Year 5009 after the system day 20 of the sun season goblins perspective.

It had been a usual day like many of working for the green creatures who had been making weapons and black armors along with hunting towards the south and making some defensive structures similar to the ones the humans made, walls with spikes glued with clay that was now dryed in front of it.

Despite not having much intelligence the ones who did were mostly goblins who attained classes related to magic which would lift the negative statuses they'd get each year of their life by spending points in intelligence and wisdom while naturally getting stamina and strength.

Goblins were known for their superior health and physical strength, even a mage couldn't be taken lightly as they would smack their opponents with staffs and wands without caring for the weapon's durability, if necessary they'd break them and use the broken pieces as piercing and cutting power.

If one of these creatures was to arm wrestle a human both being the same age, the goblin would win 10 in 10 times, due to this fact the weak were forced to use their brains to find ways to not fight the green ones through brute force.

Despite knowing the enemies were stronger the humans were forced to protect their territory as such, they kept dying over and over again.

It was only when the goddess predicted a full-scale invasion, thousands of years in the future after the system, that she started making heroes being summoned with exceptional skills and classes, they would not only fight for the humans, but they would also teach and improve the overall lifestyle they had, which would then be forgotten as that generation died since only nobles studied and the majority of the population consisted on peasants who didn't know how to read and write.

Thus, both sides over time increased in numbers and as they did, so did the neighbor beast races who would clash with the goblins giving the humans time to expand their numbers up to the present population of nearly 10 million, a great number for a race that was in the bottom level of the food chain.

Of course that if the creatures instead of having split their tribes thousands of years ago and would be led by a single goblin king, now the humans would've been long gone with or without heroes and visions making the goddess Aria fail in saving them.

It just so happened that on this specific day the goblin king was checking onto the goblins his presence would make them work harder, but also motivate them, and he wasn't alone, he had a lot of females following him for his every need whatever they might be on the spur of the moment.

He picks one of the axes, one of the older goblins made, lifting it in the air and looking at it," this could behead humans, I like it, well done!"

"For such deep praise, you should use it, great goblin king Vrag," the smith said happily showing his decayed teeth as hygiene wasn't their strongest point.

The big goblin wearing a black crown made of iron started laughing greatly feeling over the top and then said," save it for me once my curse is finally lifted I shall slay a thousand human heads with it."

"For the day that happens, I will craft the best shield possible and protect the great king from any incoming harm, even give my body if someone tries to curse you once more!"

"The light of the summoned heroes this time around came later than the other times, so they won't have anyone powerful as they had about 100 years ago, they are doomed, and now we too are a lot stronger with our mana and elemental coating thanks to our great goblin lord," he started laughing loud while making the weapon shine greatly in a blue light making the goblins around praise him, making him laugh even more.

"Bring some food let us make a small banquet for these goblins who've been working so hard," he shouted loudly making the ones around shout happily.

After a while, the female goblins along with a few male ones brought a bunch of food on top of a long table and everyone started encircling it waiting for the king to take the first piece of food as tradition implied.

"In honor of our fallen goblin warlord and the old man shaman who everyone respected greatly, even though we've buried them and made them a funeral, I will once again in their memory pay respects, and take the first piece from the table by eating their fill," the goblins started beating their feet on the ground while clapping in approval, and then as the king approached the food, almost touching it with his right green and dirty hand and black long nails.

The day suddenly became brighter and brighter as the seconds went by to what one of the goblins yelled, "king in the air!"

As he turned around to see what was the scream about, a gigantic fireball could be seen falling down on them, at that he charged the ax with mana, throwing it against the little sun to buy some time and then started running.

The ax collided against it and the energy was drained, giving further strength to the fireball, unknowingly to the goblin king who didn't know that he had to fight an elemental spell with a different element, he ended by accident making the enemy spell stronger.

The others around him noticing him running, they too started moving away as fast as they could, the goblins who knew magic started making small elemental barriers that were destroyed one after another as the enemy spell fell down on them.

Once the fireball fell on the table it spread in a wide area burning everything around it in a range of 20 meters turning three goblins into charcoal who were too slow to get away in time.

"Shit who the fuck is attacking us?" With a louder voice, Vrag yelled," put down the fire and check which race is attacking us prepare to attack them!"

From the direction the fireball came, a goblin in panic ran, finding his majesty due to the shout," king, king! The humans are attacking us on top of horses, they've killed some of us destroying some of our defenses!

As soon as he heard that he clutched his fists and roared in madness and then he heard a loud bang as the metal part of the ax that didn't melt fell on the ground, making him shift his attention to it becoming even angrier as he liked the weapon that he had been gifted, finding the goblin who made it completely black few meters next to it.

"Unique skill king screech!" He screamed angrily and loudly making the birds fly away from some of the trees, and some animals that were loitering around escape.

The voice vibrated through one-fourth of the territory alerting every goblin who heard it that the king needed them. A very beast-like method. Like a stampede shaking the ground, the numerous goblins picked weapons and wore armors, some rode wolves and boars that they had forcefully domesticated while others enhanced their physical abilities to go faster.

The trembling was so loud that it felt to the cavalry led by Zylph, a clear warning that now was the time to run away, and that loitering a second longer could easily mean death to them, as such, he gave the retreat command and as he did the goblin king shouted," murder those dirty humans!"

The goblin king started by seeing ten goblins who shortly became a hundred, eventually reaching a thousand while the biggest and strongest ones remained by his side waiting for orders kneeling on the ground.

"Your command, oh great king." He glared down at those awaiting his instruction, visible darkened veins popping out on his face.

"Goblin who was the one leading that attack? How many do you estimate?" The small messenger replied loud enough for everyone to hear.

"I saw a weird one with white and red hair in a blue armor approaching shouting, so I believe that was him along with around 20 thousand humans on horses."

"Good," He faced a specific group next to himself. "I'm going to wake up Giganto while you four destroy those men so we eat their horses tonight," they fisted the ground happily and shouted," at once, great king!"

"Don't bother with them if you see yourselves outnumbered you'll be leading a massing number so it should be easy."

"We'll retreat if we see an equal or higher amount of those things."

"Good, go hunt!" He shouted angrily to increase the morale of his generals that stood in front of him kneeled boiling their blood with the thirst to kill.

The king walked towards the center of the territory to find the one they called Giganto, one of the elders of a special type of goblin.

'Still haven't received word of the goblins I sent towards my sister for a smart goblin general, so for now I'll have to hold those humans down, once it gets here I'll start tearing them down killing them by the millions,' the king made an eerie expression as he thought.

'I don't remember humans using animals like that before... but our goblin wolf riders can easily catch up to them and we have more than 20 thousand, so it should be a matter of time, till they catch them,' he started laughing wickedly as he couldn't wait to eat the free horse and human meat.

'Human fried limbs... with horse cut in big fat cubes... I can't wait for such a delicious meal,' water started overflowing from the corners of his mouth dripping the ground as he moved.

A while passes and he stared at the one five times taller than himself, Giganto who looked down at him being ten-meter tall.

As he notices the king he takes a few steps backward and then knelt," welcome goblin king Vrag, it's been a long while, has the time come for my family to be used in war?" A hundred gigantic goblins started noticing Vrag, one after another kneeling towards him.

"Soon we will make those humans pay and enslave them while feeding on their children," the Giganto smiled making the rest copy him happily.