Conquest

    Chapter 197 [Enemy]

    "There is no shackle on the neck, but I decided to create a shackle for myself…"

    Shaar repeated the two words that Dora read to him. After a while, hillbilly laughed.

    He began to laugh very quietly, but his mouth was slightly tilted up, but then he smiled louder and louder, smiled forward and laughed, and smiled without any disguise.

    Dora can hear that there is no smile in the hillbilly laughter.

    Such a laugh is more like a kind of pity, a kind of sadness, or…A mockery.

    I endured the hillbilly laugh for a long time, and Dora asked coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

    "These ancient Goblins are very cute and very poor."Shaar seems to have wiped his eyes. He is clearly laughing, but his eyes are so sharp: "Without shackles, you create a shackle for yourself, is there anything more ridiculous than this?"

    Dora was silent for a while before finally slowly saying: "I almost forgot, you are also a guy without faith."

    You would be wrong.

    To the surprise of Dora, the rebuttal of hillbilly is very simple and resolute!

    "Maybe we don't believe in God, but it doesn't mean we don't have faith!"Shaar suddenly said such a sentence, and then his eyes showed a hint of cunning: "Speaking of the greatest glory of the third century, Goblin philosopher Chamak, "Our Glory and Fall" – haha! Dora, don't you think that these Goblin are really smart? More intelligent than you! ”

    Hillbilly's tone is very cold: "I was born in Primal Wildfire, I am not a Byzantine, not Atlantean, not Odin, so I did not join any religion! I grew up in the mountains, do not believe in any God, I believe in strength, is the law in the jungle, is a weak meat, is a tenacious survival! I believe in the axe in my hand, because I know, I need to rely on it to cut down the firewood, to kneel down the head of the beast! ”

    "This is just a hunter."Dora retorted.

    "Yes, a hunter."

    At this moment, this rough hillbilly, his tone is like a wise philosopher: "So what about you? Noble and proud dragon race, powerful Dora. HumYou are a dragon. When you are alive, your life may be dozens of times my life. You are hundreds of times stronger than me! However, are you really stronger than me? ”

    As if Dora had to refute, Shaar added: "Yes, it looks like…However, don't forget, you are dead, you are not free! ”

    It was the last sentence that seemed to defeat the confidence of Dora refuting.

    "Yeah."What do you say? The dragon must be buried, so the dragon's soul will go to the cemetery of the dragon race to rest in order to obtain eternal peace and long sleep. '——Ha ha ha ha ha ha! ”Shaar laughed wildly: "Do you know what I thought when I first heard you say this? What I think is that your Dragon God is really damn it wrong! Take off your pants and fart! When I die, I die, my eyes are closed, and I have a hundred! But what about you? Not even free to die! After you have died, you have to do it according to the rules it has set…Hahahaha! Dora, do you know what this is? ”

“……Yes, what? ”Dora asks the subconscious.

    Faulty Prisoner Shackles

    Dora is stunned.

    In other words, a creature like her, suddenly, could not find any words to refute this rough and rude hillbilly, as if it had been shackled. After a while, Dora retorted: "If I can No, my soul can't get rest, I…"

    "Yes Yes."Shaar is very disdainful: "Your soul can't get rest, so you have to let the soul return to the cemetery. If you can't go back, your soul will vanish…"

    Speaking of this, Shaar suddenly took a deep breath and then asked Dora very seriously: "I ask you, how can you be sure, even if you return to the holy tomb of your dragon race…Your soul, 'will not vanish?' Will you 'get eternal rest?' ? How can you be sure? ”

    "This is what Dragon God has set…"

    Dora hasn't finished, Shaar shook his head: "No, I am not asking you this! I am asking you, how can you be sure! Confirm Are there other dead dragons that have told you that they have told you with their own real experiences that after they died, the soul entered the cemetery and got rest? ”

    "Nonsense, after the death, the soul enters the cemetery, how can I come out and tell me…"

    "That's it."Shaar sneered very maliciously: "There is no dragon to prove what it is like after death!" And what you believe now is that 'Dragon God' teaches you. ”

    Hillbilly snorted: "Maybe your Dragon God is lie to you, maybe your Dragon God is nonsense. Haha! Maybe your soul will return to the cemetery, but it will only disappear after the energy of consciousness is exhausted…God knows! Anyway, after waiting for your soul to die, it is impossible to run back and tell the truth! understand? ”

    Just shut up. Just shut up.

    Dora was really hot, she screamed in the head of Shaar's head, and Shaar's eyes were a little black, and she pressed her temples hard. The roar of dragoness lasted for a long time, and the sound gradually subsided.

