The Goblin Group suddenly quieted down.
Among the hundreds of murky eyeballs, at this moment, they only reflected the gallant image of the female Hero brandishing her longsword.
And those legs, that waist, those hands, that skin, that hair, those cheeks—
Then, the goblins went into a frenzy.
It has to be said that goblins are creatures truly faithful to their instincts—after all, beyond that, they have nothing else.
Because they want to survive, they don't care about the death of their leader; they only strive to run faster than their companions.
Because they want females, they don't care about the death of their leader; they only chase to run faster than their companions.
The difference is that the former is about saving themselves, which means retreating,
while the latter is about disregarding their own life and death, which means advancing.
At this moment, driven by instinct, almost all the goblins exhibited an undaunted spirit of 'sacrifice' and 'unity.'