Goblin Simulation: Building a Dark Empire

Before coming here, she had heard that the demon centurion "Ghost Hand" had died at the hands of the Goblins.

She thought it was just a rumor.

After all, a demon centurion was a formidable warrior capable of taking on a thousand enemies alone.

How could he have died at the hands of the weak Goblins?

But when she saw the true form of the Goblin King,

Margarita realized that the death of "Ghost Hand" was no mere rumor.

[Centaurs]

[Level: 51]

[Strength: 71]

[Defense: 64]

[Agility: 207]

[Magic: 17]

The Centaur was secretly observing Li Meng.

Li Meng was also secretly observing the Centaur.

The Centaur's stats made Li Meng ponder deeply.

Every race seemed to have its unique individuals.

Like Bai Ling among the swamp Lizardmen.

Or the leader of the Pigmen tribe with the "War Stomp."

How did their powers awaken?

"I think I saw you during the demon siege."

Li Meng suddenly spoke, breaking the silence between them.

Hearing this, Margarita's face showed surprise.

Margarita never expected the Goblin King beside her to recognize her identity.

A hint of doubt flashed in Margarita's eyes.

During the last demon siege, she was indeed with the demon army.

But she had been observing from the forest.

How did the Goblin King notice her?

Margarita placed a hand over her chest in a gesture of respect to the Goblin King.

"My name is Margarita, Queen of the Centaur tribe in the southern wastelands!"

Li Meng looked down at Margarita beside him.

"Why hide your identity? Why come to my tribe as a messenger?"

Facing the Goblin King's inquiry, Margarita smiled slightly.

"Just curiosity, nothing more!"

"I see!"

Li Meng believed her, but not entirely.

But whether he believed or not, Li Meng didn't plan to delve deeper.

"Last time, I saw your people. They all seemed to be female. Where are the male Centaurs?"

Li Meng didn't think Centaurs were like Goblins.

Goblins were all male and needed females from other races to reproduce.

Centaurs were all female and needed males from other races to reproduce.

Centaurs weren't succubi; they couldn't be such creatures.

Li Meng's question wiped the smile off Margarita's face.

She lowered her head, showing a look of sadness.

"Since the demons arrived, they quickly dominated the southern wastelands, and in ten years, fought five major wars with humans. In the first three wars, the Centaurs suffered heavy losses, with less than one in ten men surviving. To preserve the Centaur lineage, the women had to pick up bows and continue fighting humans, and they've been fighting ever since."

To protect the males, they had no choice but to join the battle?

That's a cruel reason.

When a race needs its women to fight,

it means that race is not far from extinction.

"Augus is a vast continent. Why join the war?"

As Nomadic Barbarians, Centaurs had no need to join the war.

They could run, run far away.

No race could catch the fleeing Centaurs.

Margarita shook her head with a bitter smile.

"The southern wastelands are too isolated. To the east is the sea, to the west is the Goblin Forest, and to the north are the Ogre Mountains. We can't go to the sea or the forest, and crossing the Ogre Mountains into human territory is foolish. We have no choice; the only place we can survive is the southern wastelands."

Margarita's words made Li Meng understand the Centaurs' predicament.

The arrival of the demons forced humans to cross the Ogre Mountains and march into the southern wastelands.

This compelled the various barbarian tribes in the southern wastelands to fight for their homeland under the demons' coercion.

In the following days, Li Meng and Margarita traveled eastward.

Vanessa's departure made Li Meng give up using "Word Spirit" on Margarita.

He was a Goblin, a being despised by all races.

He didn't need anyone's love.

If he wanted something, he would take it by force.

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Three days later, in the southern wastelands.

A tribe stood on the endless golden plains.

The tribe covered an area of several square kilometers.

Large and small animal skin tents stretched across the land.

In the afternoon, the scorching sun hung high in the sky.

On the grassland several kilometers south of the tribe, two figures, one large and one small, appeared.

"That's the demon camp in the southern wastelands!"

Li Meng followed Margarita's direction and looked over.

On the endless withered grass plain, a cluster of animal skin tents appeared.

"It's quite large!"

Looking at the distant camp, Li Meng thought to himself.

The demon army brought from the north had less than twenty thousand beastmen.

In the southern wastelands, they ruled over three vassal races.

The Pigmen tribe, Centaurs, and Gnolls.

The Pigmen tribe had the largest population.

Even after five wars with humans and demons,

the tribe's population was nearly two hundred thousand.

They occupied the southwestern region of the southern wastelands.

The Gnolls had the second-largest population, about one hundred thousand.

They occupied the northern region of the southern wastelands.

The Centaurs had the smallest population, less than twenty thousand.

They occupied the eastern region of the southern wastelands.

And the two beastmen were supported by the three tribes.

Seeing the destination was near, Li Meng looked down at Margarita beside him.

"Queen Margarita, I want to see your body!"

The Goblin King's sudden request startled Margarita.

Margarita looked up in surprise at the big figure beside her.

Through their conversations over the past few days, Margarita had come to understand the Goblin King beside her.

This Goblin King was indeed a very special Goblin.

He was smart and didn't show the usual greed for female creatures like ordinary Goblins.

"Why... why?"

Although the Goblin King's request was excessive,

Margarita felt the Goblin King didn't intend to mate with her.

"I'm curious about the anatomy of Centaurs!"

Hearing this, Margarita blushed slightly.

As a Centaur, she didn't think there was anything strange about her body.

But the anatomy of Centaurs did intrigue many races.

"No... no, a female's body can't be seen casually."

"I see, then I'll just capture a Centaur!"

"No, you can't do that!"

Margarita panicked.

All the Centaurs in the southern wastelands were her subjects.

How could she turn a blind eye to the Goblin King's act of capturing Centaurs?

"Why? You won't let me see, I can't force you, so I'll have to capture another Centaur."

"You can't force me or any other Centaur!"

"No, I'll do whatever I want."

"Then why can't you force me?"

"Because you're a demon messenger."

"Then my people are also demon subjects, you... you can't capture them."

"I'm not afraid of the demons. If they dare stop me, I'll smash them!"