Goblin Kingdom.

Southern seas.

Kozan Island, Thorntooth City.

City Lord's Mansion, Conference Room.

"Lord of the city, the magic-powered mech sent by District 52 is expected to arrive here in three sun hours."

At this moment, an elderly goblin with wrinkled, green skin and white hair, yet meticulous in every detail, appeared.

He was standing by the conference table, giving a detailed report to the middle-aged goblin who was seated at the head of the table.

The middle-aged goblin in the main seat was dressed in magnificent aristocratic attire. A pair of small, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose, and his face was weathered and melancholic.

It was Gazlowe Viviel, the current lord of Thorntooth City.

After listening to the report, Gazlowe got up from his seat and went to the window of the conference room.

His deep gaze swept over the azure sea beyond the island.

And...the fiery red halo that had been there for so long in the sky.

At this moment, the halo had gradually lost its color, leaving only a void black hole, coldly watching over the world.

"Truly...a time of great turmoil."

After staring at the black hole in the sky for a while, Gazlowe turned his head and looked at the virtual screen above Thorntooth City, where the Civilization Conquest Tournament was being broadcast live.

"God of Steam, please bless your devout followers so that they may overcome this difficult time."

That's right, there's also a player from Thorn City. And he's still alive today.

This athlete is none other than Gazlowe's son... Halilute Vivier!

As the youngest master engineer in the Goblin Kingdom, a master materials scholar, and a bomb expert.

Halilute Vivier readily accepted the seeded player designation card.

They entered the competition carrying the expectations of the goblin race.

Unfortunately, although Halilite had prepared a lot of equipment, such as the Goblin Ripper, Steam Rocket, Steam Tank, and Magic Wave Cannon, etc.

However, upon entering the competition, as a contestant from the Steam Civilization, Halilute was only allowed to carry one large piece of equipment.

Unfortunately, in the end, Halilute only brought the most well-rounded magic mech.

Unexpectedly, the first match took place in an unfamiliar dimension.

The athletes from different ethnic groups are separated by thousands of miles and have virtually no chance to meet.

The magic-powered mech, while equipped with a magic-powered furnace, can fly briefly.

However, the components it loads are not capable of long-distance flight at all.

Unable to provide support, Halilute could only watch helplessly as his teammates died one by one.

At this moment, Gazlowe watched his son, who was piloting a magic-powered mech and working hard to mine deep underground on the planet Sahar, on the live stream, and silently encouraged him.

Go for it, kid!! The goblin race's hope for survival rests on your shoulders.

That's right, now only five goblin players remain in the competition.

From entering the competition at number 103, to now at number 5, one can imagine how devastating this is for the goblin race.

The debate over whether to surrender or fight to the end has long been the most heated topic in the goblin kingdom.

Of course, no matter how much discussion there is, it cannot affect the players on the field.

Civilized voting will only begin if more than half of the contestants surrender.

If the players don't surrender, then arguing won't make a difference.

The survival and destruction of the goblin race still rests in the hands of the five contestants.

Gazlowe's hope, however, lay in his son.

He knew that his son was choosing the safest approach, trying to hold out until the end of the game.

That means using local materials to build underground steel shelters! After all, there is hope only if you survive.

Just as Gazlowe was looking at his son's hard work in the mines with a heart full of heartache.

Suddenly, the butler's slightly panicked voice rang out.

"Lord of the City, quick, look at the sky! Something is coming out of the black hole in the sky!"

Upon hearing this, Gazlowe was startled and quickly turned to look at the sky above the sea.

At that moment, Gazlowe clearly saw three black dots slowly drifting out from the black hole in the sky.

Gazlowe quickly pulled out his binoculars.

Through the telescope, Gazlowe finally saw the shape of the three black dots.

Those were... three steel flying machines of different shapes!!!

Furthermore, it appears to be far more sophisticated than goblin airships and steam helicopters.

Seeing the three aircraft flying away at high speed in three different directions, one of them was heading towards Jingchi City.

Gazlowe knew with absolute certainty that the newcomer was up to no good. What else could this kind of entrance be but an alien demon?

"Dispatch the city guards' goblin helicopter squadron and prepare for battle," Gazlowe said solemnly.

Since the magic-powered mechs sent by District 52 haven't arrived yet, we can only use our own troops to test the waters first.

I hope I'm wrong. What if... they were just passing by and asking for directions?

....……………….

[Crimson: The green light is coming! Quick, grab it!!!]

"I want to be fast too!!!"

Listening to the passionate shouts in deep red, and watching the green light rapidly emerging from the city center.

Li Qingyu, who was frantically picking up money from the ground, was so engrossed in picking up beads that his tongue was practically flying off the ground. He stuffed his mouth full of them.

Crimson has already given such an urgent warning.

Li Qingyu knew that his chance to make money was about to end.

Sure enough... the moment that green light covered Li Qingyu.

Li Qingyu's eyes lit up with green.

When he came to his senses, he was already holding a large handful of soul beads, standing in the rice paddy he had been standing in before.

Not only that, the flames in front of him had also gone out.

Even amidst the rice paddies, he was still enveloped by a green light that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Each blade of green grass is bathed in green light.

It grows rapidly from the area that has just been ignited.