Just now, the [Red Flame Missile] exploded at close range, shattering its shield once again, and even the crown on its head was blown away to an unknown place.

Although the Goblin King was in a miserable state, he was still stronger than Anno.

Seeing Anno's look, the Goblin King laughed loudly, then waved his wand, ready to use [Fireball] to kill Anno.

But just as the staff was swung, a creepy scream suddenly came from the air. The Goblin King was only controlled by [Broken Scream] for a few tenths of a second, but the initial magic had been interrupted.

The next moment, the harpy swooped down from the sky and grabbed the Goblin King with its sharp claws.

The Goblin King no longer had enough magic power to hold up the shield, and could only release [Fireball] at the Harpy.

Bang bang bang!

The harpy was hit by the fireball and let out a wail, but it still swooped down.

Phew.

The sharp claws pierced into the Goblin King's throat, and then it was torn apart completely.

When the Goblin King's head rolled to Anno's side, a yellow soul rose from the corpse and merged into Anno's body.

[Obtain Goblin Soul (Yellow) x 1, Experience +500! ]

"As the level increases, the experience gained will also increase significantly!"

An Nuo's mouth cracked into a smile.

In this case, the 10,000 experience points required for upgrading are not a lot!

After obtaining a yellow quality soul, Annuo summoned a level 11 goblin immediately.

After sacrificing the goblin's entire head and left claw, Annuo's consciousness once again came to a familiar place - the land of nothingness.

The same situation occurred when the green-level soul was sacrificed for the first time.

An Nuo was mentally prepared.

Click!

A crack suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and then a strand of colorful ribbon flew out and floated into Annuo's body.

Then Annuo's consciousness withdrew from the land of nothingness.

“It’s the same as before!”

An Nuo complained and quickly took a look at the changes in his information panel.

I remember that last time I got [Divine Inspiration] from the God of Summoning, I evolved [Devour] into [World Devourer Reincarnation].

But this time, except for the magic limit of Anno increasing from 3000 to 5000, and the summoner skills being able to be upgraded, there were no other changes on the panel.

However, after the colorful ribbons in his body rushed into his mind and dissipated, Annuo suddenly found that there was all the information about a formation in his mind.

The formation is called the God-Controlling Formation, and it is a defensive formation.

The name sounds impressive, but in fact the defense is related to the materials used to make the formation.

However, the lowest level of divine defense formations are all yellow-level formations, which can withstand 99 percent of yellow-level attacks.

This means that it is almost impossible to break through the God-Defending Formation if your level is below 15!

According to the extra information in my mind, the highest level of divine protection formation really has the ability to resist attacks from gods.

"I was just planning to cover the church, and you gave me this formation. What a coincidence!"

Annuo smacked his lips and looked at the level 11 Goblin King in front of him.

He can no longer be called a king.

In order to distinguish him from the previous Goblin Priest, the current Goblin King can only be called the Goblin High Priest!

Its panel remains unchanged from when it was first released.

The effect of [Flame Tongues Dancing] is indeed similar to what Annuo imagined.

After the fireball is formed, it cannot move, but it can continuously absorb fire elements from the surrounding area and then spit out tongues of fire.

The caster can manipulate tongues of fire to attack the enemy.

Except for the 1,000 magic points required to condense the fireball at the beginning, the maintenance of the fireball consumes almost no magic points, just one point per second!

Manipulating the flames consumes a small amount of magic power, and the attack range is within fifty meters.

To learn this skill, you need to consume fifty yellow-level souls.

"I'd better deal with the matter at hand first!"

Anno controlled the level 11 Goblin High Priest and walked towards the monsters and adventurers who were still fighting.

In the absence of Anno, the overall strength of the adventurers is still a bit weak.

Faced with dozens of elite goblins, the adventurers have been at a disadvantage and have now retreated back to the church.

In the end, it was only after Xue Feibai and a few others broke out and used their innate skills that they were able to barely hold on.

But this can't delay it for long.

There were too many injured people, and even if they were only treating the seriously injured, Liu Rongrong and Ning Wen were a little overwhelmed.

But no one asked Annuo for help.

Everyone is working hard to buy time for Annuo to kill the Goblin King.

Yes, everyone believes one thing.

That is, since Annuo proposed to kill the Goblin King, he will definitely be able to kill him!

Annuo already knew the situation here through Liz who stayed behind.

So after he summoned the Goblin High Priest, he just sensed the changes in himself, and then let the Goblin High Priest rush out to support.

The adventurer who was defending the church suddenly discovered the Goblin King behind the monster.

Many people looked gloomy, thinking that Annuo had failed.

It was even possible that Anno had already been sacrificed - the monsters' attack was too fierce, and apart from hearing the explosions coming from the woods a hundred meters away, everyone had no energy to observe Anno's battle situation.

"President... failed?"

When Mark saw the Goblin King raising the staff in his hand, he felt a little bitter.

Mark was actually quite happy during his time at the Adventurer's Guild, especially since he made friends like Hansen.

Moreover, Mark and Anno knew each other before they became famous.

Mark has great admiration for Anno.

Mark has never seen anyone other than An Nuo, who has grown to this point in such a short period of time.

"Hansen, it looks like it will be hard for us to get out this time!" Mark shouted to Hansen, who was fighting with an arrow stuck in his right shoulder and a bloody face.

"Hahaha, if we don't fight this battle now, we'll have to fight it again when they attack Valkham later!"

Hansen chopped the goblin in front of him away with his sword, then rushed forward and chopped off the head of the goblin who was trying to get up, laughing wildly, "I've made enough money!"

Hansen's words restored the fighting spirit of the adventurers around him who were feeling a little depressed.

"Yes, the battle will have to be fought sooner or later!"

“We’ve earned it!”

"I wonder if this time, our achievements can earn us the title of hero."

"Hahaha... Ever since I followed the president in here, I've always felt like a hero in my heart!"

"A few have already gone. I'll try to kill a few more and continue in hell..."

"Why are you talking so tragically?"

After Liz whipped a ratman to death with her whip, she said to the adventurers in confusion, "The master has won, and support will be coming soon!"

"support?"

The adventurers looked at the Goblin King casting magic behind the monsters, their heads full of question marks.

The Goblin King, who was summoned by Anno, the Goblin High Priest, had already released the [Red Flame Missile].

The monsters were cheering when they saw the Goblin King, but the next moment, missiles fell on their heads.

Looking at the monsters fleeing in all directions after being blown up outside, Hansen pinched his thigh.

"It hurts, it's not an illusion. It's really support!"