บท 1040: Extreme Measures

Sam started battling the hobgoblins as they came.

Not everyone is a prodigy and not everyone is as skilled as the opponents, Sam faced in his one-year journey. Maybe in all of the Hob Goblin tribe, including the new members that joined by the forceful merger, a dozen guys might put up some fight. As for the rest, they would at most be fodder, and particularly, when Sam only needs one slash and he has high mobility with his hoverboard, things are easy.

Even the archers that are shooting at him from afar couldn't do anything.

Sam couldn't help but be disappointed at the quality of the opponents as the time went through.

The tribe chief looked at the scene and gritted his teeth before giving out an order.

"Send a Transcendent stage cultivator to kill that guy."

"Sir, but.."