    Shaar let go of his hand and said coldly: "To make me convinced, it's very simple. You come up with evidence to refute me, not the light to talk about 'What God says.'"

    Although Dora is very angry, he can't find any powerful words to counter Shaar.

    Even though she was under anger, she tried hard to find a reason to try to refute this nonsense bastard. I thought for a long time, but found that…I can't find any evidence that would make this bastard shut up.

    Everything is really "God said."

    "Now, if you don't want to continue to argue with me, then continue to translate the contents of this book to me."

    ‘Hum! "Stop dreaming."Dora hates: "You dare to question my beliefs with such bad words, and want me to help you…"

    “Ha!Shaar deliberately laughed: "The things in this book are written by ancient Goblin! It was left by Goblin who didn't believe in God at all! Do you have a guilty conscience, Dora! Are you worried that the content behind this book will further prove that my statement is correct? ”

    Bah!Dora was really excited and angered: "Good! I will translate it to you! ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era of 433 years, lack of moon days.

    Sach's funeral was very simple. We buried him in the woods of the Creed. Everyone thought it was a good idea, because Sark said that he liked the woods when he was alive.

    Today I received an order, the esteemed empire Marshal Az Marshal is coming to inspect the area. When such a battle was tense, the inspection of Marshal Lord became the most important thing in the creation of the gods. Soldiers and officers wrote a lot of essays, hoping to move them to the front to fight for the empire.

    This time, I did not stop such an action, but I personally collected these invitations and added one at the top – mine.

    The death of Sack made me suddenly have a deep dislike of this place. I would rather go to war, I would rather die. ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era of four hundred and thirty-three years, leaving the moon.

    The arrival of Az Marshal's party was much earlier than expected.

    I didn't see Marshal Lord for the first time. Marshal Lord personally gave me appointments before I came to create a real estate a few years ago.

    After seeing Marshal Lord again a few years later, he looked very tired and old. Az Marshal did not follow the usual practice of interviewing soldiers and officers, but the first time to listen to the progress of the test group, this process is the highest secret of the empire, I am not eligible to attend.

    But I noticed that when Az Marshal walked out of the conference room, his expression was very ugly.

    In my impression, Az Marshal is a strong Goblin warrior. He once wrote "Give ou ke, go ahead Goblin!" 》Such an inspiring book. But now, the weakness in his eyes, even I can see it.

    When I sent the pile of invitations, Az Marshal was thrown into the trash without even taking a look.

    I am amazed at this approach because it is an insult to the quality of a Goblin. But just when I was trying to argue, Marshal Lord and I had a separate conversation.

    And this conversation is the biggest reason for me to write this diary – I am shocked!

    Az Marshal told me that in fact the situation on the front line is much worse than what we know, just to stabilize the people, and the results announced by the outside world have been modified. This is to avoid unnecessary confusion.

    The truth I heard from Marshal is that the Legion of Fire has been basically destroyed, and now the coalition of the humans and the Dwarf in the south is going north.

    In the north, the dragon race has completely annihilated the three Goblin Army, annihilation, not defeat! The dragon race's God also showed miracles, it was a huge disaster, and an Arm's Goblin was forever in that disaster.

    What worries Az Marshal is that humans have already divided a part of the power, trying to intersperse directly from the south to the east, and the north of the dragon race, making a pinch gesture to the hinterland of the empire.

    Only the Eastern District is still recalcitrant, but the bad situation is that because of the intertwining of the human armies, the rear of our eastern region has been cut off from the inner abdomen of the empire, that is, including the 'Creation Zone'. The Eastern District is now surrounded by these hostile races.

    Marshal told me that at least for a long time in the future, the creation of the gods will no longer receive any supplies from the inner empire of the empire, and the elements needed for the new experiment will not be able to logistic.

    As for those who requested the essay…

    'My child, you don't have to apply to transfer here because…If you want to fight, believe me, those enemies will appear here soon! Appear in front of your eyes! '

    I can't believe it in such a bad situation!

    Our powerful Goblin, the great Goblin, the best race in the world, why did it fall to such a point? !

    Is it because we don't have God bless? !

    Marshal Lord's answer to my question is: The real reason is that we don't have God but want to create a god.

    From now on, the Genesis plan is no longer a national plan, it has become a military plan.

    Those despicable races can take advantage of us on the battlefield because they have the help of those 'God', and the gods show the miraculous powers that are powerful enough to kill many Goblin. So, in order to compete with them, we must have our own gods, we must have a powerful weapon that can compete with them!

    Az Marshal told me that he will return to the capital immediately. He will be responsible for mobilizing all the troops to resist the threat of the invaders to the capital of Goblin. It will be a cruel defense war.

