"Hit the mutated giant python, triggering the Fair Trade skill and obtaining the python's remains."
"Eliminate the carnivorous plant colony..."
"Slay the mutated giant wolf..."
"The barren iron ore mine has been successfully excavated..."
A series of prompts scrolled across the war interface.
Two days after contacting the transdimensional merchant, Jiang Yan divided his goblin army into three groups to begin clearing out the monsters on the island.
It has to be said that the goblins' combat power has once again refreshed our understanding. With the advantage of numbers and the enhancement of the ultimate sublimation skill, apart from the squad he personally commanded, the other two squads suffered considerable losses.
Fortunately, the monsters on the island were not very strong, and after two days, the cleanup was finally completed.
The main goblin force is now continuously transporting resources from various locations to the base and investing them in the transformation altar.
"Soul Crystal +0.1..."
"Soul Crystal +0.5..."
The Soul Crystal reserves continued to rise, eventually stopping at 72 points.
It was much lower than expected.
Jiang Yan walked to the recruitment altar and communicated with the magic circle:
“Recruit 500 goblins.”
As the soul crystals were poured in, countless mysterious inscriptions on the altar flashed one by one. After a blinding light, a full five hundred goblins appeared in the center of the base.
Among them were 455 goblin warriors, 32 slinger goblins, and 13 assassin goblins.
They looked around curiously until they saw Jiang Yan standing in front of them, then hurriedly knelt down and made "hoho" sounds.
At the same time, a barely perceptible yet purely powerful force gradually surrounded Jiang Yan.
By gently touching this invisible force, one can clearly feel countless chaotic thoughts gathered within it.
"I want to look as good as a god!"
"Oh, I hope the gods will grant me a female werewolf!"
"Goblins want big butts!"
“...”
The power of faith... Jiang Yan understood. It was one of the most crucial factors determining the strength of a god. If a god had sufficient power of faith, he would be almost omnipotent.
Unfortunately, he hasn't even completed the lord's advancement yet, let alone reached the realm of gods.
After using the "All Realms" system to preserve the power of faith, Jiang Yan began to upgrade the skills of the newly recruited goblins.
"Ding! Advancement successful, triggering sublimation effect..."
"Ding! Advancement successful, triggering ultimate effect..."
Jiang Yan stopped after using up his 50 daily uses.
Including the goblin who advanced in the last two days, there are now a total of 69 people with the "Fair Trade" skill.
Of these, 21 evolved from the Stone Goblin.
While other types of goblins can also pick up stones to attack, the stone-throwing goblin has the passive skill Precision, which gives it a much higher hit rate and range.
Looking at the lush green "rabble" in the center of the base, Jiang Yan abandoned his pre-battle mobilization plan. He stepped onto the makeshift platform and succinctly stated:
"The evil dragon of the Central Mountains has stolen the treasures of the gods. I will lead you to destroy the evil dragon and divide the endless treasures among yourselves."
Upon hearing this, the goblins below the stage immediately became excited and cheered loudly.
Long live the gods!
......
In the Central Mountains, the former Holy Dragon King of Light, Yaberic, lay on a large open space, enjoying the rare afternoon sun.
This is one of the few times it gets to go outside.
This spacetime is usually frozen, and it only has a chance to awaken from its eternal stillness when chosen ones from other worlds come to take the test.
So, it's very busy right now.
A letter written in dragon script broke through space and flew to my door.
The letter was opened:
"My dearest Aberystwyn, my father has arranged for me to marry an elder of the Earth Dragon Clan, but you know I truly love you. If you are willing to marry me, please reply as soon as possible, and I will have boundless courage to fight for you and wait for you. Otherwise..."
Yaberic immediately opened "Dragon Message," a communication tool exclusively for dragons created by a great and powerful dragon.
"Of course, darling, since I met you, I've lost the ability to love anyone else. I'd love to marry you..."
After carefully reviewing his heartfelt confession, Jacobi clicked send with satisfaction.
A large red exclamation mark appeared.
"Ding, message failed to send. You have been blocked."
Oh no!
Jacobi then realized that the message was from more than a year ago.
Because the Dominator-level assessment is triggered very infrequently, other trial spaces are usually unsealed five or six times, while this one is only unsealed once.
The freeze lasted so long that I missed a reply from one of my dearest... lovers.
He raised his paw to wipe away two drops of dragon tears, but before he could feel sad, another letter crashed down from the sky.
Oh, it's news from that beautiful lady of the Purple Dragon Clan.
The two dragons met through the "Dragon Connect" app's shake function and have been corresponding frequently, getting along very well. So, some time ago, Jacobi asked to meet in person.
The other party said they wanted to see its holographic image first, and swore that they only wanted to know what their loved one looked like, and that they were definitely not a member of the appearance-obsessed group, and would love it no matter how good-looking it was.
Could it be... that lady agreed to meet in person?
A surge of emotion welled up within Jaberlick, and he completely forgot his earlier sorrow, opening the letter:
"I'm sorry, you're too ugly. Let's not contact each other again."
...
...
"No!"
A roar echoed through the mountains, and powerful dragon magic blasted the surrounding rocks to pieces.
It took Jaberlik a while to calm down and look at himself.
Its grayish-white body, with its claws corroded and turned dark black, was indeed a far cry from the handsome dragon that was once pure white and shimmering with a crystal-clear light.
It's all because of those treasures that I've fallen into this ugly state.
But...
Jaberlik looked at his treasure vault, which was filled with glittering gold treasures that exuded a captivating aura.
How could a female dragon compare to them!
Yaberic greedily inhaled the scent of wealth, and it took him a long time to come to his senses before carefully placing the treasure vault, protected by 108 dragon language spells, back into his internal space.
It felt its mood instantly improve, and a flood of sweet nothings welled up in its mind, urgently needing to be expressed.
Whom should I favor...?
Yaberlik reopened "Dragon Message" and checked the notes of his online friends.
"Backup number 3, Feathered Dragon Clan, 3781 years old, girlish voice, beautiful scales."
"Backup number 5, White Dragon Clan, 2672 years old, gullible."
"Goddess No. 11, Black Dragon Clan, age, rich."
Hmm, she's the one!
Yaberlik's eyes lit up.
That's right, a regular mother dragon only slows down the speed at which she collects treasures, but a rich dragon doesn't; she gives me even more treasures!
Immediately, I opened the communication and began editing:
"My dearest, today is the day I woke up. During those 15 months, 456.25 days, and 39.42 million seconds that I was frozen in time, I thought of you every single moment..."
Just as Jacobi was writing furiously, his thoughts flowed freely, he suddenly felt as if he had been bitten on the head by a mosquito.
It dinged again.
It kept nibbling at me...
"Damn it, what is that?!"
Yaberic angrily raised his head and saw several weak goblins, like ants, vigorously throwing stones at him from outside the barrier not far away.
It was stunned for a moment.
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