Tara Plain, hobgoblin kingdom.

The battlefield was littered with goblin corpses, dismembered limbs scattered everywhere, and the thick blood staining the ground green.

At this moment, only a few goblins remained, on the brink of total annihilation, yet they continued their relentless assault, showing no fear of death.

Most of these goblins were at the Standard level, offering little experience points. Throughout the night, the six Race Kings and the sibling duo had been killing enemies, but only Arthas and the siblings had leveled up to lv2. The other Race Kings remained at lv1 Monarch level.

The hobgoblins, unlike the undead, had both their shamans and regular hobgoblins fighting, resulting in some losses, though not significant.

From the goblins’ behavior, it was clear they couldn’t kill the undead and were merely throwing their lives away. In contrast, the goblins attacking the hobgoblins were well-equipped, using both technology and magic, aiming to kill as many hobgoblins as possible.

Thus, the undead faced less pressure compared to the hobgoblins.

“It looks like the battle is coming to an end,” Xiao Mu murmured, gazing at the hobgoblin royal city in the distance. The goblins were nearly wiped out.

Around the undead fortress, goblin corpses had piled up into small hills, emitting a foul stench. Bone dragons were spewing flames, burning the goblin bodies.

With the fall of the last goblin, the battlefield fell silent, leaving only the hobgoblins and undead facing each other.

But neither side attacked immediately, as the matter with the goblins wasn’t over yet—Thalor hadn’t reappeared.

A few minutes later, Thalor, no longer receiving notifications of goblin deaths, confirmed that all the goblins were dead.

A teleportation array lit up again, this time in another cave entrance, likely a contingency plan he had left behind.

Seconds later, Thalor emerged, rolling up his shirt sleeves and adjusting his loosened tie, exuding confidence. Behind him were the giant centipede and five Monarch-level goblins—his final forces.

Xiao Mu, watching from the fortress, saw no changes in Thalor and wondered where his confidence came from.

Seeing Thalor reappear without goblin cover, the remaining Monarch-level hobgoblins quickly launched an attack on him.

From the walls of the hobgoblin royal city, the hobgoblin king watched the battlefield. The suicidal charge of nearly ten thousand goblins had drawn its attention, something it had never seen before and wanted to investigate.

Thalor, seemingly anticipating this, remained unflustered.

The centipede and the Monarch-level goblins fought together, holding off nearly half of the Monarch-level hobgoblins. Thalor himself unleashed a powerful aura, single-handedly facing dozens of hobgoblin shamans.

Countless purple rings appeared, swirling around him. Purple and green energy surged from his body, and his seemingly slow punches landed precisely on each hobgoblin shaman.

The struck hobgoblins were sent flying, their shamanic barriers offering no protection.

In no time, Thalor had knocked out five or six hobgoblin shamans with single punches, appearing incredibly strong.

The defeated hobgoblin shamans were all lv1, while the remaining higher-level shamans could barely hold their ground against Thalor.

From a distance, Xiao Mu saw that even these remaining shamans were no match for Thalor and would eventually be defeated.

“How did he get so much stronger?” Xiao Hui was shocked. How powerful must one be to single-handedly defeat so many Monarch-level hobgoblins?

“What should we do? Just watch?”

“Judging by Thalor’s displayed strength, he shouldn’t be stronger than the hobgoblin king. The hobgoblin king won’t stand by and watch his shamans get killed. He’ll intervene, and when they both exhaust their Mana Points, we’ll strike,” Xiao Mu analyzed.

Suddenly, Xiao Mu considered a startling possibility.

“Wait, if his troops are resistant to shamanic magic, he must have their abilities too. So, he might be resistant to hobgoblin shamanic magic. Given his confidence, the hobgoblin king might not be his match. If he can control hobgoblins like he did goblins, we could face a suicidal charge from the entire hobgoblin race.”

“That’s very likely. It might be why he’s confident enough to attack the hobgoblin kingdom,” Arthas agreed with Xiao Mu’s speculation.

“Then we can’t just sit here. Doing nothing plays into his hands. We should take the initiative,” Xiao Hui realized.

“Finally, you had a smart idea,” Xiao Mu praised.

“I’ve always been smart!” Xiao Hui retorted, though Xiao Mu wasn’t really listening.

Under Xiao Mu’s temporary command, all Monarch-level undead, except the giant skeleton creature, flew out of the fortress, heading towards the battle between Thalor and the hobgoblins.

Their goal was clear: kill Thalor first, then attack the hobgoblins.

The hobgoblin king on the wall was puzzled. This man was the strongest extraterrestrial visitor it had ever seen, already at lv4 Monarch level. It couldn’t understand how an extraterrestrial visitor could grow so strong overnight.

Extraterrestrial visitors were indeed mysterious. If the hobgoblins had this ability, they would have become a dominant force on Eldoria long ago, instead of hiding here.

Seeing that the hobgoblin shamans couldn’t defeat Thalor, the hobgoblin king wouldn’t let his subordinates be killed.

Just as the hobgoblin king was about to intervene, he saw the undead attacking Thalor. Their goal was clear, so the hobgoblin king decided to wait and see.

Whoever won, they would exhaust their Mana Points, and that would be the best time for the hobgoblin king to strike.

Thalor, seeing the undead and the sibling duo charging at him, felt a change in his expression.

Even at lv4 Monarch level, he couldn’t face both the hobgoblins and undead simultaneously.

Thalor glared at the siblings with anger.

“I advise you to stay out of this!”

Thalor hadn’t expected the siblings to bring the undead into the fray. From a rational perspective, staying neutral would maximize their benefits.

Xiao Mu and Xiao Hui ignored Thalor, attacking from both sides with light and dark elemental strikes.

Thalor immediately blocked, but the surrounding undead and hobgoblin shamans also converged on him.

Xiao Mu’s guess was correct—Thalor had significant resistance to hobgoblin shamanic magic but not to the undead.

In an instant, Thalor’s green and purple shield shattered, and he was knocked to the ground by the combined assault of the Monarch-level beings.

The hobgoblin shamans and undead, in a rare moment of cooperation, refrained from attacking each other and focused solely on Thalor and his minions.

“You are just a bunch of low-level undead. How can you hope to defeat the hobgoblin kingdom? Why not join forces with me? Together, we can take down the hobgoblin kingdom, and you can have the lion’s share of the spoils!” Thalor stood up, wiping the blood from his mouth, trying to persuade the undead to ally with him.

He didn’t want his plans to fail at the last moment due to the undead’s interference. Taking down the hobgoblin kingdom had seemed like a sure thing, but these undead were complicating matters.

“Do you think we’re fools?” Xiao Mu retorted, implying that their confidence in attacking the hobgoblin kingdom meant they had the strength to take it down.

To Xiao Mu, Thalor was an unstable factor, and allying with him was too risky.

“So, there’s no room for negotiation?” Thalor’s face turned cold. It seemed he would have to use his trump card sooner than planned.

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