Chapter 33: The Turning Point Revealed

"Boom!"

In the dark of the night, a loud crash echoed, and splinters of wood flew everywhere.

The wooden wall was directly smashed into a large hole by Benben.

Benben's massive body lost balance and fell to the ground.

As Benben climbed up from the ground, goblins swarmed in through the breach behind him.

"Wowlala!"

The goblins shouted excitedly, their faces full of exhilaration.

They scrambled to rush through the opening.

"It's goblins! It's goblins!"

The Lizardmen rushing to support finally discovered that it was goblins attacking the tribe.

"How could ogres be helping goblins?"

"Have they been tamed by the goblins?"

"Kill them!"

Although Benben's massive body made the Lizardmen reveal expressions of fear, their homes were behind them, and they had nowhere to retreat.

Hundreds of Lizardmen wielding large machetes roared and charged toward the goblins.

"Whoosh!"

Facing the charging Lizardmen, the goblins yelled wildly and charged toward them.

Crossbowmen shot arrows as they ran.

With so many Lizardmen in front, there was no need to aim.

The sound of arrows slicing through the air echoed through the night sky.

Black streaks of light darted toward the charging Lizardmen.

"Thud!"

The leading Lizardman warrior suddenly froze in place.

Then, like harvested wheat, they fell in waves.

The fallen Lizardmen let out wails of pain.

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Seeing their companions collapse suddenly in front of them, the Lizardmen behind were startled.

All they heard was the sound of "whoosh, whoosh" as arrows streaked toward them from the front, and their comrades ahead fell, lifeless.

By the time they realized what had happened, it was too late.

Before the fight had even begun, the Lizardmen suffered heavy casualties.

Inside the tribe, beyond the wooden wall, goblins shouted and clashed with the Lizardmen.

The chaotic battlefield quickly spread, the battle cries of the two different species resounding through the night sky.

Crossbows were already deadly weapons in close combat.

As the battle began, the goblin crossbowmen, working alongside the goblin spearmen, slaughtered the Lizardmen mercilessly.

At close range, the crossbow bolts became even deadlier.

Though many goblins fell under the large machetes of the Lizardman warriors, even more Lizardmen fell under the bolts of the goblin crossbowmen.

Within moments, hundreds of Lizardmen were defeated, scattering in retreat.

The battle quickly spread deeper into the tribe.

A group of goblins rushed into a thatched hut.

Inside the hut, a female Lizardman clutched her child, trembling in the corner.

The goblins spotted her and, excited, charged forward with their weapons.

"What are you doing?"

A goblin leader suddenly slapped one of his underlings on the head.

The stunned goblin looked at the leader in confusion.

The goblin leader grinned, greedily eyeing the female Lizardman.

"The boss of the bosses said we can't eat female Lizardmen."

Hearing this, the goblin's eyes lit up.

He raised his weapon again, aiming for the child in the female Lizardman’s arms.

"Smack!"

The leader slapped him on the head again.

"Boss, what now?"

The underling glared at the leader in frustration.

The leader glared back.

"The boss of the bosses said male Lizardman children shorter than us can't be killed either."

"Why? I want meat!"

The underling complained discontentedly.

"No why. What, you want to challenge the boss of the bosses?"

The underling shrank back, shaking his head quickly.

"Come on, there’s plenty of meat outside!"

The goblins hurriedly left the hut.

Later, more groups of goblins entered the hut.

However, upon seeing the Lizardman mother and child, none of them harmed them.

Even those dissatisfied with the order grumbled and left without causing harm.

"What’s going on? What’s happening?"

In front of the largest thatched hut in the tribe's center, the elders hurriedly gathered after running from their homes.

"It’s goblins! Goblins have broken in!"

A Lizardman ran over from the darkness, terror evident on his face.

More Lizardmen gathered from all directions around the elders.

"Goblins?"

The elders exchanged looks of astonishment.

Goblins dared to attack their tribe?

At that moment, a group of Lizardmen ran in from the southern darkness, all of them terrified as if pursued by something horrific.

"Elder, we can’t hold them off! The goblins are slaughtering their way through!"

Adao furrowed his brows, stepping forward and pushing aside the Lizardman in front of him.

He strode to the forefront, raising his large machete.

"Don’t be afraid! Prepare for battle!"

Adao’s roar rallied his companions.

Unknowingly, more than 200 Lizardmen had gathered behind Adao.

His shout gave the terrified Lizardmen a sliver of courage.

In the rear, more Lizardmen gathered from the north.

But suddenly, the southern darkness fell silent.

The chaotic sounds of battle vanished completely.

Adao stared intently into the darkness, gripping his large machete tightly with both hands.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the darkness erupted with change.

A dense barrage of arrows filled the night sky, shooting from the south.

Countless black streaks hurtled toward the Lizardmen.

"Bang!"

At that moment, the door of the large thatched hut behind the Lizardmen burst open.

A cloud of white mist surged out, rolling over the Lizardmen's feet and toward the darkness.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Ten meters ahead of the Lizardmen, the white mist coalesced into an ice wall that rose high into the air.

The arrows clattered against the ice wall, scattering shards of ice.

The ice wall's exterior quickly turned into a pincushion of embedded bolts.

"It’s the High Priest!"

The appearance of the ice wall elicited cheers from the Lizardmen.

Amid the cheering, a white figure emerged from the hut.

Standing at the entrance, Bai Ling gazed solemnly into the darkness.

The goblins’ large-scale attack tonight had taken him by surprise.

He had never thought the goblins would dare to attack the tribe, let alone with such force.

"A white Lizardman who can use magic… could that be Bai Ling?"

In the southern darkness, Li Meng observed the white figure at the hut's entrance.

[Lizardman]

[Level: 41]

[Strength: 17]

[Defense: 14]

[Agility: 21]

[Magic: 71]

[Ice Elemental Control: LV4]

[Mindspeak: LV3]

As if realizing something, Li Meng grinned.

"So, you’re the turning point, huh?"

Upon seeing the "Mindspeak" skill, Li Meng finally understood everything.

Bai Ling was the true culprit behind the tribe's downfall.

The Mindspeak skill allowed Bai Ling to communicate with other tribes.

Bai Ling was the key to the alliance between the Pigmen and the Lizardmen.