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Chapter 56 Goblin King: I am a singer

The scope of the entire underground goblin kingdom is not small.

The goblins almost hollowed out the ground, and wooden suspension bridges traversed the underground kingdom in all directions.

It is connected everywhere, extending in all directions, serving as the most important traffic road in the entire underground kingdom.

The bottom of the suspension bridge is made up of a large number of various woods.

Walking up it is wobbly, and it looks extremely poor quality, as if it may collapse at any time.

The same drawbridge that Morgan is walking on now.

A few thicker ropes, yes, the ropes are not chains.

Several ropes are linked to each other, and pieces of wood are thrown on it.

There is even an extra wooden board between the wooden boards on such a poor-quality suspension bridge.

Below the two sides of the suspension bridge, there is a dark cliff abyss.

These abysses are huge pits that have been dug out.

It was dug out by goblins for countless years.

Walking on the suspension bridge, you can still hear the rhythmic knocking sound coming from afar from time to time.

That's the lowest level goblins mining.

This goblin kingdom is buried deep underground.

It's pitch black no matter the day or night.

Therefore, on both sides of a large number of suspension bridges, or on the stone walls, you can see burning oil-stained torches at intervals, or things like small stoves for lighting.

Although it is far less bright than Rivendell's bright lights, it is still no problem for lighting and seeing the road.

Morgan advanced cautiously with a longbow in hand.

From time to time, there were noisy noises and curses in the distance.

Morgan even recognized the cursing voice as that of the grumpy Groin among the dwarves.

Presumably at this time, the dwarves and their party should have been brought to the Goblin King by the Goblins and placed under surveillance.

Rescuing the dwarves wasn't Morgan's first priority.

In the memory scenario, the dwarves will escape by themselves.

And Gandalf, who has been away from the team for nearly a month, will also appear here to help the dwarves.

Morgan's first task now was to find Bilbo, or find the monster Gollum.

In short, if you want to get the Supreme Lord of the Rings, you must be before Bilbo.

Morgan moved on.

The surroundings were very quiet, the fire was burning quietly, only the old suspension bridge boards under his feet creaked as they were stepped on.

The lights in the depths of the underground kingdom are brightly lit, and strange noises are heard continuously.

Morgan guessed that the Goblin King should be there.

The goblins caught a big fat sheep like a dwarf today.

The other goblins should all be watching the fun.

Morgan walked carefully across the two drawbridges.

Not only was there no sign of Bilbo, nor was there a single goblin in sight.

Morgan felt a little anxious and accelerated his steps.

Soon, when he was about to turn a dark intersection ahead.

Suddenly he heard the sound of a fight.

Morgan's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward cautiously. Soon, he saw a short figure in a wine-red coat holding a glowing dagger and a strong goblin of the same size fighting hard.

The figure in the burgundy coat was not the Bilbo he was looking for, anyone else.

Just as Morgan reached out and touched the quiver behind him quietly, ready to help Bilbo.

At this moment, he saw the goblin suddenly riding on Bilbo's shoulder.

The moment Bilbo tried his best to overturn the goblin on his body and fell down the abyss beside the drawbridge.

Bilbo, who was already on the edge of the suspension bridge, couldn't stand still because of too much force just now, and fell backwards.

Then Morgan watched as Bilbo fell down the dark depths of the mine, one after the other, following the goblin monster.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

Morgan stepped forward quickly, looking at the dark abyss below, without speaking.

But thinking of the memory plot, Bilbo was in a group of goblins, and the dwarves were all captured by the goblins, so he ignored Bilbo in the crowd.

And now, I just wanted to save Bilbo and take him with me.

Then Bilbo might miss his encounter with the monster Gollum.

The possibility of getting yourself the Supreme Lord of the Rings is greatly increased.

But now, things seem to be perfectly back on track in the memory plot.

This made Morgan a little startled thinking about it.

"Will it be the guidance of fate?"

"Or is it a preordained fact that Bilbo will get the One Ring?"

Looking down into the dark abyss.

Morgan's complexion changed a little.

Soon, he made up his mind, whether it was destined or not.

He's about to try.

After thinking about the idea for several months, I will not give up easily because of some guesses.

Thinking of this, Morgan looked left and right on the suspension bridge.

He quickly found a suitable place to go down.

Morgan put away his longbow, rolled up his sleeves, and began to climb down.

at the same time.

The heartland of the Goblin Underground Kingdom.

There are suspension bridges everywhere here, and there are brightly burning torches and stoves everywhere, illuminating this underground space like daytime.

At this time, the place was full of short and ugly goblins.

In the center, stands a small mountain.

Leaning against a small mountain peak, it is a huge suspension bridge with a length and width far exceeding other small suspension bridges.

At the end of the huge suspension bridge, there is a huge and luxurious seat in front of the sharp mountain, which is studded with gold and gemstones of various colors.

At this time, sitting on the seat was a super giant goblin with a height of nearly four meters and a huge and bloated figure.

This super giant Goblin holding a goat-headed skull cane and wearing a bone crown made of unknown fangs is the Goblin King of this underground kingdom.

Watch the goblins below come with a pack of prey.

The Goblin King was overjoyed, and he started to stand up involuntarily, shaking his pale, dirty, bloated body full of tumors and pustules, ready to sing.

Seeing this, the surrounding goblins immediately began to beat the musical instruments vigorously: a huge and damaged gong, a war drum, and various iron pots and pans.

In the loud and harsh percussion sound played by the "Goblin Band".

The Goblin King, who was so bloated that he needed several goblins to help him stand up, began to dance.

"Crack, crackle, black crack crackling"

"Catch it once, pull it twice, grab it and play with it"

"Smash it all and continue"

"Make them dumb"

"Wow wow wow"

"Around, around, far, underground"

"The Orc City is buried deep underground"

"The city of orcs lies deep underground" (Chorus of Goblins)

"Whoosh, crackle, whip whip"

"Everyone loves to tell the truth when they are on my execution platform"

"Walking around, going around, far underground"

"The Orc City is buried deep underground"

"The city of orcs lies deep underground" (Chorus of Goblins)

"Take out the hammer, raise the pliers, take the chisel and the gong"

"You won't live long on my fangs"

"Boom, clang"

"Clatter, clatter"

"Ping-pong-pong, it makes you tremble all over with fright"

"If you yell in despair, no one will come to your rescue"

"Walking around, going around, far underground"

"The orc city is deep. Buried underground."

After singing the song, the Goblin King made a handsome gesture with one hand, and gritted his teeth: "Yeah."

Immediately, the bloated fat all over his body trembled violently.

(End of this chapter)