There are still eighteen artillery pieces on the Dark Goblin Ripper at this time. So Adam just snorted and fired the artillery towards the dark place.
The three cannonballs burning with golden flames are like the pupils of the God of death, and the existence being stared at can only die.
His operation was very effective, and those three artillery shots hit one hundred and twenty dark goblins. Then the artillery exploded, sending out splash damage again.
The waves of fire rolled, and thick black smoke was emitted from the ground. Adam took a look, he had already risen one more level to the 180th level.
"An additional 10% increase in experience…" he whispered. He heard the screams of dark goblins one after another. Adam frowned slightly, but he was not affected much either.
He calmly chased the lord of the dark goblin, and when he encountered ordinary goblins who had not yet formed an encircling situation, he took them away with a sword.
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