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The teenagers who were left in silence, Weston looked at them and was about to say, "We are also going to run..."

Suddenly, loud cheers came from the cave.

"Great, a mutated monster has appeared."

"Captain, this is your time to show your strength."

"Haha, what the head of the group said to push one level really makes sense, just to draw out mutant goblins, right? You are so wise!"

A group of eyes full of admiration and anticipation looked at Weston.

"Head of the regiment, let's go quickly, we can't be preempted by the rescue soldiers that the uncle moved in!"

"..."

Chapter 12 Mutant Goblins

Almost pushed by the overzealous hot-blooded teenagers, Weston was forced to walk deep down the second floor.

In the dim cave, Weston's face was as black as charcoal, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Everyone didn't care, they just stared at him, as if they were about to witness the magnificent scene of a senior man hanging and beating the lord.

"I can't run now..." Weston looked at the teenagers who were already crowded behind him.

Do these guys really understand the concept of a lord?

Even if it is a mutant, it is not something that the so-called 'senior' can defeat.

Unless you cross the level, there may be some hope for upgrading to Lv2.

"Boss, this is a piece of cake for you, right?" Luca looked a little worried.

"Hehehe..." Weston laughed dryly.

If I can escape this time, I will never team up with the hot-blooded boy again.

He swears!

Walking down the long stairs, I also encountered a lot of demonized pigs along the way, but some of them were just walking alone, and they were crushed to death with almost no effort in front of the team.

Weston kept his physical strength and did not take action. Others looked at his old-fashioned appearance and confirmed that it was the self-confidence of the senior.

Finally, after crossing the pitch-black cave, they came to an open area emitting purple light.

A three-meter tall green-skinned monster with long ears covered in purple runes appeared in front of them.

"Quack quack!" In the center of the basin, the monster let out a huge roar.

"It's a goblin I've never seen before!"

"Could it be the Goblin Emperor?"

The breath released from its body oppressed the atmosphere, and even though it was a windless area, a gust of wind swept through it.

As soon as he entered here, Weston felt that even breathing became difficult.

Looking at the group of hot-blooded teenagers behind them, they all looked the same.

"It's so strong, and ordinary mutant monsters are only upgraded by two levels, but this mutant goblin far exceeds what is recorded, it is already Lv2!"

"Don't hold your breath now, it's better to use your body to adapt to him." Resisting the discomfort, Weston said to the group of hot-blooded bastards.

Now recognize the reality, no one dares to shout 'hang and beat', right?

"Why is this mutant goblin not moving?" In the crowd, the silver-haired boy was rarely puzzled.

Why did Bell follow?

"Look, there are people over there." Luca pointed behind the Goblin Emperor, and saw four miserable adventurers gathered together, and beside them, there were corpses and broken arms.

There may have been a battle here.

Weston was equally bewildered by Bell's question.

Lord monsters and mutant monsters represent destructive power, and it is impossible to see adventurers playing games with eyes.

"That?" Weston observed the four adventurers and quickly discovered the reason.

If you look at the terrain carefully, you can see that there is a circle of magic words on the ground around the Goblin Emperor, which imprisons him and cannot let him escape from it.

And the only four adventurers left in the field, a blue-haired magician holding a sheepskin scroll, the corner of the scroll is turning to ashes with the wind.

Every time the Goblin Emperor roared and tried to break free, the scroll burned a little faster.

"Wait, are you the rescuer that Chapp moved in? I'm Ned from the Ganesha family, please help, we can't support it anymore." The giant man wearing an elephant-head mask saw Weston lead The group of people screamed in surprise.

"Ned, they're not rescuers. Look closely, they're just a bunch of brats!"

"what!?"

Ned looked carefully, and indeed found that there were almost all ignorant and immature faces in the scene. Although there was a young man with black hair, he seemed to be very weak.

"This is really..." Ned showed a despairing wry smile.

Weston's expression was uncertain.

Now is the best chance to escape, but looking at the group of youngsters around me who were photographed with the power of the Goblin Emperor, they were already frightened. able to escape.