The Ten Thousand Great Mountains, home of the goblins.
On the plaza outside the Goblin King's palace, the little brat waited with two dark, large eyes, staring blankly at the teleportation array.
The expectant look on his face gradually turned to disappointment.
"Sigh! Did the boss forget? Why isn't he here yet? Is there something wrong with the teleportation array I built? Or did I get the coordinates wrong?"
The little brat muttered to himself as he waited.
Even though his voice was very low, it still reached the ears of the old goblin, Carter.
Hearing the little brat's murmur, old Carter couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This adorable Highness had already said the same thing for the thirteenth time.
He had also checked the teleportation array inside and out ten times, and confirmed the coordinates no less than twenty times.
"Your Highness, the teleportation array is fine, and the coordinates are confirmed correct!"
Old Carter repeated what he had already said twelve times.
Unexpectedly, the little brat turned his small face to him and asked innocently, "Then why isn't Brother Qianmo here yet?"
The muscles on old Carter's face twitched again.
This was the fourteenth time His Highness had said that sentence...
To think that he, a dignified peak Lord-level cultivator on the verge of becoming a Saint, a powerful goblin who would become a Saint, was about to turn into a talking parrot.
If his old rivals knew about this, they would probably die laughing.
Alas! What a headache...
The night goblin beside him also raised a hand and rubbed his temples.
Being pestered by the same words from a cute human boy was also a headache-inducing matter!
However, she wasn't anxious at the moment, as there was plenty of time, and waiting was just waiting.
Besides, not too much time had passed, at most half an hour.
The most impatient was the goblin warrior, Terrence.
He was eagerly anticipating the appearance of that legendary lord, who would teach that arrogant and unapproachable night elf a good lesson.
Just as everyone was waiting with bated breath.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light surged from the platform of the teleportation array before them.
Immediately after, a colorful portal appeared in the center of the platform.
Seeing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, they were here, and they could finally stop listening to the little brat's endless chatter.
The next moment.
Four figures appeared at the entrance of the portal.
The person in the lead was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in exquisite silver-white soft armor, with a pure white cape fluttering behind him.
His face was handsome and resolute, his build tall and slender, and his shoulder-length hair was casually tied back with a thin string, making him look as ethereal as an immortal.
Behind this young man were a man and two women.
The man was handsome, and the women were stunningly beautiful.
These four naturally were Xiao Mo, along with Xian Junhe, Xian Qinger, and Mu Ling.
As for Mo Wuxin, he had silently vanished into the void as they were about to leave the portal.
With his current peak Lord-level strength, let alone hiding in the void, he could probably even dance in the void without being perceived by anyone other than a Saint.
Only those whose auras were locked onto by Mo Wuxin could sense his presence.
"Big brother! Is that you?"
As the portal disappeared, the first thing that came was the little brat's childish, excited, and slightly anxious shout.
This was the first time he had seen him in person; he had only heard his voice before, so it was normal to be a little nervous.
After all, the little brat was only twelve or thirteen years old.
"Dou Xiaodou, Xiaodouzi!"
Xiao Mo followed the sound and cast his gaze towards the young figure standing below the array platform, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
This little brat was wearing a custom-made black combat armor, with a buzz cut, and a somewhat chubby face. He looked sturdy and stout, but he was a bit grimy.
However, it wasn't his fault.
He had spent most of his time in the forging room recently, so it was normal for him to be covered in dust.
Hearing Xiao Mo call him, the little brat's eyes immediately lit up.
"Haha! Boss, you're finally here! Xiaodouzi has finally seen you!"
The little brat's voice was filled with surprise and excitement as he shouted and ran towards the array platform.
He ran to Xiao Mo's side and directly hugged Xiao Mo's arm, gripping it tightly.
Xiao Mo patted the little brat's head and smiled playfully, teasing, "You really are a little brat!"
Unexpectedly, Dou Xiaodou took pride in it instead of shame. He directly raised his head and said loudly, "It's okay! Whatever boss says, that's what it is!"
In his heart, Boss Qianmo was his idol and his big brother, and his only family in this world at the moment.
Therefore, no matter what Xiao Mo called him, he would never object.
Xiao Mo smiled and said nothing more. He directly raised his hand and placed it on the little brat's shoulder, then slowly walked towards old Carter and the others.
Old Carter, the night goblin, and the others looked at the young man approaching them with varying expressions.
Terrence was naturally curious, mixed with a trace of admiration and respect.
Old Carter was shocked.
Because he never imagined that in just over ten days, this lord had already reached the Lord-level strength.
Not only that, but the three behind him were also all Lord-level, and the two women were at the peak of Lord-level, only a single step away from Saint-level.
Most importantly, the aura of these few people was well-hidden. If not for his cultivation technique having a special nature, he wouldn't have been able to discern their depth at all!
The necromancer stared at the four with extreme vigilance, his hand clutching the white bone staff tightening unconsciously.
Because the auras of three of these four people made him extremely uncomfortable. There were two completely different auras, yet both of them had a suppressing effect on his power.
This feeling filled the necromancer with dread, so he had to be vigilant.
As for the night goblin, she looked at Mu Ling with disdain.
From the moment Xiao Mo and the others appeared, her gaze had been fixed on Mu Ling, her eyes filled with disdain and a hint of murderous intent.
"You want to kill her?"
Xiao Mo sensed the faint killing intent and cast a cold gaze at the night goblin's exquisite face. His expression was blank, but his tone carried a hint of coldness.
Hearing Xiao Mo's voice, the night goblin finally withdrew her gaze. Her seductive face changed slightly, and she gave Xiao Mo a perfunctory smile.
"Slap!"
The next moment, accompanied by a flash of white light, a crisp sound echoed across the plaza.
Then, the night goblin exclaimed, instinctively raised her hand to cover her right cheek, and her body recoiled several steps.
Afterward, the exposed half of her face contorted in pain, and a faint white light emanated from between her fingers as she clutched her right cheek.
At the same time, the necromancer's spiritual energy instantly erupted, protecting himself with a ball of dark light shimmering with an eerie green glow.
Unfortunately, even so, as the white light descended, the black light surrounding him began to melt away.
The next moment, a series of piercing screams could be heard.
"How dare you disrespect my lord, this is just the beginning!"
"Next, you will face the judgment of my lord!"
Xian Qinger's face was covered in frost. As her voice fell, she raised her scepter and prepared to unleash a judgment spell on the necromancer and the night goblin.