Wizard: I am a goblin

Chapter 64: Sex indiscriminately

Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos!

In the thick fog, the shadows of the trees flickered. Forget about east, west, south, or north; if you were to trip and fall, you would be spinning around and wouldn't be able to tell where the sky was or where the ground was.

"Gebu's there! Kill him!"

"My intestines! My intestines are spilling out!"

"Magnubii! Save me!"

The voices of goblins rose and fell in the mist, cursing, screaming, and howling, mixed with the horrific sounds of metal scraping and flesh tearing—the air was thick with the smell of blood and charcoal, making it hard to breathe.

Gebu scurried along the ground like a green mouse, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

A goblin, in a panic, retreated through the fog—and bumped right into Geb.

Lin turned around as if he had been electrocuted, brandishing a short sword in front of him.

"We're on the same side!" Gebu shouted immediately.

The goblin was stunned for a moment. Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Geb raised his hand and fired a fire arrow, hitting the goblin in the face!

The goblin's face was instantly blasted off, its head bursting into flames. It clutched its face in agony and retreated, disappearing into the mist.

Bang! Body against body! The burning goblin collided with something.

"It's Gebu! Stab him to death!"

puff!puff!puff!

The sound of the knife piercing the flesh was clearly audible.

The goblin became fierce, screamed, fell down, and ran away.

Gebu guessed the direction from which the sound came and fired a series of fire arrows in that direction—several wails echoed from within the mist.

The burning goblins seemed to trigger a chain reaction: the more they burned, the more they ran, and the more they ran, the more they burned; they jostled each other, collided, and killed one another.

The instigator of it all, Gebu, had long since moved to a different location. He used the fog to roam around, looking for opportunities to launch sneak attacks—it was easy to distinguish friend from foe: those in red were his own people, and all other colors were met with fire arrows!

"Snap! Whoosh!"

In the distance came the sounds of shattering glass and rising flames. A moment later, flying embers drifted into the clouds, scattered like stars, rising with the heat.

It seems the "Gubutov Cocktail" came in handy.

The effect of the Cloud Spell lasts for ten minutes—not enough for Geb to deal with all the goblins, but enough to burn the entire camp to the ground.

Old shaman, if you don't come soon, after this battle, regardless of who wins or loses, your precious camp will be completely destroyed.

Gebu squinted at the distance beyond the clouds—he couldn't make out where the old shaman was, but at the top of the mist... he could vaguely see a dazzling warm light.

In that warm light, a tall figure could be seen faintly.

Gebu subconsciously touched the two scrolls and a bottle of potion hidden at his waist, then tightened the opening of his dimensional bag...

coming?

The dimensional bag seemed to move slightly.

Geb patted the bag.

"Don't rush, just bear with it a little longer!"

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Two goblins, painted entirely in red, stood back to back in the mist, providing cover for each other, moving back and forth in perfect unison.

"Good bro, let's go all out today!"

"We live together, we die together!"

The two goblins exchanged a smile, back to back, and in the midst of their busy activity, each pulled out a hand, clenched it under their bodies, and then quickly pulled it back to grip their spears, as if afraid of being discovered in their little act.

Amidst the palpable bromance, a goblin charged towards the duo! They raised their spears, bracing themselves for battle…

"Come on!" "Go!"

The goblin showed no intention of fighting, but instead ran past the two of them and disappeared in a flash.

The two best friends watched the guy run away with a puzzled look, exchanged a glance, and shrugged.

When I turned around, it suddenly got dark.

Gillin One looked up and saw the old shaman breathing through his nostrils, his massive body completely obscuring the two little goblins.

He froze, grabbed Gearing Two's arm, and Two turned around, saw the giant goblin, and dropped his spear to the ground with a thud.

The giant old shaman opened his gaping maw, flames erupting from his throat...

The two goblins froze, their fear turning into indifference... They held each other's hands tightly, closed their eyes, and accepted their fate.

"Good brother..."

"call!"

Under the scorching breath of flames, the pair of gibbons turned to ashes.

After killing two of Gebu's henchmen, the old shaman raised his head, squinting as he searched through the mist...

