In Baron Dahl's battle plan, the goblin chief and the goblin shaman were the biggest risks to the goblin tribe. These two fellows were not only outstanding in combat, but they were also excellent leaders and support troops. With their leadership, even ordinary goblins would become much stronger. The goblin hunters, warriors, and archers who were not weak to begin with would become even stronger. They would become so strong that ordinary soldiers would not be able to defeat them.
Of course, Baron Dahl also had commanders and support troops under him. However, their "professional" abilities were much weaker than the goblin chief and the goblin shaman.
Firstly, these two mid-level monsters were indeed very powerful. Secondly, their support abilities were almost completely targeted at the goblins and even the goblins at the headquarters. The greater the restriction, the greater the power. Compared to the talents under Baron Dahl who could play a supporting role no matter who they worked with, the goblins themselves were not weak and had such a restriction. Of course, their support was stronger.
Under normal circumstances, the goblins could not defeat the well-built humans. However, with the help of the chief and shaman, the situation was hard to say. Moreover, even if they could win, it did not mean that they would not suffer losses.
If not for the clergymen of the Church of the Void Mask, there would have been some casualties in this battle.
Seeing that the people of the Church of the Void Mask were facing off against the goblin chief and shaman, Baron Dahl nodded and ordered the mages and knights around him to be ready to support them at any time.
Although he hated this group of clergymen who were hindering his authority, he still knew what was more important.
No matter how big the conflict was, it would have to wait until the monsters were eliminated and they returned to Dahl City in triumph.
There were indeed fools in the world who were busy fighting with their enemies in front of them, or even trying to rope in external enemies to deal with their colleagues. However, Baron Dahl was not one of them.
The Dahl family had never produced good people, but they were also not fools.
Just as the mopping up troops were ready, the goblin chief made the first move.
It did not attack directly, but let out a strange roar, and then its body shone brightly with green light.
In an instant, the green light dissipated, and this guy, who was not small to begin with, suddenly grew several times bigger, turning into a giant.
"Giant Spell?!" The mage beside Baron Dahl exclaimed. "How did it become so big?"
This question also appeared in the hearts of the others — the Giant Transformation Spell was not a rare spell, and most of the experts present had seen it before. But that spell was supposed to only double the size of the target. With the goblin chief's physique, he would only be one or two heads taller than the bear-like paladin. How could he become a giant?!
Looking at its current height, it was probably taller than the roof of a two-story building. The Saint Samurai, who was already considered extremely burly among ordinary people, didn't even reach its waist when standing in front of it!
"Don't get distracted!" The old priest, whose hair was already half white, roared, waking everyone up from their shock. "Focus on the battle! I can't fight them head-on! "
As he spoke, the Goblin Shaman had already taken action. It took out a bloody, fresh bone and chewed it a few times. He didn't know where his strong bite force came from, but he managed to chew the bone into pieces and spit it out.
These pieces of bone mixed with blood turned into a blood cloud the moment they were spat out, shrouding a large area in the surroundings. The goblins in the blood cloud all had bloodshot eyes, and the muscles on their bodies were noticeably larger. There was even a murderous aura emanating from their bodies. The murderous aura of the goblin chief was the strongest. The professional soldiers didn't even dare to approach it, and the archers didn't dare to shoot at it.
Everyone recognized this spell at a glance. It was Bloodlust, one of the most common Shaman spells.
This spell could increase the strength of the target, increase their fighting spirit, and reduce the pain when injured. It was indeed very practical.
But it was also because of this that there were many mages who knew how to counter it.
The middle-aged mage beside Baron Dahl had been paying attention to the Goblin Shaman. When he saw it chewing the bone in its mouth, he had already determined which spells it was most likely to use, and was ready. At this moment, when the red blood cloud appeared, he put away the other items, leaving only a bottle of high-purity holy water stored in a small silver bottle.
Muttering an incantation, the mage splashed the holy water in the silver bottle into the air. The holy water splashed, but it didn't fall to the ground. Instead, it turned into a thin white mist in the air, quickly drifting in the direction of the Goblin Shaman.
The white mist didn't seem to have any power at first, but all the goblins that came into contact with it had their eyes cleared up. The bloodthirsty red light faded, and the muscles on their bodies returned to normal.
This was a typical battle between spellcasters on the battlefield. In just a few seconds, both sides had already fought one round.
And in this round, the middle-aged mage had the upper hand.
The Goblin Shaman clearly didn't expect this, and was greatly stunned. Then, it hesitated for a moment before it was awakened by the fierce battle nearby, and hurriedly began to prepare the next spell.
At this time, the clerics were already fighting with the Goblin chief.
Of course, these experienced combat experts would not fight the Gnome Chief who had turned into a giant. Instead, they spread out and surrounded him.
They used seventy to eighty percent of their energy on their feet, and their pace was shockingly fast. They also constantly changed positions, looking like a giant lantern.
This was a battle formation they had specially trained to besiege the large monsters. These monsters often had great strength, were not slow, and their vitality was frighteningly tenacious. Ordinary arrows and the like couldn't cause significant damage to them, and low-level magic couldn't help much. It was basically close combat. So even though it was dangerous to fight them in close combat, there was no better choice. The only thing they could do was to sweat more in order to avoid bleeding in battle.
The Paladins of the Church of Void Mask usually sweated enough, and at this moment, they finally got a good result. Although the Goblin chief roared and attacked continuously, it couldn't hit the same Paladin twice in a row. The Saint Samurai, on the other hand, were much weaker than it, but it was still bearable for them to resist it for a while.
On the other hand, the Goblin chief was at a disadvantage. At first, it was just randomly attacking, but after a while, it realized that something was wrong, and its target was the burliest Paladin. It roared and spun, trying to stare at the Paladin and hit him hard, wanting to smash him into a meat patty. In the end, not only did it not achieve the effect it wanted, but it also felt dizzy.
Being large had its advantages and disadvantages. The Goblin chief obviously wasn't very used to this giant size, so its reaction speed was obviously a little slow, and the accuracy of its attacks was also a problem. If this continued, no matter how hard it tried, it wouldn't last long …
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