God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World!

Chapter 643: Since We’re Going to Fight, We Might as Well Take the Fight to Them

Meanwhile, on the distant battlefield.

Gabriel had just completed another round of slaughter.

As the last of the monsters here fell, he slowly stood up. Within his field of vision, the constantly changing number of Extraction Points had already increased considerably compared to before the battle began.

But it was still far from enough.

Gabriel raised his head and looked toward the goblins frantically fleeing southwest.

According to the information Edgar had given him earlier, this war had already lasted for two full months, and the more than three thousand goblins that had appeared at the third defensive line today were merely one of the enemy’s attacking forces.

If that was the case, then how many more were inside the goblins’ true underground nest?

Ten thousand?

Thirty thousand?

Or even more?

Moreover, since the Chain of Veylor was cooperating with these goblins, then the people responsible for receiving slaves, transporting supplies, and maintaining the transactions between the two sides could not possibly be too far away from this region.

Thinking of this, Gabriel slowly straightened his body and once again rested Crimson Judgement across his shoulder.

Without him even realizing it, a faint smile began to curl across his lips again.

At that moment, Edgar, who had just returned from Sophie’s side, happened to see him.

And the instant he saw that familiar smile on Gabriel’s face, an extremely bad feeling rose almost immediately from the bottom of his heart.

Edgar’s eyelid twitched.

“What are you thinking about now?”

Gabriel did not look at him. His gaze remained fixed on the southwestern part of the forest.

“I was just thinking… If this war has already been going on for two months, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to stop after helping you defend a single defensive line?”

Edgar’s eyelid twitched violently again.

“What do you mean?”

Gabriel’s gaze swept past the corpses covering the ground, past the elven warriors reorganizing their defensive line, and finally settled upon the more distant and darker depths of the forest.

There was the direction in which the goblins had fled.

And at the same time, it was where their true territory lay.

Several seconds later, Gabriel finally spoke.

“Tomorrow.”

He settled Crimson Judgement firmly across his shoulder once again, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even more pronounced.

“We’re going to their lair.”

Gabriel’s voice was not loud, but the moment those words fell, the area, which had still been somewhat noisy after the battle that had just ended, seemed to fall silent for an instant. Several elven warriors standing nearby instinctively turned their heads, and even Erin, who had been checking on the wounded, stopped what she was doing. Clearly, none of them had expected that the human who had only just helped them repel an attack was already thinking not about how to strengthen their defenses, but about directly attacking goblin territory.

Edgar stared at him for several seconds.

“You’re serious?”

“What do you think?”

“I think there might be something wrong with your head.”

Gabriel ignored him.

Edgar also knew that saying something like that was meaningless to the man in front of him, so he quickly put away his helpless expression, raised his head toward the southwestern part of the forest, and gradually became serious.

“If you really intend to take the initiative and attack them, there’s something you need to understand first. The goblins’ true settlement isn’t some ordinary camp aboveground, but an underground network of caverns that has existed for who knows how many years. Even now, we still haven’t confirmed exactly how many entrances there are. And while those creatures aren’t particularly strong in direct combat, they know the underground terrain better than anyone. Once they discover an invasion in advance, sealing passages, causing collapses, or circling around through another exit to attack from behind would all be easy for them.”

After listening, Gabriel asked only one question.

“Where’s the largest entrance?”

Edgar’s eyelid twitched.

“I just said all that, and that’s the only part you heard?”

“We’ll deal with the rest once we’re inside.”

“…”

Edgar suddenly regretted why he had bothered seriously analyzing the situation for this lunatic.

However, before he could continue, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the distant forest. A moment later, several elven warriors who had been pursuing the fleeing goblins rushed out from between the trees, and behind them, ropes formed from twisting vines dragged three bloodied goblins across the ground.

“Elder!”

The leading elf had barely stopped before looking directly at Aelira.

“We captured three alive.”

The elder’s gaze fell upon the three goblins.

“Did you find any sign of the missing children?”

With that single question, the previously calm atmosphere instantly changed.

Erin was the first to turn around.

The expressions of the elves who had just returned from the front visibly darkened.

“No.”

The leading elf shook his head.

“We pursued them for more than ten kilometers and found no traces left by the children along the way. But these three didn’t flee with the rest of the defeated soldiers. They tried to escape through a different route, so we captured them.”

Erin had already walked up to the three goblins.

“Where are the eleven children you took last night?” she asked in a cold tone.

No one answered. The three goblins lowered their heads. Two were clearly severely wounded, while the last, despite having an arrow lodged in its leg, was still fully conscious.

Erin stepped forward.

“I asked you a question. Where are those eleven children?”

The least injured goblin suddenly raised its head, an ugly grin appearing on its dirt covered face.

“Elven younglings?”

Erin’s eyes instantly turned cold.

“Where are they?”

“You won’t find them.”

The goblin bared its teeth.

“Those goods will soon be…”

Bang!

Before it could finish, Erin kicked it squarely in the chest.

The goblin’s entire body flew backward, crashing into an ancient tree before falling heavily to the ground, blood immediately spraying from its mouth.

“Erin.” Aelira frowned.

Erin did not attack again. But the hand gripping her bow had already turned slightly pale from the force of her grip.

Gabriel, meanwhile, had not spoken from beginning to end.

His gaze was fixed on the goblin.

Goods.

That was the word it had used.

Which meant that, at least in the goblins’ eyes, those eleven children still possessed value as merchandise.

Then, that meant that before the transaction was completed, there was a very high chance they were still alive.

Step! Step!

Gabriel walked over calmly.

The goblin raised its head.

The instant it saw him, the mocking expression that had remained on its face visibly stiffened.

It recognized that face.

Or rather, it had just witnessed with its own eyes how this human had killed their commander on the battlefield.

Gabriel crouched down.

“When are they being moved?”

The goblin did not answer.

“Where is the transaction taking place?”

Still no answer.

Gabriel stared at it for several seconds. Then he stood.

“Release it.”