Goblin Dependency
Chapter 143 - 95: Secrecy_2

Chapter 143: Chapter 95: Secrecy_2

As the Five Colored Dragons are known for having the lowest intelligence and being the most "primitive", even filling their stomachs has become a challenge.

Driven by hunger, they grapple and battle with Frogon in the ice and snow like wild beasts.

Bathing in dragon’s blood, he left the tip of the White Dragon Tail Bone and made it into a bone pendant on the necklace.

At twenty-two years old, it is a young Centipede Demon.

The details of the battle are forgotten, but at that time, he fought side by side with a Winter Wolf, trusting each other to guard their backs.

Now pierced with a bone spur through the chest, it still shields him from the wind and frost with its soft and warm fur.

The last was at thirty-nine years old.

When Frogon let out a terrifying howl amidst the swirling snow that could sweep the ice peaks and trigger a massive avalanche.

Grasping the ram-like curling horns of the Great Evil Yetti, he decapitated its head from its neck.

He finally fulfilled the last condition and embarked on the path of the Transcendent.

However, he did not, as previously planned, inherit the powers from the Northern Territory, frost, and nature under the protection of the Heroic Spirit, transforming into an Ice Crown Warrior with a clear path to advancement, freely unleashing the barbarian’s fury.

The ruins of his hometown and over a hundred bodies he personally buried had long filled his heart with the shadow of revenge.

At the cost of faith and his soul after death, Frogon obtained the power he urgently needed from the God of Hunting and the Black Blooded "Mara".

Ascending to Mourning Frost Oathbinder, the shackles of vows bound his heart, utilizing the wolf spirit under the lamentations of snow and ice to track the enemy’s trail.

This was why he could traverse half the continent, chasing from the Northern Territory’s Frost Moss High Plateau to the Mist Forest.

Twisting that beast’s neck, he used thorns entwined with fungal threads to fill the empty space Frogon deliberately left at the center of the necklace.

Under the watchful gaze of the God of Hunting, he would complete the next career transition, taking the final step before becoming Legendary.

...

Xia Nan sat by the campfire.

The warmth released by the burning twigs dispelled the last trace of cold within him.

He had long been accustomed to it, after all, practicing Teeth Hunting these past two days also required the barbarian’s frost to assist and guide.

Even without the fire in front of him, if he practiced for another ten minutes in some spot, the heat within him would be enough to melt the cold.

The night was deep, but it was still early for him.

Given Xia Nan’s current physical condition, if he lay down now, he would regain strength and wake up before dawn, which was inconvenient for anything.

So, he was in no hurry to rest.

Instead, he took out the small box he had found in the goblin nest earlier from his backpack and began to examine it.

Casually grabbing a Gold Coin from it, he held it in his hand, observing it under the fire, Xia Nan squinted thoughtfully.

His pitch-black eyes reflected the shiny coin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Undeniably, the performance of the Earth Goblins today completely shattered his stereotype of goblin-like creatures.

It was almost a different species; it did not possess the frenzy of ordinary goblins nor the recklessness of its Bear Goblin cousins.

It had the tactical acumen to command on the spot, and the leadership to make the rowdy Green-skinned follow orders...

Xia Nan had no doubt that if there were indeed such a powerful Earth Goblin that unified a large number of goblin communities,

it could very well pose a threat to nearby human settlements.

Of course, on the other hand,

the intelligence of the Earth Goblins, which far exceeded those of their kind, although making them harder to deal with than the usual goblins or even Bear Goblins,

also, to some extent, benefited adventurers who made a living hunting such demons.

They knew how to accumulate, storing Coins and useful Equipment.

Adventurers cleaning out the nest no longer had to suppress nausea, searching each pungent goblin for potential loot, as before.

They just needed to find the treasure stash of the Earth Goblins to easily sweep up the entire Green-skinned community’s spoils in one go.

Even the environment inside the cave was much cleaner than an average goblin nest.

There was no accumulated excrement mixed with mud in urine, nor were there half-eaten rotten corpses.

Even those green-skinned brats he had seen before...

His thoughts suddenly paused.

Xia Nan instinctively frowned, perceiving something amiss.

Based on the information he had gathered in River Valley Town during this time,

the goblins in this world were almost the most numerous among all lower-tier demons.