Without Bayou, the royal combatants could not be replenished.

And facing the Goblin Kingdom, victory was uncertain.

However, as she reviewed the system notifications, she noted that since dawn, no undead had perished.

What could this mean? By you pondered, dismissing the reports of goblin kills as it was well known that goblins were merely the faximiles of the dwarves.

Congratulations, Lord.

You have acquired advanced lightning magic.

Would you like to consume one 000 magic crystals to learn it instantly? Upon re-entering her territory, the system prompted her and without hesitation by you chose to learn.

Instantly, a wealth of knowledge surged through her mind.

the elemental forces of lightning within her reach.

Yet she felt no discomfort, for she had attained royal status.

Bayou understood the potency of advanced magic.

As a force renowned for its destructive capability, lightning magic was her second high tier spell.

She resolutely integrated it into her right eye for enhancement.

A fleeting arc of purple lightning flickered within her gaze, illuminating the third element of the hexog formation.

From her storage by you retrieved a gift that Sun Sha Sha had intended for her.

Item name, magic hairpin, item grade, commander level, item function, increases magic capacity by 30 points and enhances magic recovery efficiency.

It was a red bow-shaped hair pin adorned with two long ribbons classified as an auxiliary item.

Bayou affixed it to her hair, perfectly timed as she had just expended some magical energy during her flight.

The recovery rate, originally one point per minute, increased to one and a half times, allowing her to regain three points every 2 minutes.

With her total of 300 magic points, complete restoration would take 5 hours.

However, with the hairpin, it would now be reduced to 3 hours and 20 minutes.

Thus, a considerable amount of time was saved, proving to be quite beneficial during the battle.

Bayou was not merely comforting Sun Shia Sha at that moment.

Upon entering the city of the undead, the vast army within had ceased its teleportation.

Now, gathered outside the main fortress, Bayou chose not to inform her siblings of her return, and their silence suggested that the situation on the battlefield remained relatively stable.

The system panel still did not display any notifications regarding the demise of the undead.

Instead, it incessantly relayed messages about the slaying of goblins.

Given this scenario, there was no immediate cause for concern.

Therefore, it seemed prudent to take a bath and level up before assessing the situation.

Chapter 268.

Sudden surge in strength in the vast expanse of the Tara Plains within the realm of the goblin kingdom.

The battlefield was strewn with the lifeless bodies of goblins, their dismembered limbs littering the ground, while thick, congealed blood painted the earth a dark shade of green.

At this moment, the number of goblins on the battlefield had dwindled significantly on the brink of total annihilation.

Yet, they persisted in their relentless assault, charging fearlessly into the fray.

Most of these goblins were of ordinary rank, yielding minimal experience points.

Throughout the night, the six sovereigns of the races and the two siblings engaged in battle.

Yet, not all had ascended to level two.

Only Sass and the two siblings had achieved this advancement while the other sovereigns remained at level one.

In contrast to the undead, the goblins faced losses as both the goblin shamans and the ordinary goblins participated in the combat, albeit the casualties were relatively minor.

The goblins attitude towards the two opposing factions revealed their inability to vanquish the undead, resulting in their feudal sacrifices.

Conversely, the goblins equipped with superior gear, benefiting from a blend of technology and magic, aimed not only to perish, but also to slay as many of the goblins as possible.

Thus, the undead faced less pressure than the goblins.

It seemed the battle was nearing its conclusion.

Chenfong gazed at the distant goblin king city, murmuring to himself.

This group of goblins was now all but extinguished.

The corpses of goblins surrounding the undead fortress had piled into small mounds, exuding a foul odor.

Bone dragons were unleashing flames, incinerating the fallen goblins.

As the last goblin fell, tranquility enveloped the battlefield, leaving only the goblins and the undead in a tense standoff.

However, neither side engaged immediately, for the matter concerning the goblins was far from resolved.

The boiling whale had yet to make an appearance.

Minutes later, it appeared the boiling whale could no longer receive reports of goblins being slain.

Or perhaps it had confirmed their complete demise.

A teleportation circle illuminated once more.

This time, emerging from another cavern, a contingency plan it had left behind.

After all, the goblin shamans had scoured the original sight post escape, ensuring no magical residue lingered.

The boiling whale emerged from the cavern, sleeves rolled up, right hand adjusting his loosened tie, exuding confidence as he tilted his head.

Behind him trailed the immense centipede and five goblin kings, his ultimate strength.

Shan Fong at top the fortress had not perceived any change in his adversary and was puzzled by the source of his confidence.

Observing the boiling whale's reappearance, devoid of goblin cover, he found himself isolated and vulnerable, the goblin kings swiftly launched their assault upon the boiling whale on the walls of the goblin king city.

The goblin king had long ascended to the parapits, scrutinizing the battlefield beyond.

He was intrigued by the bizarre sight of nearly 100,000 reckless goblins charging at the goblins in a suicidal frenzy.

Having never witnessed such an odd spectacle before, he was compelled to investigate further.

Meanwhile, the boiling whale seemed to have anticipated this development, displaying no signs of panic.

The centipedes and goblin kings launched another assault, detaining nearly half of the goblin royalty while boiling whale unleashed a formidable aura, confronting dozens of goblin shamans alone.

Countless purple rings materialized, swirling around him in a chaotic dance as his entire being surged with a blend of purple and green energy.

Each seemingly languid punch struck accurately upon each goblin shaman.

Those struck by boiling whale were sent hurtling like cannonballs, their protective magical barriers proving utterly ineffective.

Soon he had dispatched five or six goblin shamans with single punches, leaving them gravely injured on the ground.

The defeated shamans were all of level one.

Only a few remaining shamans above level one could barely contend with boiling whale.

From a distance, Chinfong observed clearly that these remaining goblin shamans were no match for boiling whale.

defeat was merely a matter of time.

How he grown so powerful.

Chunua was astonished, pondering what level of kingly strength could single-handedly contend with so many goblin royals.

What should we do? Should we merely stand by and reap the rewards of the conflict? Based on boiling whales displayed strength, he likely wouldn't te surpass the goblin kings.

He could not idly watch as his fellow goblin royals were slaughtered and would surely intervene leading to a mutually destructive clash after which we could act.

Chun Fong analyzed the situation thoughtfully.

Suddenly an exaggerated possibility struck him.

Wait, if his troops possessed resistance to goblin magic, then he must also have the abilities of his own units, implying he would have a similar resilience against goblin spells.

coupled with his earlier display of confidence.

Perhaps the goblin king truly might not be his opponent.

If he could exert control over goblins, as he had done previously, we would then face an entire goblin tribe charging recklessly in a battle.

Indeed, this is quite likely true, and it may well be the source of his audacity to attack the goblin kingdom.

SAS expressed agreement with Chun Fang's conjecture.

So, should we not remain passive? This would play directly into the enemy's hands.

Thus, we should take the initiative.

Chunua s expression transformed into one of sudden realization.

It was t easy.

Finally, she had shown some cleverness.

Chunfong generously praised her.

Chunfong, I have always been clever.

Thank you very much.

Chun retorted fiercely, though.

Chunfong seemed dismissive and uninterested in response.

All the royal entities, excluding the skeletal creatures, surged forth from the necropolis, heading towards a clash between Boiling Whale and the goblins.

Their singular aim was clear.

First to eliminate Boiling Whale, then to decimate the goblins.

Meanwhile, the goblin king at top the walls wore an expression of bewilderment.

This was the strongest foreign entity it had ever encountered.

Having reached level four, it could not fathom how a foreign entity could become so potent overnight.