A: Magic Forest
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Right after the goblins that headed this village finished their sentences, the goblins that were under the influence of their magic instantly increased their speed.
Miss Peony is beaming. He walked back faster while trying to be a shield for the junior witches he was responsible for. He would not let his sidewalk hurt a little.
As the woman had thought before, the strength of a leader from the goblin clan indeed could not be considered one-eyed. There was a special reason why he was chosen as an elder and the fact that he mastered magic to control beings of the same race as him was one of the many reasons to choose him as an elder.
The goblin's eye bead turned pitch-black. Miss Peony's guess is right. This goblin is one of the owners of the king's eyes. Very few creatures have this kind of eye color and natural power.
Miss Peony's entourage moved back and found a dead end. A hut of goblins blocked their movement and they were forced to stop.
Besieged. They were completely surrounded and could not move anymore.
"There's no need to be scared like that. You will not feel any significant pain when I plunge into the lava liquid later. I'll make sure that you guys get special treatment when cooked later, hahaha."
The slippery green-headed creature's laughter grew increasingly jarring and disturbing. There were no signs of joking around and it made Ms Peony even more confident that she had to make the decision as quickly and as well as possible before it was too late.
He was already detached from the influence of his drunkenness. The color of his bead had returned to its original color and his body was no longer limp. The bubbles of drunk makers had disappeared unnoticed and their natural strength was drastically reduced.
The situation has really become unfavorable for Miss Peony's camp. They were already on the verge of victory.
But now is not the time to be self-deprecating. Miss Peony could have given up on the situation while blaming herself. But, on his shoulders were the lives of three young witches. He will not only regret it here, but also in the afterlife.
So, he turned his brain back. Years of studying everything in the magician academy should have helped him a lot in solving problems like this.
Unfortunately, he really didn't know what to do. In front of them, the goblins of all levels were getting closer and closer.
He decided to bring the junior witches running to the side. Moving backwards alone is impossible, let alone moving forwards. Although he knows that escape is not the right decision and step to take, but at least it can make himself and the other three witches can survive longer.
Depressing.
He tries to point his wand at a goblin to paralyze him using an explosive spell.
It worked!
Unfortunately, only the goblin was someone he could conquer. The rest were still in the hundreds and if he only relied on these explosive spells, his energy would not be enough and the result would be the same. Die.
"Please Peony, Lord!"
