get the goblins to make medicine, and we could only make relatively crude medicine. Now we can independently develop goblin medicine. However, we still can't make krypton gold potions, that seems..."

Herbie took out a medicine bottle with vines wrapped around it from a very retro wooden box. It contained green medicine, and a goblin logo was hung on the wooden cork in the bottle.

"Given the way foreigners like to hunt for unusual items, goblin-made medicines might be popular. However, it would be a bit strange to include them in the guild's supply chain, so I plan to train goblin wandering traders..."

Herbie's voice dropped to a whisper. She felt like she was talking to herself, but there was clearly someone else in the room.

Herbie looked at the chicken, who shook his head at Blaze and shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Shouldn't you be poking my head at me right now, asking if I'm planning to exploit these goblins? These goblins claim to be followers of the Great Lion, and they're your subordinates!"

Hebi let out a whoosh and climbed onto Blaze's back like a vaulting horse. Knowing that her weight was nothing to Blaze, she shook her body vigorously.

"These goblins are seriously studying your way of thinking. If they become free labor, you will be held fully responsible."

"So, isn't this asking you to come over and teach them?" Blaze was shaken by Herbie and had to respond to the little troublemaker.

"Besides, they are not my men. I just passed by their village."

"That's right, you're just a hands-off boss, and now this village is almost becoming Lord Herbie's." Herbie said seriously, then swung his legs forward and rode on Blaze's neck.

"You are my horse now. Take Lord Herbie on a tour of the territory."

"You look like you're 24."

Blaze's subtext was that your behavior was childish. But Herbie didn't care, swinging his legs and tapping Blaze's armor with his heels.

"That's just my physical age. My mental age can change at any time. I'm only 8 years old now. So take me out quickly."

"That's what you said."

Blaze didn't care and walked out of the door carrying Herbie. Herbie also didn't care. Facing the surprised gazes of the employees of [Hermes' Traveling Hat], he waved his hand calmly.

When the goblins saw this scene, they all knelt down.

For Herbie, shame didn't exist. Rather, this look was actually quite intimidating, after all, one of Blaze's current identities was a great lion walking on the earth.

To anyone other than the strangers, Hebe's current appearance actually looked like he was riding on the neck of a great lion.

In the Goblin Village, the green goblins were diligently completing their work, and Herbie introduced the changes in the Goblin Village during the few days that Blaze was away.

[Hermes' Traveling Hat] cooperated with the goblins through barter. In just a few days, the goblin village expanded in size, a large amount of wasteland was reclaimed, cattle, sheep and poultry were bred, and the clothing worn by the goblins gradually showed gender and aesthetic differences.

Due to frequent contact with advanced behaviors such as transportation and medicine making, special variants have appeared in goblin villages.

More burly and taller goblin warriors, goblin guards, and goblin mercenaries.

Goblin Herbalists, Goblin Breeders, and Goblin Makers with higher intelligence.

New buildings added: Goblin Mercenary Hall and Goblin Herbal Research Institute.

What Blaze was most curious about was the room with the no open flames sign. Blaze wanted to go in and take a look, but Herbie covered the eye area of ​​his helmet and wouldn't let him in.

She called it a trade secret, so Blazer had no choice but to give up his curiosity and move towards his goal.

A massive stone temple has been erected from the remains of the first great lion, and at the temple's entrance stands the most powerful warrior in the goblin village.

Blaze greeted the two goblin warriors and walked into the temple. It was Hebi's first time here, so he was looking around curiously.

"Boy, you finally realized to come and see an old man like me?"

The sudden sound made Herbie subconsciously hug Blaze's head tightly. Blaze patted Herbie's calf, signaling her not to be so nervous.

"And brought a little girl with him."

The original great lion, one of the twelve beast kings who guide the soul of life, the fallen constellation, the old lion appeared.

Unlike its previous frail appearance, which looked as if it could be reduced to ashes at any moment, the old lion had become much fuller-bodied. Although the scars on its mouth and claws were still hideous and terrifying, they were showing signs of healing.

The most important thing is spirit. The old lion slowly circled around Blaze, his eyes full of ambiguity.

"Is she your lioness? Isn't she a little too petite?"

This kind of talk was like some elderly people harassing young boys and girls, so both Blazer and Herbie chose to ignore it.

"You seem to be feeling much better now. Is it because the stars have returned to the sky?"

"No, even if the stars return to the sky, it will not be me who gets that power. I am now moving in a new direction." Seeing that Blaze and Herbie had no reaction, the old lion shook his tail in boredom and returned to the enshrined star fragments.

"Now the goblins are forming a brand new history, and I have become the god of this history. The goblins' faith is gradually repairing my body, giving me a new life."

Perhaps to show off to Blaze, the still young lion, the old lion opened his mouth, and a little milky white appeared from his lost teeth.

"A true king will rise again even if he is driven from his throne!"

"But not long ago, your mind was full of thoughts about your funeral arrangements, as if you didn't want to live anymore and wanted to die early and be reborn." Blazer unceremoniously dismantled the old lion's stage and patted Herbie's calf.

"And without the [Hermes' Traveling Hat], it would take who knows how long for the goblin villages to develop into a true civilization and faith, not to mention that you looked down on goblins in the beginning."

The old lion lay on the ground awkwardly, covering his mouth with his tail.

Apparently, this guy still has some sense of shame.

"Also, I've thought about it, you should give me the rest of your gold coins. You're about to become a god, so you'll definitely gain a lot of experience."

"This...can you please spare my life?"

