Zongman: Reincarnation in the Other World, but Goblin

Next to the rusty iron chain, there should have been a goblin tightly bound, but now only some rust stained with green blood is left, as if describing the struggle of the prey that had just escaped.

The moment Draris stepped into the tent, the scene before him made him feel heartbroken, and an unprecedented shock and uneasiness spread in his heart.

The situation inside the tent was worse than he had imagined.

Green body fluids, some unidentifiable liquids, and a pool of bright red blood were scattered everywhere. They were intertwined and emitted an unbearable smell.

What made Draris feel even more heartbroken was that among a pile of messy rags, he saw a few strands of Princess Freya's unique pink hair and some fragments of clothes that obviously belonged to her.

Draris's face was full of anger and anxiety, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into his palms.

Everything in the tent seemed to be mocking his powerlessness. Every drop of unrecognizable blood was reminding him that Freya, the first princess of the Giorlar Kingdom, who was once high and mighty and was treated inhumanely here, might have been attacked by monsters.

At this moment, his heart was filled with anger, but at the same time it was accompanied by a sense of powerlessness.

He gently picked up a strand of pink hair and touched it lightly with his fingertips, as if he could feel Freya's presence through these tiny connections.

"Your Highness Freya, this is all my fault."

Dralis whispered to himself, his voice heavy with sorrow, then he turned around and looked around at the chaos and ruin, trying to find out the truth and seek justice for Princess Freya.

But suddenly, he thought of the green blood on the ground. It was undoubtedly the blood of a goblin. After all, Freya was a level 19 iron-grade adventurer warlock. How could she be defeated by an underage goblin?

Moreover, before leaving, he had set up a barrier array around the camp created by the Kingdom's royal magician. Monsters below level 40 could not break through the barrier.

This proves that Freya was abducted by a goblin above level 40, and it is very likely that she was assaulted in the tent.

Even though Draris was a level 49 gold-rank adventurer swordsman, it would be difficult for him to defeat a large group of goblins above level 40 if he chased them now, not to mention that even if he rescued Princess Freya, it would be of no avail.

Draris knew what would happen to human women who fell into the hands of goblins.

Therefore, even if he defeated those high-level goblins and rescued Princess Freya back to the kingdom, he would still be sentenced to death for improper guarding, and even his family would be implicated.

Dralis's hands tightly grasped those strands of pink hair, and his eyes were flashing with complex emotions, including deep hatred for the goblins and reluctance to see Freya leave soon.

His voice was filled with rage, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Goblins, for all the sins you have committed, one day I will make you pay with blood!"

Although he had a deep admiration for Freya, facing the current desperate situation, he knew that only by temporarily putting this emotion aside could he and his family find a glimmer of hope for the future.

The image of Freya flashed through Draris' mind, and his heart was filled with powerlessness and grief, but he knew that now was not the time to indulge in sorrow.

He planned to return to the capital quietly before the king learned about Freya's attack by the goblins. He had to transfer his family safely to a remote town to avoid the spotlight for a while without attracting anyone's attention.

After making the decision, Draris took a deep breath, gathered up the grief and anger in his heart, turned around and walked out of the tent, with firm steps and a resolute look in his eyes, and disappeared into the forest.

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After capturing Freya, Lorraine headed towards the Shadow Forest, hoping that with good luck he might encounter a new goblin tribe.

Our current strength is still too weak. It is impossible to survive in this shadow forest alone. We must build our own power.

However, the original goblin tribe had been destroyed by Dralisfreya and his men, leaving only Lorraine as the lone goblin.

In this situation, it would take too long to develop again. Even if he took care of Freya day and night and asked her to give birth to little goblins for him, it would still take a long time to develop into a tribe.

So Lorraine might as well join other goblin tribes, kill their tribal leaders, and become the new boss himself!

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The next morning.

Lorraine finally reached the southeast of the Shadow Forest and saw a fence with tattered cloth strips hanging outside a cave, as well as scattered skeletons.

This was a simple decoration, exactly the same as what Lorraine had seen in the cave before.

There is no doubt that this must also be a goblin nest, with dozens or even dozens of goblins living in it.

