Goblin: My descendants are all over the world

A hint of worry flashed in Margarita's eyes.

How big will the baby in the belly grow in two years?

Can it really be born?

"Don't be afraid. Goblins' fertile nature will never disappear."

Li Meng seemed to guess Margarita's worries.

He patted her waist to comfort her.

Margarita blushed slightly.

She raised her head and looked at the king's handsome face tenderly.

Although the king is the terrifying Goblin King.

But sometimes the unintentional tenderness can be so fascinating.

Chapter 369: Battle in the Dark

"My king, can you kiss me?"

Li Meng grinned and responded to Margarita.

He lowered his head and kissed Margarita's red lips.

This scene was secretly seen by the daughters who were pretending to be asleep on the bed.

Leah, Lina, and Lisa blushed slightly.

They didn't expect their mother to be so bold in bed.

Time passed by little by little and the night gradually deepened.

Meanwhile, in the western part of the Goblin Forest.

Deep in the forest there is a goblin tribe.

The Goblin Tribe is very close to the Misty Mountains.

Looking to the west in the moonlight, you can see a vast expanse of white mountains.

That night, the goblin tribe was very quiet under the moonlight.

Looking at the wooden wall of the village, you can see some patrolling figures.

The goblin tribe was quiet not because the goblins were all fast asleep.

Instead, most of the goblins were out hunting.

Goblins prefer hunting at night rather than during the day.

Hunting is easier because of the cover of darkness.

"I heard that the boss went to the Throne Tribe again. I want to go too."

"What are you talking about? Talk about me!"

"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot."

"I haven't been there yet. You can go when you become the leader of the tribe."

"How long will that take? I'm the eldest Goblin now."

Two goblins were whispering on the wooden wall.

Staying in the tribe is the most boring thing.

If given a choice, no goblin would be willing to stay in the tribe.

Only hunting teams can enjoy the freshest and most delicious food.

"Did you smell it?"

A goblin suddenly twitched his nose.

Seems to smell something.

"What do you smell?"

"It smells like the urine of the ratmen."

The smell of rat-man's urine?

Another goblin also sniffed.

"Hmm, it's the smell of rat-men's urine. It must have drifted over here on the downwind."

"If they lie down, they'll look like giant gophers."

"Not really. They're much uglier than gophers."

"That's true, haha. Skaven are uglier than us goblins."

“Are we ugly?”

"I don't know, but I don't like a lot of goblins."

"Displeasing the eyes probably has nothing to do with being ugly."

"So do you think the boss is handsome?"

"handsome!"

"I think a goblin's handsomeness is related to his strength."

"Nonsense, let's talk about the rat people."

"What happened to the ratmen?"

"It must be very strange to be able to smell the scent of ratmen here."

The goblin's words made the surrounding goblins look over.

"What's wrong?"

A goblin asked in confusion.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Can't we always smell the scent of the ratmen?"

"That was when we encountered them outside in the forest. They never came close to the tribe."

"Are there any ratmen nearby?"

"I can't see it, but the smell is getting stronger."

"How about lighting a fire?"

"No, the flames are too bright and will affect our vision."

"Could it be that the ratmen are in the forest outside?"

“I didn’t see it!”

"I didn't see it either."

"I see them, there they are!"

A goblin on the wooden wall watchtower suddenly pointed at the forest in the west and screamed.

"Where, where?"

All the goblins on the wooden wall looked in the direction of the sound.

Upon closer inspection, they indeed discovered traces of the ratmen.

There were some dark shadows moving at the edge of the forest in the west.

Because the distance was a bit far, I couldn't see clearly what it was.

"Shoot a rocket and see!"

A goblin warrior heard the noise here.

It hurriedly climbed up a watchtower.

The goblin on the watchtower quickly turned the capstan and loaded the bow with an arrow.

After a while, a "whoosh" sound was heard from the watchtower.

A burning rocket screamed out and flew towards the forest in the north.

The rocket drew a perfect arc in the sky and landed steadily on the ground at the edge of the forest.

The burning tail slightly dispelled the surrounding darkness.

The group of dark shadows at the edge of the forest also appeared in the goblin's eyes.

Just at the edge of the forest stood a dense group of figures.

They wore simple iron armor and carried long-handled machetes.

In the reflection of the firelight, bloodshot appeared in his pupils.

"It's the rat people, so many rat people!"

"Blow the horn immediately and light the beacon!"

This scene made the goblin on the wooden wall change his expression.

Many goblins were running along the wooden wall in panic.

"Woo!"

Soon, the sound of urgent horns rang out from the tribe.

Beacons on important watchtowers were also lit.

It looks like a big fireball in the night sky and can be seen from far away.

Just as the beacon fire was lit, there was movement in the forest to the north.

A rat man in a gray robe walked out of the forest.

It stopped on the wasteland outside the forest, holding a wooden stick in its hand.

It raised its staff and pointed forward.

"Squeak!"

A "squeaking" roaring sound came from the mouth.

The roar made the ratmen soldiers behind him move in response.

A large group of ratmen soldiers rushed out of the forest.

For a moment, there were the sounds of footsteps and figures moving around.

Thousands of ratmen troops poured out of the forest like a tide.

They rushed out of the forest with a squeak and a roar.

There are more than just armored soldiers in the dark army of ratmen.

There were also figures wearing grey robes and holding wooden staffs.

They raised their staffs high and waved them, chanting softly.

In the darkness, green flames flickered.

Green fireballs the size of footballs rose from the rat army and rushed towards the wooden wall.

The green fireball flew across hundreds of meters and hit the wooden wall accurately.

"boom!"

All I heard was a series of explosions like the whistling of wind.

There were dense explosions on the wooden wall to the north of the tribe.

Green flame mushroom clouds rose up.

The burst of flames mixed with the shock wave tore through a large section of the wooden wall.

The surrounding wooden walls were ignited by the green flames and began to burn fiercely.