Chapter 275 The Significance of Coordinates

Hebi is an atheist, not because she has done too many bad things and is afraid of being punished by God. It's because she has never seen God and has never made any deals with God, so naturally she doesn't believe in God's existence.

When Lord Hebi talks about faith, he has to pay for it.

So when she saw the old lion, Herbie tensed her back like a frightened kitten. She felt the unprecedented greatness looking at her.

That is God's vision.

"Little girl, why are you nervous? You are riding on the neck of a great lion. I have never seen a creature as bold as you." The old lion changed the subject stiffly at Blaze's naked gaze.

"If you're really scared, you can come down to me."

Obviously, the old lion wanted to find a shield. Herbie immediately crossed his legs, pinned himself on Blaze, and shook his head frantically.

"Okay, I'm not kidding anymore." Blaze waved his hand. "Even if I really wanted your experience points, I would definitely break through all my classes to the highest level first to ensure that none of your experience points would be wasted."

This was indeed a joke, but the following words were too utilitarian, making it seem like Blaze just didn't want to do it for the time being.

"[U-22] is the coordinate of the Golden Country, right?"

"Wow! You haven't even reached that altitude yet, yet you know the meaning of these coordinates." The old lion gave a meaningful look. "I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse."

Blaze looked at the chicken preening its feathers at his feet and asked seriously, "I'm going to take the gold coins from this old guy who likes to tell riddles. Instead, how about you be the goblin god here? Your name sounds quite god-like."

"Well... if I become a god, I have to stay here forever... I don't want to be a god, I just want to be your chicken." After weighing it, the chicken answered Blaze seriously.

"That's not accurate. U-22 is a coordinate, and the Golden Nation simply fell there." The old lion immediately sat up straight and said attentively, "I'll answer whatever you ask, but I won't say anything more."

Blaze found a place to sit down, and swept the dust with his hand, motioning to Herbie.

Herbie was still trembling as he sat down, so the chicken had to sit beside him and hugged Herbie's petite body with its wings.

"What's wrong with you?" Blaze became worried about Herbie's abnormal condition. Herbie shook his head, obviously not knowing the reason.

"Because she is a non-believer, she has no faith of her own to resist the pressure of God when facing God." The old lion answered with a posture of rushing to answer.

"Why don't you go out first? I will relay the matter to you."

Blaze patted Herbie on the back. He had only wanted to let Herbie know the problem he was facing, but he had not expected that Herbie would not be able to bear it physically.

"I, I'm fine." Herbie shook his head vigorously and leaned into Chicken's arms. "I feel good here with Wade."

"I'm here!" The chicken raised its wings vigorously, as if giving a thumbs-up.

"Ok."

Blaze followed the two of them and turned to look at the old lion.

“What was the world like?”

"It's hard to say. It's the same as it is now, yet it also seems different." The old lion scratched his head. "You're asking about the difference between the land that emerged after the upheaval and the original land."

"Honestly, even I find it hard to tell the difference. The difference is probably not in the land, but in what's underneath."

"Some people believe that the chaos in the world and the conflicts among intelligent creatures are due to the chaos of the land itself. Is there any basis for this idea?"

"This is a very interesting idea." The old lion, who was originally reluctant, sat up straight and became interested.

"I've lived in this world since birth. I've witnessed countless earth-shaking changes. Each rotation brings new ecosystems and species, and sometimes even new intelligent creatures. At that time..."

"Wait—" Blaze suddenly interrupted the old lion, "What does that ecosystem look like? Is it like a vertical hell?"

"No, two is normal, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Blaze realized one thing, that not all worlds except the top world are falling straight down like a vertical hell.

This meant there had to be some way to make all worlds like the top world, but the idea was so far-fetched that he didn't want to talk about it, to avoid unnecessary complications. He would think about it again after the current problem was resolved.

Perhaps because he was talking about a topic that interested him, the old lion started to talk incessantly, describing how he changed step by step from a turbid consciousness without appearance, defeating his enemies, evolving his body, and finally having a name, becoming and defining himself as a lion.

This is actually preaching, or defining the birth history of the gods worshipped by the goblin civilization.

He was once a beast and a monster, and then through his own efforts he hung his soul high in the sky. He was betrayed again and was reborn after death.

In terms of twists and turns, and mystery, the old lion qualifies.

Blaze also found the information he was looking for in the old lion's ramblings: there was more than one coordinate, [U-22]. Judging from the area divided by this one coordinate, a world has a total of nine coordinates, and this coordinate determines the original location of the area.

If Bishop Theresa wants to restore the world, she must have all the coordinates.

But this is not possible.

Blaze's coordinates were snatched from the Nemean Giant, so it is hard to imagine which monsters have the other coordinates.

"Without those coordinates, how does that guy plan to restore the world?"

Blaze muttered to himself, and the old lion's ears twitched, hearing the question.

"If you want to restore the world without collecting all the coordinates, you can only blow it up, not destroy it..." The old lion squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, finally thinking of a suitable word.

"Tear it off, tear off everything, and in the end only the most basic appearance of the world will be left."

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

……

Somewhere in the Holy Cross Theocracy, in a dim room filled with pale blue light, a slender figure moved within.

The light coming from all directions cast the figure's shadow on the walls on all four sides. The figure finally stopped in front of a platform and pressed a button.

The surroundings suddenly became bright.

It was a sci-fi style room that was out of place with the medieval painting style.

Chapter 276 If You Don’t Fight, You Will Lose

【Identification name: Theresa】

【Service life: 17521 hours】