As soon as Lorraine walked over, he was ambushed by a goblin scout who was lying in ambush on a tree. A large number of goblins rushed out from the surrounding bushes and tied up Lorraine again.

"Hahahahaha, that's great, a goblin from another tribe actually came to our door. Now we have meat to eat again!"

A goblin captain holding a stone spear walked out from the goblin group, licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and said with a big laugh.

Only then did Lorraine learn from the system's information that the goblins in this world had no concept of compatriots at all.

Only goblins from the same tribe can live in harmony. Goblins from different tribes often cannibalize each other, even their own goblins.

After all, the goblins' reproduction speed can be said to be as fast as that of cockroaches, and there is no reproductive isolation. As long as the female creature is of the right size, the goblins can make it pregnant, and the pregnancy period is only 10 days.

After 10 days, the baby goblins will be born. After another 20 days of development, all body functions including the reproductive system will mature and become an adult goblin.

Such an incredible reproduction speed makes goblins a creature in this world that is more difficult to eliminate than cockroaches.

As long as there is enough food and female creatures, a goblin can develop into a goblin tribe of hundreds in less than half a year. This is why goblin tribes will kill each other.

Moreover, this world has a weird setting: all intelligent creatures will subconsciously feel that goblins are not a threat, no matter how high the level of these goblins is or how large the size of their tribe is.

Unless these goblins truly threaten the safety of intelligent creatures, people will be sent to eliminate them, but they will not be killed completely.

Of course, although goblins reproduce very quickly, they must have enough food to continue to reproduce, so each goblin tribe can no longer reproduce when it reaches a certain size.

This is just like a bacterial cluster, which reproduces very quickly each time and will stop reproducing when it reaches a certain size.

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Chapter 12 Lorraine: I eat the meat first, and I enjoy the women alone!

Just as Lorraine was concentrating on absorbing the information in front of him, the goblin captain walked forward without knowing what was good for him, and intended to poke Lorraine in the crotch with the simple stone spear in his hand.

To borrow a phrase from Goblin Slayer: Goblins may be dumb, but they are not stupid.

Even when facing goblins of the same species, they would poke at their most core weaknesses.

If you poke the head, the nimble goblin may dodge it, but if you poke the crotch, the probability of hitting it will greatly increase.

You have to know that there are no female goblins, they are all male, so as long as you hit the opponent's crotch, even if he doesn't die, he will instantly lose his combat effectiveness.

In the opinion of the goblin captain, as long as he could hit Lorraine in the crotch and cause him a fatal blow, he would have breakfast for the day.

However, Lorraine just took a cold look and found that this goblin captain was actually just an ordinary level 9 goblin with no special skills. His strength and speed were just slightly higher than those of ordinary goblins.

In that case, let’s kill a chicken to scare the monkeys!

At this critical moment, Lorraine did not give the goblin captain who was ready to make a move any chance to attack.

He slowly raised his right hand in a leisurely manner.

In his palm, a ball of black lightning carrying a cold and threatening atmosphere began to condense, flashing a heart-pounding light.

"Thunder Control Technique!"

Lorraine murmured in a low voice, his voice full of determination and strength.

Following his call, the black ball of lightning flew towards the goblin captain like an arrow shot from a bow at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

The target was clear and it hit the Goblin Captain's most vulnerable part - the crotch - accurately.

At the moment when the black ball of lightning struck, a visual and auditory feast erupted in the air.

In a flash, the goblin captain's body was covered by black lightning, and was instantly charred. He fell to the ground silently, without even a chance to struggle.

The surrounding air became hot due to the release of this power. The sharp contrast between Lorraine's calm posture and the terrifying power in his hands made all the goblins who witnessed this scene feel deeply shocked. They were all stunned and stood there in a daze.

After getting rid of the goblin captain, Lorraine calmly withdrew his hand. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if the amazing feat just displayed was just an ordinary thing to him.

The figure of the Goblin Captain lying on the ground became a testimony to his strength, and also sent a strong warning to all potential enemies: do not challenge his bottom line easily.

