Chapter 523
Chapter 523 Planar Door
After casually exterminating an escaping goblin, Mary put down the crimson longbow in her hands.
All thirty-one goblin guards by the platform had been murdered in the short time that had passed. Their bodies were piled up inside the carriage and buried underneath all the fruits.
In truth, the strike team had no more need to hide their identities from this point on.
The tunnels from here on sprawled in every direction. Gazlowe would be hard-pressed to stop them in all of the tunnels, even if he knew they were coming.
On the other hand, a trace of seriousness appeared on Alice’s pretty face as she smelled the strange and unique odor in the tunnel.
“I smell a trace of an otherworldly aura here!”
“Otherworldly aura? You mean?” Greem paused for a moment and asked softly.
The old goblin was still sitting on the platform, but when the Dragonborn arrived in front of him, they were practically at the same eye level.
“You are that tiny goblin?” The Dragonborn’s voice was as loud as a bell. The other goblins on the platform couldn’t help but cover their ears.
“You’ve done very well! We will greatly reward you once we have established a foothold here.”
The Dragonborn took a quick sweeping look at the planar door. It was evident that he was delighted with the work of the goblins. However, the tone he used to praise Gazlowe was stiff and forced. Its voice held the disdain and mockery used when rewarding a traitorous dog with a bone.
“Lord Ashendrake, why is it only you? Didn’t we agree on a squad of thirty individuals?” Gazlowe asked with a soft voice and an expression of incomprehension.
“Hmph. The planar door you built has cut out too many important materials. Too many things are missing. It is utterly incapable of sustaining the descent of the Third Grade Duke. Now that I have arrived have your men remove themselves from this place. They are not to enter without being summoned. The matters of us dragonborn need not your interference.”
Perhaps because he sensed the frailty of the goblins present here, Dragonborn Ashendrake Thunderlight’s tone turned impatient. From his point of view, these weaklings that couldn’t even survive a single dragon’s breath had no right to talk to him, a Dragonborn Marquis.
He would have turned them all into ash and dust with his power of lightning if it weren’t for the energy sustainment of the door still hinging upon this ‘trash.’
The goblins’ faces turned various colors when they heard the caustic words of the Dragonborn.
Some goblin engineers even secretly took out walkie-talkies and prepared to summon the magical machine army waiting outside the hall.
“Very well, very well, it is understood.” Who knew? Gazlowe didn’t seem to be even the least bit frustrated by the Dragonborn’s harsh words. Instead, he ordered his subordinates to lift his chair and bring him out of the hall, his face still wearing a fawning smile.
“Lord Prince, you mean to… ” Those goblin engineers swarmed around Gazlowe once they were sufficiently far away. They asked in soft voices.
“Hmph! These dragonborn are all idiots that think in one dimension. We’ll let them have their way for the moment. Once all of that dragonborn squad teleports over here, we will cut off the energy supply to the planar door and capture them all. Then, the life force of three dozen dragonborn will be more than enough for us to complete Project Immortality!” Gazlowe coughed intensely, maniacally laughing as he did so. His dark green skin and black age spots shook as he laughed. It was a hideous, wicked sight.