Gebu, you little brat...where did you run off to?

"Ignis!"

A streak of fire hurtled towards him, striking the giant goblin in the left chest with a thud—the tough bark withstood the impact, leaving only a scorch mark the size of a bowl, but the sparks from the magic still burned the old shaman's face. He gritted his teeth, looking in the direction from which the fire arrow had come.

Gebu's small, thin figure appeared for a moment in the firelight before quickly disappearing into the mist.

"Oh dear, Gebu! Where are you going!"

The old shaman exhaled two streams of hot air from his nostrils and charged towards the little goblin like an enraged bull!

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Gebu and the old shaman played a deadly whack-a-mole game in the mist.

In terms of speed, the old shaman's stride became longer after his body size increased, and one of his strides was equivalent to five of Gebu's strides—Gebu could not possibly outrun him.

However, in terms of agility, the smaller goblins were far more nimble than the giant goblins. Using the fog as cover, Geb fired left and right, changing positions after each shot, riddling the old shaman with bullets...

...Mars, it's all Mars. Don't overthink it.

The old shaman was furious at being shot—these flaming arrows couldn't pierce the bark, but they hurt! It felt like a swarm of fire ants had crawled all over him, gnawing at him indiscriminately!

"Kid! If you've got the guts, stand still and fight me!"

"Shut up!" Gebu's voice came from the mist—the old shaman instantly breathed out a mouthful of fire!

But he didn't exhale anything. Just as the old shaman stopped breathing, a flaming arrow shot out from behind him, smashing into the back of his head—burning off all the few hairs he had left!

The old shaman touched his head and extinguished the fire—he was in a panic. He groped in the fog, found a long, round piece of burning wood, grabbed it, and then swept it horizontally across the ground in a 360-degree arc!

Gebu was waiting for his next opportunity to mess with the old shaman when suddenly a fire-like figure swept across him at lightning speed. He reacted instantly and dropped to the ground—the burning log grazed his buttocks as it flew past!

so close!

Before Gebu could react, the old shaman's 360-degree angle turned into 720 degrees, and the log spun around to face him again. This time, it was close to the ground, leaving Gebu no room to dodge!

Damn it! Geb jumps!

Geb jumped up—half a meter high—but fell faster than expected. The goblin landed, but the log was still there—Geb landed squarely on the burning log, a burning sensation shooting through his groin.

His legs went numb! Gebu lost his balance and fell headfirst to the ground.

The old shaman grabbed the log and spun it around like a top, completing the third rotation in the blink of an eye!

Gebu barely had time to get up from the ground... He had no time to dodge, and everything went black before his eyes—he was doomed from this attack!

Just as the goblin wizard was about to take something out of his dimensional bag, he was hit squarely in the stomach by a flying log, and the entire goblin flew out!

The immense impact felt like his internal organs were about to shatter. He rolled several times on the ground, then tripped over a small pebble, his body sprang up, and he landed on the ground, his prostate brakes suddenly engaged.

Step—step—thump thump thump…step.

The goblin fell face down and rear up, sprawling on the ground.

Gebu struggled to get up, spitting out a mouthful of mud, his throat feeling sweet and sticky... He tried to stand up, supporting himself on his knees, but he had no strength and could only support his body in a dejected, forward-leaning posture.

OTZ

Cough...cough!

Gebu reached for his waist, his heart tightening... The dimensional bag had been flung away by the impact and disappeared into the fog.

Run! Get up, you useless shell!

As he struggled, the old shaman's enormous figure appeared before the goblin, the oppressive presence of his size making it hard for Geb to breathe...

The old shaman grabbed Gebu by the neck with his huge hand and pulled him up!

"Got you, Gebu." The old shaman grinned menacingly, his wrinkles contorting into a deep knot.

"You little bastard, let's see where you run this time!"

"...Cough...tui!"

Unable to break free from the old shaman's grasp, Gebu, in a fit of desperation, spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm into the old shaman's face.

The old shaman wiped his hand and chuckled.

He gathered fire in his cheeks, facing the little goblin.

"call!!!"

The fiery breath instantly engulfed Geb!