Just like that, the goblin captain turned into an electric chicken boy in just a moment.

Seeing this, the other goblins showed expressions of fear and retreated one after another.

At this moment, a goblin shaman slowly walked into his sight from the goblin bushes.

Lorraine looked up and found that the old, hunched goblin was wearing a uniquely shaped bone mask. The patterns on the mask were complex and mysterious, and seemed to contain some kind of magical power.

His hair was as white as the first snow, and two pieces of tattered cloth covered his cheeks, revealing only a cunning and sharp nose.

What is even more eye-catching is the ornament hanging around his neck, which is carefully made of the bones of various creatures. In his hand, he is holding a staff carved from bones, with an intricate totem carved on the end of the staff.

It seems that this old goblin is the boss of this goblin nest.

[Species name: None]

[Race: Goblin Shaman)]

[Level: 25 (Level Cap 30)]

[Skills: Breeding Model, God's Blessing, Dark Curse, Command and Call]

[Vitality: 200]

[Attack power: 15]

[Magic value: 90]

[Strike resistance: 50]

[Magic Resistance: 60]

[Equipment: Human bone staff, cursed mask]

A high-level species, the Goblin Shaman, has been born in this goblin lair!

Goblin Shaman is a kind of high-level goblin, a rare goblin with magical abilities. He is often the leader of a small goblin settlement and a magician who is slightly stronger than an iron-level adventurer or even a silver-level adventurer.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"Very good, you are also a strong man. Now I allow you to join us and become a part of us. We can share meat and women together!"

The Goblin Shaman walked up to Lorraine and spoke concisely.

Advanced species like Goblin Shamans already possess intelligence, but their language system is not well developed, so they speak in a very brief and direct manner.

Lorraine also observed just now that except for the goblin captain who just died, this goblin shaman has the highest level. Presumably, these two goblins are the big and second goblin brothers in this nest, right?

Lorraine had heard a saying before that the eldest goblin brother was greedy and cunning, and the second goblin brother was cunning and greedy.

Looking at it now, it is indeed the case.

The goblin captain just now wanted to launch a sneak attack on his beloved second brother.

Fortunately, Lorraine learned the art of controlling thunder from Freya, and used his own method to defeat the enemy, turning the second goblin brother into an electric chicken boy.

This goblin shaman was even more cunning. After seeing his second goblin brother die, he not only wanted to help him take revenge, but also wanted to recruit Lorraine, the enemy who killed his second brother, under his command.

However, this can also reflect the wisdom of the Goblin Shaman, because the goblins cannot check Lorraine's level. In the eyes of the Goblin Shaman, a goblin who can use spells, even if he has not evolved into a goblin shaman like him, his level will definitely not be low, and he definitely has the qualifications to become a goblin shaman.

If his Goblin Lair could have two Goblin Shamans at the same time, its strength would definitely increase rapidly.

Compared to Lorraine's value, the second goblin brother who only knows how to use brute force has no value at all.

"No problem, I'll join you, but you have to make me the second in command of the tribe."

Hearing the words of the Goblin Shaman, Lorraine nodded, as this was exactly his purpose.

First join this goblin nest, and then find an opportunity to kill this cunning goblin shaman, then you can occupy this goblin nest and become the boss yourself.

Besides, how could he possibly share a woman with this treacherous goblin shaman?

The truth that Lorraine believes in is: I eat the meat first, and I enjoy the women alone!

……

"Being the second in command? What are you capable of? You only know a little magic, but you can't be the second in command."

As the Goblin Shaman spoke, he walked to Lorraine's side in a very strange posture, and put his ugly long face covered with black hair close to Lorraine's face with a sly smile on his face.

The more advanced a goblin is, the closer its style of doing things is to that of humans.

Now this Goblin Shaman has begun to feel like an old treacherous minister of the human race.

"I can make bows and arrows, giving you the ability to attack from a distance. This will make hunting or plundering females much easier."

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Chapter 13 The first step to establish a harem in another world! (asking for monthly tickets)

After hearing Lorraine's words, the ordinary goblins watching around looked at each other with surprise on their faces!