The Slaughter Begins

"Run!"

"Humans are here!"

"Heavens, how could humans appear here?!"

"Have the human Pioneer Knight Order come here again?!"

"What will happen to our iron mine?!"

"Goblin God, have you abandoned your people?!"

"Oh, heavens!"

Panic spread through the burrow.

Even the goblin chief paced in frantic circles, filled with terror.

Perhaps some goblins did not fear humans, but that did not include Timid Goblins.

As the lowest-ranking goblins, they were practically at the very bottom.

Humans were their nightmare.

But amid their panic—

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

Violent tremors came from above.

Then—

"Boom!"

With a deafening blast, the entire burrow shook violently, and the surroundings began to collapse rapidly.

"Quick, get out!"

The goblin chief's voice grew even more panicked.

Then he rushed out of the burrow.

One Timid Goblin after another followed behind him.

But the instant they ran outside—

A sea of fire filled their vision. Blistering heat spread outward, and goblins that had just rushed out were swallowed by the flames.

Terror.

Panic.

They spread throughout the entire Goblin Tribe.

Boom.

The sea of fire exploded as the goblin chief charged straight out.

Yet the moment he emerged, a streak of sword light shot toward him from afar, crashing down upon him.

"Boom!"

The goblin chief was forcibly halted midair. The sword light then smashed him and his body into the distant sea of flames.

Steve rushed out from the flames and charged directly at the goblin chief.

Outside.

More than two hundred knights had likewise begun a large-scale slaughter.

The moment they entered the goblins' territory—

The killing had already begun.

Under Thor's command, these two hundred-plus knights were not merely fighting. They were also continuously pouring out Blazing Oil.

In less than fifteen minutes, the entire goblin territory had been consumed by flames.

Several thousand goblins fell completely into terror and chaos.

Like headless flies, they fled in every direction.

Many were swallowed directly by the sea of fire.

Even those who rushed out faced the slaughter of more than two hundred knights.

Among those two hundred-plus knights were not only over thirty Formal Knights, but also dozens of Apprentice Knights. These extraordinary fighters slaughtered Timid Goblins as easily as cutting wheat, and even the hundred-plus Reserve Knights found it effortless.

Thor joined the battle as well.

Strands of Life Source Power enveloped his greatsword.

Though he could not release sword light like Steve, killing goblins was still exceedingly easy for him.

In a short time, he had already killed more than ten Timid Goblins.

The others around him had killed even more.

In the distance, Steve killed the second-order goblin chief with only three strikes. After that, every swing of his sword slaughtered more than a dozen goblins.

The slaughter continued to spread.

Against beastmen—especially utterly useless beastmen like Timid Goblins—there was no need for prisoners or slaves. All that was needed was extermination.

Firelight spread across the sky.

Large numbers of goblins were slaughtered.

But this was, after all, a large Goblin Tribe.

Some Timid Goblins still managed to scatter in every direction.

There were quite a few of them.

But that did not mean they could escape.

When they rushed out of the sea of fire, they ran straight into the hundred-plus knights led by Ryan, along with more than three thousand five hundred red-eyed serfs brimming with excitement.

They were not as terrifying as the force led by Thor.

But there were even more of them.

The moment a Timid Goblin rushed out, those serfs pounced on it like starving wolves.

The slaughter began once more.

Beneath the flickering firelight.

Green blood stained the earth.

The fierce burning of the Blazing Oil.

Made the scene visible even from dozens of miles away.

Yet no one paid it much attention.

In this extraordinary world, anything could happen.

And the battle—no, it should be called a slaughter—continued for an entire day and night.

Only when the Blazing Oil had nearly burned everything around it and the flames gradually died down did the slaughter of the Timid Goblin Tribe finally come to an end.

At this moment, the entire area had become charred black. Green liquid and Timid Goblin corpses lay scattered across the hills and plains.

After a day and night of slaughter.

Not a single Timid Goblin escaped. All of them were killed.

The green blood had turned the land a murky brownish green.

At the very center.

Thor's Golden Armor had also been soaked in green.

The knights around him were no different.

Before them, some serfs piled the slain goblins together before pouring Blazing Oil over them.

Clusters of flames burned.

The goblins gradually turned to ash in the blaze.

"Ryan, Steve, take men and continue the cleanup. Make sure no goblins remain."

"Also, seal off this place. No one—no living thing—is allowed to approach."

Thor looked at the burning flames and swiftly issued his orders.

"Yes!"

Steve and Ryan promptly answered.

Then the two quickly began to act.

After leaving Steve and Ryan to handle the aftermath, Thor rested briefly before taking several knights and a few serfs skilled in prospecting to investigate the Large Iron Mine indicated by the Daily Intelligence.

The purpose of launching this Pioneer War had been that Large Iron Mine.

He had to inspect it carefully.

As for the serfs skilled in prospecting, he had bought them during his previous trip to Loren City.

The three of them had cost him a full thirty gold coins, an extremely high price.

But it had been necessary.

He set off.

Before long, he arrived at the location of the Large Iron Mine.

Thor swiftly gave his orders.

The three serfs quickly began prospecting the surrounding area.

Thor waited expectantly.

Night gradually fell.

The prospecting clearly required quite some time.

It was not until evening that the three serfs returned, carrying a thrilling report.

They also brought astonishing news.

This iron mine stretched across several miles, with reserves likely exceeding fifty million pounds. That was only a preliminary estimate—the true amount would only be greater. It was unquestionably a Large Iron Mine, perhaps even close to a Super Large Iron Mine.

After all, an ordinary Large Iron Mine generally held over thirty million pounds, while one with eighty million pounds could be called a Super Large Iron Mine.

Even if this one was considered a Super Large Iron Mine, it would not be far off.

Its value was even greater than he had originally expected.

Even Thor could not help breathing heavily.