Global Demon King: Choose the Abyss Dragon at the start

South of the Dark Valley.

About a hundred miles.

There is a goblin tribe.

Although there are quite a few Goblins in the Chaos Forest.

However, settlements are generally predominantly small villages with a few hundred people.

Small and inconspicuous targets, they are flexible in their migration even when threatened, and large goblin settlements are extremely rare.

But.

this tribe.

There were three or four thousand people.

It is against common sense for a race at the bottom of the ecological chain to make the scale of the settlement so large, but not afraid of being plundered by other races.

Why?

Of course, there are.

The survival of this goblin tribe is very simple.

They built their tribe around an ancient ruin, and with all their power, they supported an ancient demonic beast that lived in the ruins.

Once a month.

Whenever the festival day comes, the goblin tribe will take out the collected resources and food to worship this ancient monster, if the monster is not full, it will directly devour the goblins present.

There are as few as a dozen, as many as dozens, or even hundreds.

Although the goblin tribe lived in tension and fear, it was precisely because of the worship of this ancient monster that the tribe was protected from foreign invasion, and more and more goblins came to join it.

this day.

A secret stronghold.

"Are all the people here?".

"Don't worry, fifteen people, one is not less!".

This goblin tribe, of course, has players, there are no more, no less, exactly fifteen, and they are plotting to do something big.

"Good!".

"Half a month to prepare!".

"Whether we succeed or not is up to us!".

The fifteen Goblin Warriors have a very simple task - they have to kill the monsters that have been enshrined by the tribe!

Why?

The reason is simple.

Although the tribe has fifteen goblin warriors, these goblin warriors have a mediocre status in the tribe, and they have no way to control the tribe quickly.

Can't control this tribe.

They would not be able to dominate the warriors of this tribe to form troops.

If you don't have a sufficient number of troops, it's almost impossible to have the ability to crusade against the Demon King with fifteen Goblin Warriors!

Therefore, fifteen people are lying on the salary and taste the guts.

For most of the month, he worked hard to fight monsters and cultivate.

Almost all of them have reached the first-order elite level now.

It is speculated that Warcraft is a first-order lord or a second-order elite.

Although very powerful, this beast, most of the time, it is asleep, and it is not wary of the goblins that have supported it for years.

In the case of a sneak attack.

There is hope that it will be killed!

As long as they kill this demonic beast, their prestige in the tribe will be greatly increased, and they can take advantage of the situation to launch a rebellion and remove the current chieftain from power directly.

In this way, the entire tribe is under control.

Although the goblins are a little worse, there are enough of them to deal with some weak demon kings!

"Action!".

Fifteen warriors avoided the other goblins in the early morning and crept into the forbidden ruins among the tribes, where they came to an ancient and dilapidated tower.

This is it!

Warcraft sleeps in the tower!

It is said that this giant tower was once a biological laboratory, and this magical beast was incubated by ancient mages in the laboratory through magical transformation!

The leader of the Goblin Warriors whispered, "We took up potions to remove the smell from our bodies, and now that it is sleeping deeply, it will definitely not find us!".

"Go in now, find it, kill it!".

"Although this guy is not a demon king, such a powerful demonic beast is estimated to be able to contribute some cultivation points, and whether we can develop depends on this time!".

However.

Not waiting for action.

Goblins are horrified to find.

The ground beneath his feet began to shake.

"What's going on?".

"How did it wake up!".

"It shouldn't be ...... Oh no, it's coming!".

An incomparably powerful aura struck, and a huge monster emerged from this giant tower.

A giant python!

The python was fifty or sixty meters long, covered in thick snake scales, with a large mouth full of teeth, and a sharp horn on the top of its head.

Goblin Warriors were stupefied.

This is the first time to really face this monster.

They realized that they had made a huge mistake.

This guy is not a first-order lord or a second-order elite at all, judging from its aura, it is clear that it has reached the strength of a second-order lord!

In other words.

It was impossible to win from the start!

Even if you take advantage of the python's slumber to sneak attack!

Monty Python apparently spotted a dozen sneaky, ill-intentioned Goblin Warriors, but for some reason, it didn't even look at it.

The terrifying python followed the giant tower to the top.

It lifted a giant and raised it to the sky in an attacking stance, its eyes full of vigilance and fighting intent, as if sensing some great threat.

"Look!".

"Something in the sky!".

"What's flying there?".

"This ...... It looks like a dragon!".

A majestic dark gold dragon, tearing through the clouds from a height of thousands of meters, swooped down, and was heading here.

"Hahaha!".

"So lucky!".

"This guy didn't wake up because of us!".

"It's purely sensing a strong enemy invasion, as long as we wait for them to fight, we can take the opportunity to escape!".

The Goblin Warriors were glad.

Both creatures are so terrifying, so powerful.

After they are attracted to each other, how can they possibly pay attention to a group of almost inconsequential goblins?

The next second!

A huge dragon flame pillar smashed down!

Instantly flooded the area where the Goblin Warriors were!

These Goblin Warriors, who were rejoicing a second ago, were all burned to charred ashes in the flames of death.