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Bosell had also created a neutral city out of the Broken Spear Great Demon Angoro. As long as you have a good chance, you can stay here and develop your skills. If you're not friendly, then just wait for your attacks! After mastering magic, the Broken Spear Giant had grown in strength. However, it was still not enough to compete with the Night Elves of Akara, and could only be on par with Hendrall's Goblins.

However, the trolls began to learn to be smart. They began to lurk, hiding in the forest, making it impossible for the trolls to find them, and then they once again began their primitive life. As long as the trolls entered the forest alone, they would be hunted down by countless trolls. Although Hammer had organized several big searches, all of them ended in failure!

After that, Hammertel ordered the goblins not to enter the forest alone when they were free, but there were some goblins who kept advising them to enter the forest. They even set up an organization to gather crystals at the place where the trolls used to live. The organization they formed was called the Adventurer Company, and it was similar to the Mercenary Guild in Akara. They brought a large number of wood harvesters, careful machine puppets, and a large number of guns to set off, and they received a high return in their struggle against the trolls. Although Hammerter disapproved of it, they did not violate the rules of the Alchemy God or the Goblins, so they could only turn a blind eye.

Actually, it wasn't just the adventurers' companies who were doing this. The other goblins were doing it too, but their methods were different. Hammertel also had the habit of taking risks. He called on the goblins to build hundreds of ships, and he wanted to visit the home of the Alchemy God, Akara. There were many Gnomes who shared the same thoughts as Hammertle, accounting for more than half of the Gnomes' total. Therefore, Hammer decided to build a powerful fleet to conquer the sea and head to the Alchemy God's homeland, the Sacred Land ? Akara!

Hammertle set off with half of the Goblin's population. Hundreds of large ships sailed into the vast sea, and the scenery of the sea made the Goblins cheer. It was an extremely beautiful journey that the Goblins would have felt was worth it even if they didn't find the Sacred Land, Akara. But soon, they began to panic, because it was the thirty-sixth day since they had entered the sea, and the waves were getting bigger and bigger, accompanied by a strong wind.

Fortunately, the Gnomes weren't so unlucky. After they had been tossed around in the waves for three days, an island appeared in front of them. The island was very quiet, and the Gnomes felt very strange. Soon, the Gnomes understood what was going on. The closer they got to the island, the weaker the wind became. When they were only five kilometers away from the island, the wind actually stopped!

Hammertle could feel the power of magic in the air. As long as the magic could prevent the sea from being ravaged, everything would be no longer mysterious once he found the answer to the question. However, Hammerter was even more afraid, because to protect an island like this, how much power would be needed? Hammer had no idea. Perhaps even the Alchemy God could not do it? Dammit, how could he doubt the great Alchemy God? Hammertel slapped himself hard twice, then repented for a while before letting himself go.

The Goblin's ships circled the island. They wanted to find the dock. Although they didn't know if there really were people on the island, they still needed to find a deeper place to board the boat. However, the Goblin's worries were soon proven to be unnecessary as several powerful humanoid creatures emerged from the forest on the island.

"Who are you people?" Night Elf Language! Hammer immediately recognized it. It was the Night Elf language of the Alchemy God. Not a single goblin knew two languages, one was the Goblin language and the other was the Night Elf language. Goblin was used in daily life and the Night Elf language was used when communicating with the Alchemy God.

"We are goblins, followers of the Alchemy God, from the Vale of Thorns!" Hammer knew that these were Night Elves, and although it was very possible that the other Goblins didn't recognize the Night Elves, it was only Hammer who could live past a few hundred years. After defeating the Giant Demons, the Alchemy God had left with the few Gods who came to help him, and he had not seen the Alchemy God for more than two hundred years. The other goblins might not understand Hammertle's attitude, but that was because they did not know the relationship between Hammerter and the Alchemy God. It was a little strange for them to be friends beyond the relationship between the believers and the Gods, but it was also true that many Goblins at the same time as Hammerter had become friends with the Alchemy God!

"So you are the friends of the Gnomes. Please continue forward. There is a pier in front for you to stop at." A Night Elf replied loudly, "Thank you! "Friends of the night elves!" Hammer Tel thanked him and told the Gnomes to continue driving. As expected, there was a pier not too far away. They followed the speed of the ship and arrived at the dock together. In addition, there was a Night Elf with a bow and arrow on its back who arrived at the dock a long time ago, which was much faster than the speed of a robotic tiger. Furthermore, it invited the others on the dock to welcome them.

"Welcome to Galifert, my dear Goblin friends!" A man with wings led the way to the dock and opened his arms to Hammertle, who was walking ahead.

"Thank you for your welcome!" Hammertel embraced the strange deer-man. He didn't find anything strange about the deer-man, but wondered why the leader of the night elves was from a different race. It didn't make sense! Although Hunter Lal and Hammertle had told them about the Night Elves' situation, they did not mention anything about the clan of the Spiritualists.

"This is the second grandson of our Emperor Hilda Nuo of the Akara Empire, the lord of Galifert, Bogan the Spiritual Returner!" He was Kassandra, the wife of Bogan, the granddaughter of Cenarius, and her father was one of the few jungle guardians in Akara.

"I will make Hammertle the Guardian of the Alchemy God!" He had not heard of Burgess, but he knew the surname of the Spiritualist, because Hendrall was called the Spiritualist, and that was something that all the goblins of his generation knew.

"Oh? "Are you Uncle Hendrill's sacrifice?" Bogan curiously looked at Hammertle and found that he really did have a very subtle connection with Hendrall. This connection allowed the Goblin was able to live for hundreds of years without dying.

"Please come with us to the Wind Fortress. We have prepared a sumptuous meal and wine to entertain you!" Cassandra was also a little curious, but she was much more restrained than Bogans, so she sent out an invitation on his behalf. After all, it was very rude to leave a guest hanging here.

Under the hospitality of Bogans and Cassandra, the goblins felt friendly, and decided that when they returned, they would have to talk to the goblins to make their friendship more permanent.