Indeed, these beings were enigmatic.
Had the goblins possessed such abilities, they would have long since emerged as a formidable power in Marshall State rather than lurking in the shadows.
The collective strength of these goblin shamans was insufficient to challenge Boiling Whale, and the goblin king would certainly not stand idly by as its subordinates perished needlessly.
The Goblin King, poised to make his move, was suddenly confronted by the advancing undead, whose intentions were unmistakably directed towards the foreign adversary.
The Goblin King halted his assault, opting to observe the unfolding confrontation for the time being.
Regardless of the outcome, both factions would inevitably expend their magical energies.
And when they found themselves utterly fatigued, it would present the Goblin King with the opportune moment to strike once more.
Amidst the chaos, the boiling whale caught sight of the oncoming undead and the two siblings.
His expression shifting with unease.
Despite being a level four monarch, it was impossible for him to contend with the combined forces of over 30 royal level beings, consisting of both goblins and undead.
Anger etched on his face, he directed a warning towards the siblings.
I advise you to refrain from meddling in matters that do not concern you.
Chapter 269.
The goblin king Fa Jing was utterly astonished that the two siblings would enlist the aid of the undead.
From a rational perspective, one would expect that the optimal strategy would be to sit back and reap the benefits of others efforts.
However, Chunfong and Chun Schwed disregarded Fay Jing entirely, each delivering a kick imbued with the elements of light and darkness.
Feing quickly raised his guard while the surrounding undead and goblin shamans surged toward him in unison.
Shaunfangs suspicions were confirmed.
Fay Jing possessed considerable resistance against goblin sorcery.
Yet, he faltered against the undead.
In an instant, Fay Jing<unk>s greenish purple shield was shattered, and he was struck down to the ground by a coalition of formidable foes.
The goblin shamans and the undead, displaying remarkable synergy, refrained from attacking one another and directed their assault simultaneously at Fijing and his subordinates.
You are but a band of low tier kings.
How could you possibly contend with the Goblin Kingdom? It would be wise to join forces with me to conquer the Goblin Kingdom.
As for the spoils, I assure you, I shall allow you to claim the lion's share.
Fiji Jing rose from the ground, spitting in defiance, attempting to persuade the undead to ally with him.
He was unwilling to see his hard-fought endeavor thwarted by the interference of the undead.
The conquest of the goblin kingdom had seemed a foregone conclusion.
Yet now, this group of undead stood in his way.
Do you think we're mere brutes? Chunfangs words conveyed their confidence.
Having dared to assault the goblin kingdom, they possessed the resolve to seize it.
Rather than ally with Fijing, Chunfong perceived him as an unpredictable variable.
Is that your final word? Fay Jing<unk>s expression turned icy, realizing he must resort to his trump card.
In an instant, a purple domain enveloped the battlefield as his centipede lashed its massive form, deflecting several attacks from the goblin shamans.
The centipede opened its gaping m and a violet vortex materialized above its head.
Seizing the moment when five goblin kings were caught off guard, it voraciously consumed them, leaving no time for a single cry of despair.
They vanished entirely from sight.
The five goblin kings engaged in battle were taken back, fearing they might be caught in the centipede's onslaught and hastily sought refuge.
The entire assembly of goblins and undead was momentarily stunned by this unexpected display as the boiling whale merged with a centipede.
His aura surged, transforming the surrounding violet domain into a deep azure hue.
Thick armor began to sprout from his body, enveloping his skin, while his floral patterned shirt and tailored trousers were torn apart, giving rise to backward curving skeletal appendages reminiscent of a centipede's mandibles.
The entirety of boiling whale was encased in a chestnut-hued exoskeleton with even his head becoming no exception.
Two downward curving spikes emerged from his chin.
An elongated antenny sprouted from his crown.
At this moment, the boiling whale had metamorphosed into a humanoid centipede, or more accurately, an insecttoid creature, a monstrous being.
What manner of beast was this? A fusion of himself and the centipede.
Chunwa since that boiling whale had grown even stronger than before.
Was this his trump card? The boiling whale transformed into several after images, launching an assault on the goblin shamans.
Two level one goblin shamans caught offguard were swiftly ins snared by the pincers on boiling whale's arm.
Their heads caught in a vice.
