"What if it's a Goblin Spellcaster?"
The moment those words were spoken, the adventurers present fell silent.
Goblin mutations did not follow a single path. Aside from the vast majority of Goblins that mutated toward greater physical prowess, there were also a very small number of even more unusual individuals among the Mutated Goblins.
Goblin Spellcasters!
These creatures lacked the immense strength and nimble bodies of ordinary Mutated Goblins, but they possessed magic power. Some could cast powerful offensive spells, some could rally their tribe and grant buffs to their kin, while others wielded the power of curses, capable of inflicting all kinds of debuffs.
And, as it happened, Goblin Spellcasters were also far more intelligent than ordinary Mutated Goblins.
The possibility that a Goblin Spellcaster was hiding behind the scenes, capable of commanding such a massive horde, was indeed very high!
"This is bad!"
Everyone realized something was wrong. If that guess was true, then the situation was far worse than they had imagined! The Goblin horde might even number in the thousands!
"Someone has to confirm it..."
Parn looked awful. "If it really is a Goblin Spellcaster, we have to take it out first no matter what. Otherwise, this battle will never end!"
A Goblin Spellcaster's ability to rally Goblins was far stronger than that of ordinary Mutated Goblins. Aside from the Goblins it had currently gathered, as the commotion here grew louder, other Goblin groups in the area would also be drawn over.
And once they sensed the Spellcaster's presence, they would likely obey its orders and join the invading army attacking Falling Leaf Village.
When that happened, forget defending the village—they would probably have to find a way to break out and flee for their lives!
"But we only have Harek, and..."
Even if they had