As the reconnaissance satellites rose into the sky, the full view of the Goblin Planet came into sight.
The planet's terrain and environment were quite similar to Blue Star's, but it had no oceans.
Judging by its area, it was probably somewhat larger than Blue Star. Its owner had upgraded the planet's level several times.
Dense jungles, towering mountains, and vast plains made for a beautiful sight.
Lush reeds grew along both riverbanks, and beneath the moonlight, the winding river looked like a silver ribbon.
A breeze swept past, setting the reeds swaying in rippling green waves.
Yet amid such beautiful surroundings, wars raged everywhere, painting an extraordinarily bloody scene.
Even with the Star War beginning, the opposing Starfolk were still fighting among themselves, battering one another until their heads split and blood flowed.
According to the data analysis, they appeared to have a tribal system, with tribes large and small scattered across the planet.
They wielded wooden clubs, iron pickaxes, stone axes, and all manner of other weapons, fighting for food in the most primitive ways.
There were many, so very many-an endless sea of Goblins covering the entire planet.
No amount of food could sustain so many creatures.
And so the food they fought over was their own kind.
Watching the images before him, Zhang Yang thought of the Undead Race and its undead skeletons.
Even the enormous numbers of undead skeletons seemed sparse compared with the Goblins.
Billions? No! Nearly a hundred billion!
What did that mean?
This planet had no oceans and was almost entirely land. Across a landmass larger than Blue Star's, green Goblins stood everywhere.
Goblins were extraordinary creatures. They could walk and talk from birth, and while their intelligence was low, they were not stupid.
They could learn as well, quickly mastering various