"Nice, looks like timing beats showing up early."
"Since I ran into you, I've gotta leave you a little welcome gift."
Zong Shen put down the [Single-Person Telescope (Purple)], then flipped his hand and pulled out a [Type IV Goblin Bomb] and a [Type III Goblin Bomb], his face practically itching to try them.
He decided to send the Goblin Tribe a bit of warmth.
The main force isn't here yet, no big deal—get this big gift delivered first.
Altars built with this kind of crooked, cultist crap—better wiped out sooner rather than later.
And while he was at it, he'd disrupt the Goblin Tribe's normal operations.
That way, when the punitive expedition kicked off, it'd be much easier to take them down.
Plan confirmed, Zong Shen moved back behind the Flying Tiger's neck.
First he twisted open the trigger cap on top of the [Type III Goblin Bomb].
Then he had the Flying Tiger go into a high-speed dive toward the altar clearing!
