With a gleeful expression, she began to flaunt her achievement to Chun Foam.

What do you think, Chunfo? Am I impressive or what? Chun Foam, however, wore a look of resignation.

Instead of offering praise, he opted to voice his beusement.

So you only call me by name when there is nothing at stake, but refer to me as brother when it matters.

Huh? Chapter 239.

Unable to relieve oneself.

Chun stuck out her tongue at Chinfong.

Subsequently, Arthur and Dachi became aware of each other's vulnerabilities.

Hence, the resolution became considerably simpler.

Arthur unleashed his skill.

Withering space, a transparent diamond-shaped barrier enveloped the steel behemoth, commencing the extraction of the life force from the goblins within.

This was a sustained skill during which Arthur needed to prevent the adversary from shattering the barrier and escaping.

Given Arthur's colossal form, obstructing the steel monstrosity was an effortless endeavor.

And soon enough, the steel beast became utterly still with all six goblins inside succumbing to excessive life force depletion.

Dachi was supposed to be the nemesis of this group of steel behemoths.

However, lamentably, he had yet to ascend to the commanding level, resulting in significantly low damage output, capable only of slaying the ordinary goblin pilots among them.

Even so, this rendered many of the steel beasts in a state of slight cerebral atrophy.

Amidst the aerial battle between the two destroyers, one of the goblin shamans engaged was the injured one from the snowy mountains, the staff shaman.

The royal cadre of the goblin kingdom was limited.

And despite the staff shaman's unhealed wounds, he was compelled to join the fry.

As a royal goblin relying entirely on innate abilities rather than equipment, the shaman's combat prowess surpassed that of an ordinary goblin, earning him considerable favor from the goblin king.

Nonetheless, this was relative to other royal goblins.

The life limit for goblins was confined to the royal tier, and to further their development, they had to rely on technology.

A royal goblin at the apex of its tier could hardly stand as a rival to a destroyer, which was at the monarch's limit.

Moreover, destroyers possessed the ability to ignore and be immune to most forms of magic.

At this moment, the staff shaman was utterly exhausted, his mental and magical energies severely depleted.

While the adversary remained unscathed, countless radiant orbs surged toward the goblin, which he attempted to fend off using a magical barrier.

Blue flames surged towards the destroyer.

This magic, which inherently included a psychic assault, was effective against all undead.

However, it encountered the destroyer.

Before the attack could even reach the destroyer, it dissipated entirely.

Initially, the goblin presumed this to be a form of defensive capability on the part of the enemy.

But only now did it realize the truth.

This was the enemy's domain, a realm imperceptible to the goblin, rendering it oblivious to whether the destroyer had even activated its domain.

The essence of the destroyer's domain was simply an amplified version of its innate abilities.

Below the royal tier, the destroyer had to physically shield against incoming attacks to absorb them.

However, at the royal tier, merely activating the domain enabled it to passively absorb surrounding magic within that vicinity.

Such an ability was something the goblin had never encountered, let alone heard of.

Yet, it held steadfast to one belief.

Nothing was eternal and no creature was immortal.

The destroyer could not perpetually absorb its magic as long as it could reach that limit.

It could defeat the foe.

In truth, the goblin shaman was partially correct.

However, it only grasped half of the truth.

The destroyer's magical energy was already at capacity.

Boom.

A tremendous explosion erupted, catching the goblin shaman completely offguard.

Initially, it assumed the adversary had been obliterated by magic.

But the explosion originated from its own vicinity.

In an instant, the mind of the goblin shaman succumbed to a catastrophic failure, violently obliterated against the city wall by a tremendous explosion.

The devastating charge unleashed by the destroyer reverberated through the ground, sending tremors through the surrounding earth in the goblin city.

Chunfong could scarcely believe that the destroyer possessed such formidable power capable of vanquishing a royal being in a mere heartbeat.

Previously, he had perceived the destroyer as unremarkable, even worrying whether it could overcome the goblin shamans.

It turned out he had underestimated the situation.

The goblin warrior, known as the staff of Spike, was momentarily stunned.

Being a royal entity, it discerned the underlying threat.

Had it not been for its injuries, which had diminished both its magical energy and mental fortitude, its own demise might have been imminent.

No wonder the adversar's attacks seemed feeble.

They were merely building up their strength.

Faced with such a predicament, the staff of Spike resolved to flee without hesitation, only to find its escape thwarted by another destroyer, and snaring it in a perilous bind.

Attacking was not an option.

Yet neither was retreat.

Esteemed Lords, might you show mercy? Implored the staff of Spike.

However, the two destroyers paid at it no heed, charging forth with unrelenting intent.

The goblin warrior felt a surge of foolishness for attempting to reason with these aven foes.

How could they ever engage in conversation? Predictably, the staff of Spike was captured by the two destroyers.

At that moment, a flicker of hope ignited within the staff of Spike.

The fact that it had been taken alive rather than slain outright indicated a glimmer of survival.

Shortly thereafter, another destroyer entered the fry, unleashing the entirety of the magical energy it had absorbed, instantly decimating all the steel beasts present.

Due to the incomplete accumulation of magical power, its attack was significantly less potent than that of the first destroyer.

Chunfong could not help but marvel, acknowledging the prowess of the royal beings.

While he toiled to defeat one, a single strike from the enemy obliterated them all.

"Esteemed lords, I had intended to capture the adversary alive, but alas, it was too weak, and I inadvertently ended its life, betraying your trust," remarked one of the destroyers, the one that had dispatched the goblin shaman.

As for the rationale behind capturing them, it was of course for the sake of experience points as commanded by the queen to assist Shenfong and his companions in ascending to royal status.

The staff of Spike promptly lifted its head, bearing an expression akin to that of a creature caught in a most embarrassing predicament.

It dawned upon it that these aven beings could indeed speak, albeit choosing not to engage.

No offense taken.

It is merely that they are exceedingly weak.

Chun Fong replied nonchalantly, confident that the multitude of goblins would pose no threat without the two destroyers.

What nonsense is this? Why not endure a single strike from such a formidable attack? The staff of Spike inwardly berated the human a 100 times, finding the species utterly repugnant.

Goodness, are goblins truly so hideous? How revolting.

Chinu could not help but interject.

The staff of Spike was left speechless.

Chunfong felt there was little more to glean from the situation.

It was evident that the goblin kingdom had discovered their movements and had laid an ambush in advance.

Yet, they remained oblivious to the identity of their foes.

Nor do they know once the enemies had come.

What developments are occurring in the goblin kingdom? Chinfo inquired of the servant Shabbuchu with little expectation of a sincere answer.

Given the prior experience with Shy Tua, there was no response.

We were merely instructed to remain on guard.

As the king suspected the involvement of certain powerful factions and dared not take action, having lost his son, he still chose to endure in silence.

Such cowardice from the goblins was astonishing.

Where is the goblin kingdom located? Chun foam doubting the words of Shabuchu pressed for confirmation of the truth.

Beneath the northern lake lies the kingdom, which is not a genuine lake, but rather a facade created through technology.

The real goblin kingdom is hidden beneath it.

Shabuchu divulged this truth, emphasizing that unlike Shai Tua, sacrificing oneself for the kingdom was a fool's errand.

Cooperation guaranteed a chance of survival.

Chinfong was taken aback.

Surprised that the servant spoke honestly.

Given this unexpected cooperation, he contemplated bringing Shabbucha back for Bayou to decide its fate.