A purple vortex appeared at their chests instantly absorbing them.
The armor on boiling whale's neck split open, releasing two streams of green smoke, a byproduct of absorbing the goblin shaman's excess impurities.
The siblings felt a surge in boiling whales power, while the surrounding goblin shamans turned pale and retreated in haste.
The current boiling whale was a figure feared by all, and neither the undead nor the goblins dared to unite against him.
Once he sees an opportunity to absorb, he would only grow stronger.
This was precisely the outcome boiling whale desired.
If he feared an onslaught from both sides, he would not have emerged so early, as he could have waited for them to exhaust each other before making his entrance.
With a wave of his hand, countless gigantic whips formed from centipede bodies emerged within his domain, sweeping across everything in their path.
Chunfo grasped Chunw's hand, leveraging their speed to swiftly evade the range of boiling whales attacks.
The other undead, however, were not so fortunate.
Any direct hit would cause them to disintegrate on the spot, as these attacks were imbued with the soulbending magic of the goblins.
While this would not be lethal to the kings, it would easily injure them.
Only Sass wielding a weapon managed to shield Ronnie and Dachi from the onslaught.
As they were both soul entities, they were particularly vulnerable to such soul attacks.
Arthur with his robust physique shielded Jon and Jack from among the six great kings of races.
Arthur possessed the highest resistance.
Boiling Whale advanced towards the injured undead kings, intent on devouring them to acquire means to combat the undead.
The siblings and sass simultaneously charged at Boiling Whale in an attempt to halt him.
But his reaction speed was astonishingly swift and his explosive power had escalated dramatically.
With a flurry of punches and kicks, he repelled the siblings.
Two massive centipede phantoms trailing closely behind.
When faced with the oncoming SAS, he effortlessly grasped Sass's weapon with one hand, unleashing a soul explosion that sent Sass flying.
Just as boiling whale attempted to absorb the two trapped undead kings, he suddenly sensed something a miss and turned sharply.
An innumerable assembly of green ghostly dragons intertwined and coiled together, ultimately morphing into a gaping abyssal maw, bearing its fangs directly at boiling whale.
The boiling whale, caught off guard, radiated a brown glow from its armor, and even a phantom of a centipede materialized behind it with a thunderous roar.
A tremendous shock wave sent the nearby undead flying.
Yet the boiling whale remained steadfast, not retreating an inch, successfully absorbing the force of the potent assault.
As the attack dissipated, the whale s armor glowed with a hint of redness and a large crater formed in the ground, but it sustained no injuries.
The boiling whale raised its gaze towards the dimminionive figure floating in the sky, a smirk beginning to form beneath the mask.
The Goblin King.
A level six entity of formidable power.
Is this truly the extent of your prowess? Or have you simply grown old and lost your edge? Chapter 270.
It is you.
The boiling whale mocked the Goblin King, simultaneously revealing the latter's formidable strength.
At this moment, the boiling whale's gaze was entirely captivated by the Goblin King.
Driven by a singular ambition to annihilate the Goblin King and dominate the Goblin race.
The goblin king finally made his move, exhibiting his level six royal power.
Chunfong had felt the brunt of the earlier attack.
Had it struck any of them, it would have likely proven fatal.
Yet astonishingly, the boiling whale withtood it and scathe, affirming Chonfang's suspicion of its remarkable immunity to goblin sorcery, a trait likely linked to its centipede's previous consumption of goblin shamans.
The goblin king possessed level six strength and the boiling whale surpassed even him.
Chunwa expressed her deep concern, noting that with the monstrous prowess of the boiling whale in play, the undead would find it exceedingly challenging to conquer the goblin kingdom unless they could decisively defeat the boiling whale in one fell swoop.
It would continue to devour other royal beings as ordinary royals stood no chance against it, only rendering it increasingly powerful.
Chinfong found himself at a loss, having never encountered such an abbear ability in a lord before.
Even with a boiling whale facing away from the undead, none dared to strike.
The flying goblin shamans were no different, as hope seemed to rest solely on the goblin king.
However, if the goblin king were to falter, all would truly be lost.
So, you are the lord who allied with the goblins, the one who has controlled them.
The goblin king uttered in the goblin tongue, his voice tinged with age.
Indeed, soon it will be your turn, goblins.