"Hiss-screech!!!"
A shrill, piercing wail echoed between the stone walls, and the dim cavern was filled with the stench of death.
When true terror and brutality descended, these green-skinned beasts, whose bodies had always been driven by slaughter and desire, behaved no better than livestock raised in a pen.
They were like cockroaches under a trash can, rats in a sewer caught by the light.
There was no order to speak of. They collided and scraped against one another, fleeing and scurrying wildly through the nest in chaos.
And even so, not a single one of them dared approach the only exit on the side that led up to the surface.
A sturdy headless corpse, blood still gushing from the severed stump of its neck, stood like an invisible barrier cast from flesh and blood, keeping the Green-skinned Goblins cut off.
This was the result of attempting to resist.
Just as Hunter John had predicted, this Goblin tribe that had built its nest near the village and numbered more than fifty possessed an elite subspecies far stronger than the rest.
A Bear Goblin with a Challenge Rating as high as "1"!
That had already exceeded the range an ordinary adventurer party could handle.
For that reason, after carefully searching the cave entrance and further discovering traces of the Bear Goblin, John had worriedly suggested to Xia Nan that they temporarily retreat, call more people from the village to help, or consider another plan to avoid a direct fight with the Bear Goblin.
To this, Xia Nan's suggestion was that the two of them wait outside the cave.
If he still had not come back up after half an hour, they should return to the village directly and not wait for him.
The reason he had deliberately given this "thirty-minute" time