Li Meng's face froze for a moment, and he understood what was going on in his heart.

It seems that once an Ogre reaches adulthood, the parents separate from their children.

Most Magical Beasts would drive their offspring away.

But Ogres choose to leave themselves, leaving the nest to their children.

"Benben, have you ever encountered other Ogres?"

Benben nodded its massive head.

Then it tapped its helmet with its hand.

The boss's magic in its head made it feel a bit uncomfortable.

"I met them in the mountains, they were fierce, Benben didn't like them."

"Them? Was it an Ogre family?"

"Don't know, Benben fought with them. They were strange, turning to stone when seen by something hot from the sky."

Turning to stone when exposed to sunlight?

Li Meng's expression was thoughtful as he looked Benben up and down.

It seems Benben is an anomaly among Ogres.

Is it because of the "Hardened Stone Skin" skill?

Time ticked away, and the night deepened.

The chewing sounds in the tribe continued for a long time.

It wasn't until dawn that the tribe finally quieted down.

The Goblins, full and satisfied, fell asleep on the spot.

As for the female Lizardmen and the young, they were driven back to the huts.

The Goblins have a strict hierarchy, and mating rights are held by the higher-ranking Goblins.

No matter how strong the desire to mate, they would not breed offspring privately.

Ordinary Goblins don't even have the desire to actively seek mating rights.

Because the genetic information imprinted in Goblins suppresses their mating desires.

It's a form of natural selection in biological evolution.

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The offspring of the higher-ranking ones have greater potential.

Only the higher-ranking ones breeding offspring can strengthen the tribe.

While ordinary Goblins breeding offspring would only weaken the tribe.

As the morning light rose in the eastern sky, the traces of last night's battle had disappeared.

The tribe was filled only with Goblins sleeping soundly.

Both the Goblin and Lizardman corpses had vanished.

As for where they went, naturally, they ended up in the Goblins' stomachs.

Looking at the Goblins sleeping soundly, each Goblin's belly was round and full.

"What... what do you plan to do with us?"

The morning sun was bright, and the tribe was silent.

Bai Ling walked weakly out of the hut's door.

The pain of her severed tail made her voice tremble.

Bai Ling looked with resentment at the Goblin sitting at the door, lost in thought as it gazed at the blue sky.

Li Meng turned to glance at Bai Ling, who was leaning against the door frame.

Bai Ling was still Bai Ling, only the tail under her beast skirt was gone.

She had lost more than just her tail; there were other things too.

After a glance at Li Meng, she withdrew her gaze and continued to look at the blue sky.

"I am a smart Goblin. I won't let you become breeding tools, used until death and then eaten. Every 365 sunsets, tribute ten percent of your population, half male and half female, and rotate every 365 sunsets."

A steady flow is the best way to maximize the value of the Lizardmen.

Goblins have inherent flaws.

To reproduce, they must rely on other races.

So, the future tribe must have its own vassal race.

"What difference does it make?"

Despair flashed in Bai Ling's eyes.

How could she not know the difference?

The former is a moment of pain, the latter a lifetime of suffering.

"The difference is huge. At least you can live, reproduce, and grow stronger, providing us with more females and labor!"

"You... you demon!"

Bai Ling's face showed sorrow, feeling despair for the tribe's future.

Li Meng turned to look at Bai Ling at the door, grinning fiercely.

"Goblins are far scarier than demons!"

With that, Li Meng stood up.

"Once I wipe out the Gray Scale tribe and the Black Scale tribe, all the Lizardmen in the swamp will be under your rule. If you don't want your people to suffer, work well for me, or else you'll only be fit to become food."

Saying this, Li Meng patted the armor of Benben, who was sleeping soundly.

Benben stirred and stood up.

"Roar!"

Benben let out a great roar.

The massive roar echoed from the helmet, sweeping across the land.

The Goblins in the tribe, who were sleeping soundly, were startled awake.

"Take me with you. I can help you subdue the Gray Scale tribe and the Black Scale tribe at a lower cost!"

Li Meng turned to Bai Ling, grinning.

"Then keep up, I'm looking forward to it!"

How could Li Meng not see through Bai Ling's little schemes?

She merely wanted to preserve the Lizardmen's living strength for the future.

At noon, under the blazing sun, Li Meng led the Goblin army away from the White Scale tribe.

With Bai Ling as the guide, the Goblin army advanced straight towards the Gray Scale tribe.

Two days later, in the swamp, the Gray Scale tribe.

In a shallow water area stood a dense cluster of wooden houses on stilts.

The endless water surrounding the tribe provided an extremely open view.

Due to the geographical environment, the Gray Scale tribe had not built wooden walls to protect the tribe.

As the afternoon approached, in the largest wooden house of the tribe.

"Gray Scale Chief, the Goblin army is attacking, the White Scale tribe's stronghold has already been breached!"

This sudden news left the elders in the wooden house with astonished expressions.

The White Scale tribe's population was close to a thousand, and its strength was not weak among the three tribes.

Moreover, with Bai Ling the High Priest holding the fort, how could it be breached by mere Goblins?

The elders kneeling in the wooden house looked at each other in disbelief.

The Gray Scale chief sat expressionless, looking at the Lizardman who came to warn them.

"Nonsense, the White Scale tribe has Bai Ling the High Priest. How could mere Goblins shake them?"

Gray Scale found it hard to believe that the White Scale tribe could be breached by Goblins.

He had witnessed the powerful magic possessed by Bai Ling the High Priest.

How could mere Goblins be a match for Bai Ling the High Priest?

The High Priest could easily wipe out hundreds of Goblins with a single spell.

Seeing the Gray Scale chief's disbelief, the Lizardman from the White Scale tribe became anxious.

It quickly knelt on the ground.

"Gray Scale Chief, every word I say is true. When I left the tribe, the outer wooden walls had already been breached. The High Priest sent me to the Gray Scale tribe and the Black Scale tribe to issue a warning!"

Could it be true?

The White Scale tribe, with Bai Ling the High Priest, was breached by Goblins?

Looking at the Lizardman kneeling on the ground, Gray Scale's expression changed.

The other elders were also filled with doubt and uncertainty.

If the White Scale tribe was indeed breached by Goblins.

Then how powerful must the invading Goblin army in the swamp be?

"Chief, Chief, something bad has happened!"

At this moment, a Lizardman rushed in.

"It's the Goblins, the Goblin army is attacking!"

The Lizardman who ran into the wooden house reported loudly, panic-stricken.

"What?"

"How is that possible, so soon?"

The people from the White Scale tribe had just arrived, and the Goblin army appeared?