    And he gave me a very difficult task.

    'Guarding the God District, my child! Because in a sense, it is more important than our capital! Even if you lost the capital, as long as you have achieved success here, our great Goblin has hopes of a comeback! Four hundred years of hard work, invested in all the national power plans, costing Goblin too much power, which makes those bastards sneak into! We will not surrender, Goblin will not admit defeat, this world, only the death of Goblin, no failure Goblin! I can't give you any support, there is no way to give you any supplies, but I need you and your army to guard the place here, no matter what the situation, here can not be captured by the enemy! '

    These are the original words that Marshal Lord told me. When I wrote these words, my pen was shaking.

    I don't know if I can accomplish this task – even it may be the most difficult task in my life, and perhaps the last one.

    This is no longer an ordinary war.

    This is a multiple choice question:

    Survive, or perish. ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era four hundred and thirty-three years, the earth and the moon.

    Because of the appointment of Marshal Lord, I became the highest military commander in the creation zone and was also appointed as a member of the trial team. I have gained the highest leadership power in this area, and my responsibility is to use my life to keep this plan going.

    I got the highest privilege and I have access to all the information about the creation of the project.

    I spent two days and two nights reading this information. I only watched the last hundred years…It’s just this part, but it makes me feel a huge shock!

    We provide comprehensive supportWhat did you do? !

    I feel the whole body is shaking, it is a trembling of fear, a kind of remorse and anger trembling!

    It’s just that in this hundred years, Goblin has almost exhausted all the national power that can be mobilized for this!

    A large number of other studies have been suspended or put on hold indefinitely, and all the most elite Goblin scholars and experts have been mobilized to carry out this huge project, for which we have stopped the latest war spacecraft research, stopped the study of new energy-grade magic canon, stopped the study of goblin race improvement, Stopped research into new energy sources that replace mana Energy …

    We have paid such a huge price, almost letting our Goblin civilization enter a state of cessation in a hundred years, let our technology stand still in a hundred years!

    All this is to create a damn God!

    Right! Damn god! ! !

    Sack is right, we are stupid!

    Since my childhood, my father has said a word to me, doing stupid things, will be punished. ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era of four hundred and thirty-three years, the last one is missing.

    I haven't written a diary for a long time.

    During this period of time, we have been unable to maintain stable links with the outside world. We have not received news from the capital for more than six fire days. The latest news was that I heard that the dragon race has crossed the plains of the north, and that humans have merged with the dragon race to surround the capital.

    We don't have more Goblin troops, and almost all of the reserve has been mobilized.

    Az Marshal said the last time, this is not just a war, but a choice.

    Survive, or extinction.

    Since becoming the commander of the creation zone, the more I know about this plan, the deeper my fear is. I can't sleep peacefully almost every night, and those shocking plans make me have nightmares every night.

    I even suspected that, four hundred years ago, when he signed the plan to open the plan, King Goblin, in the end, how to make such a decision! Use Goblin's fate for hundreds of years in the future to gamble on an illusory dream that may not exist at all.

    But I understand better, this may be the biggest flaw of our Goblin: the pursuit of perfection.

    We are already the most powerful race in the world, and our only flaw is that there is no God that belongs to us. Those things that are weaker than ours have nothing to do with us.

    We conquered the mainland, conquered the sky, conquered everything…But did not conquer his own soul.

    This is a gamble.

    For me, the biggest tragic significance is that I can't change this reality, because if it is a tragedy, then this tragedy has been opened four hundred years ago.

    Now, it has entered the stage of the curtain call.

    At present, the food is still abundant, and the six conjoined underground warehouses in the creation area are enough to store enough food for our country's 46,000 Goblin for a year. But the uneasiness of the military has reached a point where it is difficult to control.

    Today there were three deserters, one of whom was actually a junior officer. This made me very shocked. But they are not cowards, they just can't stand the worry of their families. Their families are in the capital and are 'outside'.

    I still ordered the deserter to be killed, and the officer, before he died, asked what other words he had.

    It said to me: General, I am fearless to die, but also fearless combat, but I am afraid to wait, so I would rather run away, maybe our hometown has fallen, but I prefer to go back there and die with my family, and Not living here, waiting desperately.

    Its words make me silent.

    Finally, I personally executed the death penalty for it.

    But I can't forget the eyes before it died. It's not fear, just unwilling and regret.

    It is not death that plagues him, but the fact that he cannot see his family or die with his family.

    At this moment, I also remembered the days of the capital, remembering the eyes that had been deliberately suppressed and forgotten, and the smile.

    Lulu princess, are you still safe? ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era four hundred and thirty-six years, except for the day.

