Goblin: My descendants are all over the world

Moving to the left, Li Meng sat down on a big rock.

"Xiaobai, keep talking!"

"Master, the World Stone from the Abyss can seal the 'God'. The World Stone is a self-contained space. As long as the God is sealed in it, it will not be able to absorb the life energy of the planet. The God will sleep forever in the World Stone."

"World Stone? Xiaobai, where can I get the World Stone?"

"In ancient times, demons invaded this world many times. Angels once used the World Stone to seal the demons. The World Stone should still be in the human world. As for where it is, you need to find it yourself, Master."

"Why does the master care about the Sea of ​​Death?"

Xiaobai's words made Li Meng look puzzled.

Doesn’t Xiaobai know the dangers of the Sea of ​​Death?

"Isn't the Sea of ​​Death spreading? This must be a huge crisis."

"Master, the Sea of ​​Death appeared before the Dragon God was born. This happened more than 100,000 years ago. Whether the appearance of the Sea of ​​Death is related to the gods is still unknown, but the probability is higher. However, it is true that the gods absorb the life energy of the planet, which makes people think that the Sea of ​​Death is spreading, but whether this is true or not is not known at the moment."

"Although the Sea of ​​Death is spreading, it will probably take tens of thousands of years for it to reach the mainland. Master, you have plenty of time to strengthen your own strength. When you become an invincible powerhouse, it won't be too late to explore the truth of the Sea of ​​Death."

Does this mean that Vanessa has deceived herself again?

Xiaobai's words left Li Meng speechless.

He has always been worried about the existence of the Sea of ​​Death.

Fear that this world will perish in just a thousand years.

In the end, it was just his wishful thinking.

This world is a good one, and even without him, the world will find its own way.

"Vanessa shouldn't lie to herself."

Li Meng believed that Vanessa would never deceive him at that time.

The dark elves must have gotten the wrong information from somewhere.

"Hey, that's great!"

I know the world won't die so easily.

For some reason, Li Meng suddenly felt a lot more relaxed all over.

"I don't know what happened to Vanessa!"

Li Meng thought of Vanessa.

Li Meng still misses the days he spent with Vanessa.

Vanessa is very beautiful, and her enchanting figure makes people drool just thinking about it.

She is also very relaxed in bed.

When love is deep, it can be very crazy.

How could Li Meng not miss such a beauty in bed?

"I must catch her next time I see her."

Li Meng's obscene laughter rang out from the top of the mountain under the moonlight.

It was night, and the night was getting late.

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Principality of Edith.

Eastern border, Troll Mountains.

There is a fortress in the mountains that stretch as far as the eye can see.

The fort was named Garrison Fort.

Fort Garrison is located in the Windward Valley.

Windward Glen is a large canyon that cuts through the Troll Mountains.

It is also the only passage connecting to the southern wilderness within a radius of nearly a thousand kilometers.

At the entrance to Windward Valley stands a massive black stone wall.

The Blackstone Wall connects the mountains on both sides from north to south.

Chapter 206 Garrison Fort

The Black Stone Wall is about 50 meters high, 20 meters wide and about 7 kilometers long.

It was as if a huge black mountain blocked the entrance to Windward Valley.

The garrison fort was built a hundred years ago.

It was originally intended to defend against invasions by monsters and barbarians.

But with the rise of mankind, the garrison fort became a logistics base for the front line.

Deep in the Troll Mountains, there are a large number of outposts in Windward Valley.

Every time a new outpost appears, it means that human territory has expanded a little further.

Looking behind the Black Stone Wall, a city has risen from the ground.

The city covers an area of ​​dozens of square kilometers.

Two-story buildings rise from the ground in the city and are arranged in an orderly manner.

The pure white church is particularly eye-catching in the town.

The huge clock tower is one of the tallest buildings in the town.

Over the past hundred years, the garrison fort has gradually developed into a bustling city.

As a military stronghold, the huge military supplies made the garrison fort a prosperous business.

The large garrison also gave the garrison fort a population of up to 20.

Among them, military dependents account for a small proportion of the population.

Most of the population migrated from other places.

As the only city on the border of the Troll Mountains.

The garrison fort also attracted many adventurers.

The garrison fort is not only a prosperous commercial place, but also a place where major guilds focus on development.

In the morning, Garrison Fort, Earl's Manor.

"Report, report, report!"

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the manor gate.

A messenger soldier hurriedly jumped off his horse.

He held the scroll high and ran towards the manor gate.

The guards outside the gate, wearing blue shirts and armor, did not dare to stop them.

They quickly opened the door.

The messenger ran and shouted.

This attracted the attention of the servants in the manor.

The soldiers had not yet passed through the outer gardens.

The gate of the castle-like building in the manor was wide open.

A middle-aged man in aristocratic robe came out.

"Why are you so alarmed?"

The messenger soldier hurried to the gate and half-knelt on the ground.

"Sir, news has arrived from the frontline sentry tower: an army of 70,000 demons is marching down the Windward Valley!"

"what?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged noble man outside the gate changed his expression slightly.

He hurried forward and snatched the document scroll from the soldier's hand.

He opened the document scroll outside the door and started reading it.

As he watched, the middle-aged man's expression became uglier.

After a while, the middle-aged man put away the document scroll.

"Immediately notify the front-line outposts to withdraw the garrison fort!"

"Yes, Lord Earl!"

The messenger soldier stood up, turned around and hurried away.

Looking at the soldier's departing back, the middle-aged man frowned.

He turned and strode into the manor.

"Damn it, damn it!"

After a while, a man's roar was heard in the manor hall.

The voice was full of anger and helplessness.

Earl Morse, sitting on the sofa, looked worried.

Morse knew better than anyone what war represented.

Ever since the demons occupied the Southern Wasteland, the garrison fort has not had a single day of peace.

Several wars with the demons resulted in heavy casualties in the garrison fort.

Although the principality would send reinforcements to support the garrison fort every time.

But how could the garrison on the front line stay out of it?

In less than ten years, the family's century-long savings were almost exhausted.

If the war continued, Morse didn't know how much longer he could hold out.

It was finally quiet for a few years.

He was preparing for a major military reduction, but he didn't expect the demons to come again.

How could he not be annoyed and angry?

Morse leaned back and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Just then, light footsteps were heard in the hall.

A graceful figure walked towards Morse.

She was wearing a low-cut, aristocratic white and blue dress.

She has long, shiny golden hair that reaches her hips.

The lady who came behind Morse stretched out her delicate hands and placed them on Morse's shoulders, kneading them.

"Honey, what are you thinking about?"

Morse sighed and patted the hand on his shoulder.

"Sandra, the demons are coming out again, they are coming!"

Hearing this, Sandra's beautiful face changed slightly.

The jade hand on her husband's shoulder also trembled.

Sandra sighed and smiled.

"My dear, you and I knew this day would come, so let it come."

Morse held his wife's hand tightly and refused to let go.

There are no weak nobles in the principality.

Only powerful nobles can protect their people.