With a wave of his hand, Li Meng commanded, "Disperse! Gobu Da, Gobu Ke, Gobu Ta, let's move!"

The goblins gathered in front of the wooden hut scattered in all directions.

Shortly after, Li Meng led three hunting parties westward, departing from the tribe.

That night, the forest was eerily quiet.

In the darkness, small shadows occasionally flitted by.

This world had magical beasts as well as ordinary animals.

Those with magic crystals were magical beasts; those without were just regular animals.

Suddenly, a rustling sound emerged from the depths of the forest.

Before long, the sound grew closer.

In a moment, a large group of shadows appeared in the forest.

They spread throughout the forest, moving in the same direction.

The sound of dry leaves being trampled echoed through the entire forest.

Among the shadows, Li Meng was conspicuously present.

This time, Li Meng did not bring Benben along.

Benben was too large, unsuitable for stealthy operations.

Li Meng's goal this time was to collect ghost spider webs.

He needed to avoid combat as much as possible.

It had been five days since they left the tribe.

During these five days, the hunting party hunted while moving towards the Ghost Spider Forest.

The tribe was not far from the Ghost Spider Forest, only about twenty kilometers in a straight line.

If they marched quickly, they could reach the Ghost Spider Forest in a day at most.

"Boss, it's the smell of the swamp!"

In the dark, Gobu Qiang found the boss by scent.

Li Meng also caught the damp and decaying smell in the air.

Smelling the swamp meant they were close to the Ghost Spider Forest.

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Meanwhile, in the forest near the goblin hunting party.

Several shadows were hiding in the bushes.

"The noise is loud, it's the smell of goblins!"

"There are too many, be careful not to be discovered by them!"

"They won't find us; we've smeared mud on ourselves to interfere with the goblins' sense of smell."

"What should we do now?"

"A Bu, once the goblins have gone far, return to the tribe and inform the high priest of the situation here."

Hiding in the bushes, A Da stared intently at the figures passing through the forest.

His brother had recently died at the hands of the goblins.

Though hatred filled his heart, he wouldn't fight those disgusting creatures at night.

"What about you guys?"

"We'll keep an eye on the goblins to see what they're up to."

"Understood!"

Soon, the commotion in the forest gradually faded away.

As the goblins left, the forest returned to silence.

Suddenly, there was some movement in a patch of bushes.

From the shaking bushes, a sturdy figure crawled out.

"Be careful, I'm heading back."

In the dark, only whispers could be heard in the forest.

A Bu turned and hurried towards the depths of the forest in the direction of the swamp.

"Whoosh!"

After only a few steps, a sharp "whoosh" sounded.

A piercing sound suddenly came from the right side of the forest.

With a "thud," A Bu's running figure suddenly halted.

It was as if he had been struck by an invisible force, his body flying sideways.

He flew a full five meters before tumbling to the ground.

"A Bu!"

The sudden change elicited a gasp from the bushes.

"Don't make a sound!"

Hiding in the bushes, A Da broke out in a cold sweat.

He covered his companion's mouth with his hand.

He knew they might have been discovered by the goblins.

At this moment, in the depths of the forest on the other side.

Li Meng stood with a long spear in hand, his gaze fixed on the depths of the forest.

"Boss, it's a lizardman!"

Behind Li Meng, Gobu Qiang looked at the boss with admiration.

The boss had thrown the long spear over a hundred meters, precisely hitting the lizardman.

Such a distance, with so many trees in between.

Even ten of him, no, twenty of him couldn't do the same.

Li Meng sniffed the air, listening to the sounds in the depths of the forest.

There were definitely more lizardmen in the forest; lizardmen never acted alone.

But their exact location was uncertain to Li Meng.

"Let's go!"

After a long while, Li Meng turned and left.

Gobu Qiang cast a mocking glance at the depths of the forest.

He grinned and quickly followed the boss.

One day, the lizardmen would end up as nothing more than dung in his belly.

Soon after, the forest returned to complete tranquility.

Half an hour later, murmurs arose from the bushes in the depths of the forest.

"No more noise, have they left?"

"Not sure, but they should be far away by now!"

Moments later, several sturdy figures crawled out from the bushes.

A Da quickly ran to A Bu's body.

"A Da, how is A Bu?"

"He's dead, pierced through by a long weapon!"

A Da gripped the long spear embedded in A Bu's chest and pulled it out forcefully.

The spear was immediately extracted from A Bu's body.

"The goblins have discovered us, but they can't pinpoint our location. Let's go, head back!"

Moments later, three lizardmen hurriedly left the forest, carrying their companion's body.

Five hours later, in the swamp.

Silver moonlight bathed the land, slightly dispelling the darkness of the swamp.

Compared to the forest, the swamp was vast.

It was like a great plain, dotted with pools of water.

Ninety percent of the land was submerged, but the water was shallow, no more than twenty centimeters deep.

In the swamp, there was a small island with a cluster of thatched huts.

That night, in one of the larger, roofless huts.

Silver moonlight filtered through the roof, slightly dispelling the darkness inside.

"High Priest, this is the weapon used by the goblins!"

A Bu knelt and respectfully presented the long spear with both hands.

In front of him was a grass mat.

Sitting on the mat was a lizardman, entirely snow-white.

Its pure white scales glistened in the moonlight.

Though a lizard, its graceful curves were beautiful and alluring.

It extended a delicate hand to take the spear from A Bu.

The white lizard looked down at the spear, gently caressing the spearhead with its right hand.

"This is iron, a weapon only humans use!"

Humans?

A flicker of surprise crossed A Bu's eyes as he bowed his head.

A few years ago, A Bu had encountered human adventurers on the other side of the mountain.

Though they used iron weapons, they seemed different from those used by the goblins.

"Though both are iron, the quality is much inferior to that of humans!"

The white lizard gently set down the spear, its gaze shifting to a lizardman sitting quietly nearby.

"Elder A Dao, we must not let those goblins pollute our swamp!"

The white lizard's voice was soft, but its eyes were filled with disdain.

In this world, no race liked the goblins, those monstrous creatures.

The sitting lizardman opened its eyes.

It stood up and strode out.

"Rest assured, High Priest, mere goblins are not worth worrying about!"

Watching the elder's departing figure, the white lizard's face showed a contemplative expression.

It looked down at the spear beside it, its face thoughtful.