    Today, we finally waited for the news outside!

    A Goblin remnant entered the creation zone, and their number was the Red Army Corps in the Central Defender. The Red Army Corps should be stationed in the southeastern part of the capital. I used to have two friends serving in this army, but I saw them today and I was very surprised.

    The number of a legion, but the arrival of Goblin is less than 800. I can't imagine the harsh test that such an army has encountered.

    What makes Goblin here desperate is that the arrival of the Red Army Corps has brought a lot of bad news!

    The great capital of Goblin has fallen before two Goblin months. The abominable dragon race and the Terran, once again united after the last demon race, their dragon knights are indeed powerful, the dragon knights’ frontal assaults, defeated our army, and the damn Dwarf, which are good at Drilling gnomes, they dug open the channel and sneaked our defense!

    Our capital has fallen! Dear Little Hardman has committed suicide.

    The Brothers of the Red Sun told me that they had been ordered by AZ Marshal after the rout, and that AZ Marshal's final order had been for all the Goblin armies to break through and try to move closer to the east, and that the Red Sun had received orders to enter the Genesis zone–unfortunately, when they came here, There's only so little Goblin left.

    And the respected Az Marshal, which fulfilled its promise, led the Guards after the Imperial Capital was captured, and died in the street battle.

    I can imagine that the old Goblin, who is three times my age, finally waved the weapon and shouted the slogan to death.

    In fact, the brother of a Red Army legion told me that it witnessed the scene of Marshal's death: it was crushed by a dragon knight and was cruelly tortured by a dragon.

    What makes Goblin in the Creed area even more angry is the other news brought by the Red Army.

    This time the war, those races are obviously not just hopes to defeat us!

    Listen to them, outside, in the northern plains, in the capital, in other areas…In all the enemy zones! Those races, they are slaughtering our Goblin compatriots!

    It’s not just Goblin solider that has been killed, but also innocent civilians! They smashed our buildings, burned our libraries and schools, and turned everything into ruins.

    These bastards, they want to extermination of our race!

    Extinction

    This word is no stranger, because in history, the last time we faced the demon race, we did just that.

    I am in great concern.

    The fall of the capital, is Lulu still alive?

    If those damn races are really killing our slaughter, can Lulu escape this disaster?

    Listening to the brothers of the Red Army Corps, before the capital was surrounded, a group of refugees fled the capital to the east and heard that they had wrapped up some members of the royal family.

    I really hope Lulu is among those who have escaped.

    'They don't want to occupy our city at all, because every time they go to a place, the first thing they do is massacre, and the second thing is to tear down all the buildings that can be seen. The third thing is to set fire and burn off all traces that can be seen. '

    just like……

    It’s as if we have never existed before. ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era four hundred and thirty-six years, the first missing day.

    Today, finally, the enemy is close to the creation zone.

    An elf race squad approached the outer forest and quickly left after a brief confrontation.

    I am very clear that the coming is the most rigorous battle. We have no foreign aid, no replenishment, no retreat!

    Our parents' living homes no longer exist. The land we own does not belong to us. Our loved ones have already died. The country we are loyal to has also perished.

    And we…This race is also in the process of not being extinct.

    At this time, there may be no way to stop this from happening. ”

    "The fifth era of the new god era four hundred and thirty-six years, the red moon.

    The enemy finally arrived, and a coalition of elf race and Terran appeared outside the warning circle.

    Today, I sent away one of my old friends.

    When I saw Imit again, I almost couldn't recognize it.

    Imit in memory, with a gentle smile and warm eyes, but when I saw it today, its blunt eyes made me feel strange, I saw the killing and cruelty in that eyes.

    As a Goblin, it is still so proud, it came to our alert circle alone and asked to see me, it knows that I am the highest Sir here.

    The condition that it represents on behalf of the other coalition forces is that all Goblin in the creation zone must surrender immediately and unconditionally.

    I asked it, after surrender? Is it the same killing of all of you?

    It tells me that the massacres outside are made by other ethnic groups, and the noble Goblin did not do such a massacre.

    I said to it: If you witness the crime without stopping it, this kind of practice is not qualified to claim to be noble.

    The ridiculous thing is that this sentence was told by me that year.

    Imit told me that it can guarantee that our people will be safe after surrender. Moreover, it tells me that these are because of the things in the creation zone, which are very important to them. As long as I promise to leave a complete creation zone to them, as a condition of exchange, I can get a decent surrender and get The power to survive.

    Again, I refused it without hesitation.

    When Imit left, it said to me: You will regret it, my friend.

    My answer is: Go to your damn it, the enemy! ”