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From Goblin to God of War
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Xixir Divine Academy.
A group of divine interns sat in front of crystal balls, using the balls to amplify their spiritual power, working hard to anchor the fragmentary world given by the academy.
As long as you can anchor the world, you have the opportunity to become a deity of a race and successfully advance to the First-grade student, continuing your studies in the academy.
Those who fail can only leave the academy and survive in a world full of crises.
There, an inconspicuous ant could easily lead you to your death without you even noticing; even a gust of wind passing by one day, carrying poisonous gas, could instantly take your life.
Therefore, everyone cherishes this opportunity and focuses their energy on shuttling through the fragmented world.
Brian is one of them.
He has failed twice in a row. If he fails this time, he will have to leave the college and return to his pauper's den, where the sewage flows and excrement is everywhere.
Therefore, he definitely cannot fail.
In the vast and boundless desert, a group of small figures knelt down in unison, chanting and calling out with endless despair and supplication. From time to time, more figures surged out from the rear like a tide, joining the ranks of this desperate prayer.
Their prayers grew stronger, so much so that Brian's soul was drawn to it. However, Brian's face couldn't muster a smile.
Because the following prayer is for Goblin. Goblin is a very common race in various worlds.
However, they are timid and cowardly by nature, extremely greedy, weak in strength, and their organizational abilities are terrible. It is for these reasons that Goblin has become one of the races that all novice gods avoid and are unwilling to form contracts with.
The only thing worth praising is their super strong reproductive ability. As long as they are given a little leeway, they can quickly multiply into a large population.
But what makes Brian extremely headache is that this place is a desert with extremely harsh environment. Water resources are extremely scarce, making survival difficult; food sources are scarce, not only making it difficult to take advantage of the strong reproductive ability of the goblins, but also infinitely magnifying many of their shortcomings.
Brian felt a bit of a headache. His mental strength was about to be exhausted, and he dared not gamble on whether he could find a more suitable initial family before his mental strength dried up.
After all, as an orphan, once expelled from the academy, he had no family background to support him in holding another divine ceremony.
There are few chances left. Even if Goblin is not very capable, it's better than being eliminated! Brian has no choice but to choose them.
Since he has decided to choose them, Brian must help the Goblin in front of him. He roughly observed the situation.
Below, there are fifty or sixty Goblins, each one bearing wounds. Negative emotions such as fear, confusion, and worry spread rampantly throughout the entire population.
In the rear, several Gnolls with makeshift stone axes are leisurely pursuing them. Their demeanor suggests that they are in complete control, convinced that these Goblins have no chance of escaping their fate of being slaughtered.
In front of them was an endless expanse of desert, with a formidable enemy in pursuit. The desperate goblins gave up all resistance and knelt on the ground, fervently praying for divine intervention.
Brian roughly understood the situation and then issued an order to the goblins below.
At this moment, a vague figure appeared in the minds of all the Goblins, raising a hand and pointing towards the Gnolls, saying only one word: "Kill!"
He was just a novice god, where did he get the ability to directly deal with the Gnolls? They can only rely on themselves. Furthermore, if they don't ignite their fighting spirit, even if they pass this level, what about next time?
Brian's command instantly stopped the chaotic Goblin in their tracks. They looked at each other with a mix of excitement and nervousness on their faces.
The deities, seen as their last hope, finally responded, but instead of directly intervening to rescue them, the deities instructed them to resist the Gnolls on their own.
But the confidence of this group of goblins has long been shattered, otherwise how could they have been driven to such a desperate situation?
However, one of the gnolls has long been dissatisfied. This time, with the help of divine guidance, he suddenly stood up, tightly grasping the crude wooden stick in his hand, and looked at the approaching gnolls, loudly shouting to his companions:
"Are we going to let them exploit us like this?"
"We have to kill them in order to survive."
"Brothers, stand up and kill them!" The other goblins trembled, still too afraid to make a move.
This time, Brian finally understands why everyone is unwilling to contract with a Goblin as their initial family member, even in the hands of a stronger deity, they exist as cannon fodder.
However, this young Goblin does have some courage.
The Gnolls with a bloody smell are getting closer, and the Goblins are in chaos, not knowing what to do. There is even one who, in a panic, runs to the Gnolls and kneels down, begging for mercy.
"Please, spare me, I am willing to do anything for you, I can be your dog."
In order to survive, he even stooped down to kiss the Gnolls' feet.
The leader of the Gnolls bared his foul-smelling mouth, grabbed the kneeling Goblin, and pulled him close, saying, "The pleas of the weak are always so laughable."
After saying that, he directly snapped its neck and casually discarded it on the ground like trash, letting the wind and sand swallow it up.
Seeing the last glimmer of hope extinguished, the goblins looked lifeless, lying on the ground waiting for the judgment of the gnolls.
"Saw that! Even if we beg for mercy, they will still kill us," Young goblin said to his companion.
"We have no way out. We can only survive by killing them."
In the face of reality, coupled with the encouragement of the Young goblin, the despondent Goblin finally showed some interest.
Seeing this, Young goblin added fuel to the fire: "They, only have 5, while we have, have many groups of 5, at least over a hundred."
"I will definitely kill them all!"
"The gods have just given me a revelation. They will secretly help us defeat the evil guys in front of us!"
In order to defeat the guy in front of him, he had to tell a lie, hoping that the gods would not blame him.
It's unclear whether it was the cruelty of reality that crushed their hopes, or the disparity in numbers that sparked their natural tendency to bully the weak, or perhaps it was the power of the gods that gave them the strength.
"Let's fight them!" a Goblin shouted, and all the Goblins picked up whatever they could find as weapons, charging at the Gnolls with their last hope for survival, disregarding everything else.
Observing Goblin's Brian wry smile, Goblin only has 23, I don't know how he counted 100, it's obvious he's not good at math.
But at this time, the only way is to encourage them, in order to make it possible for them to resist.
However, motivation alone is not enough. The disparity in combat power and weaponry is evident, so charging in like this could very likely result in the complete annihilation of the entire army.
I have to help them, or else the race I just chose will be wiped out.
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