[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one-":3,"chapter-toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-20":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Toppling the Entire World with the Power of One Dragon!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2256923,4403,"Chapter 20: Luo Si","toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-20",20,"\u003Cp>The Kanchi Tribe has a rigid hierarchy; every goblin knows its place, who is above it, and who is below it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above all goblins are two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brokenfang Groluk, the goblin chieftain who commands the Giant-Armed Miners, and Pustule Groz, the shaman of the Kanchi Tribe and also an alchemist, wielding alchemical spells considered lofty and miraculous by other goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brokenfang Groluk was on the tribe’s open ground, skewering a goblin who had challenged his authority, hoisting its body on a wooden frame, lighting a bonfire, and roasting it alive while ordering other goblins to feast on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This goblin chieftain was very old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly thirty years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins live about fifty years, but thirty is already advanced age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Survival in the wild is harsh, and the Kanchi Tribe has limited resources; very few goblins live past thirty, often dying in their teens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Generally speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins of Groluk’s age are usually overthrown by younger ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But through his cruel killings and decades of hardened experience, he still firmly controls every aspect of the Kanchi Tribe, seated atop its highest throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only he can command the Giant-Armed Miners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tribe had spent a great cost—starving many of its own—to gather enough coin from passing caravans to purchase them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Giant-Armed Miners are humanoid alchemical golems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight meters tall at the shoulder, their bodies are stitched with exposed steel plates, crude and primal in design; their massive arms are thick and long, their shovel-like hands reaching nearly to the ground, capable of shattering marble with a single tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From its name alone, it was designed for mining, but its size and weight make it equally deadly in slaughter and battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cockpit mounted on the Giant-Armed Miner’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brokenfang Groluk felt himself grow towering, looking down upon the tiny goblins below, a sublime sensation of supremacy, of absolute power over their lives, rising within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after recently scaring off a young dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This inflated Groluk’s vanity to its peak—he now believed dragons were nothing special, and if he had better alchemical golems, he would dare hunt young dragons, even adult dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pity that young dragon got away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I could catch it, I could buy a better alchemical golem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wonder if the wolf cavalry has tracked it down yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brokenfang Groluk thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he glimpsed a dark shadow streak across the sky, gone in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What was that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groluk’s heart leapt, but he quickly calmed— the shadow must have been an illusion, vanished now, the sky as calm as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the alchemy workshop, an extremely ugly goblin was flipping through something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its gray-green skin was cracked with fissures, oozing yellow-green pus, emitting a pungent stench of rotting meat and sulfur; its back bulged with dozens of fist-sized tumors, translucent like boils, each filled with differently colored pus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pustule Groz, shaman of the Kanchi Tribe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was fully absorbed, turning the pages of a thin little booklet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cover bore a few characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Elementary Alchemy Manual】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz had found this alchemy manual, but due to his limited literacy and lack of instruction, he could barely understand the diagrams; over the years, through trial and error, he had developed countless sores—but also, by accident, learned a few basic alchemical runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time he opened the manual, Groz felt something new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike his ignorant tribe members, content with their dull, mindless lives, he loved knowledge, loved study, loved communicating with other intelligent beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed he might be a genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he been born elsewhere, not in this backwater like the Kanchi Tribe, he would have had a brilliant future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through rare exchanges, he knew of a civilization beyond the wilds called the Lothien Federation, home to a goblin kingdom where goblins were wise and civilized—not crude and foolish like those of the Kanchi Tribe, which he despised; it was the place he longed for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After flipping through the manual a while longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz slowly set it down, carefully storing it in a black wooden box to prevent damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he notice his communication stone glowing faintly at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked it up, pressed it to his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face instantly changed—his expression twisted so violently that many of his sores burst open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragon! A powerful black-and-red young dragon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s slaughtering us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just heard desperate screams, pleas for mercy, and the roar of dragon wings slicing through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the sound, the message also gave a vague direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Black-and-red young dragon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz paced the room, realizing the gravity—the wolf cavalry had likely been wiped out entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should I tell Groluk? Attack under cover of night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz first thought this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he quickly dismissed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young dragon capable of annihilating the wolf cavalry, leaving no survivors, was no ordinary beast; even with the Kanchi Tribe’s goblins and one Giant-Armed Miner, a surprise attack would not kill it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I must not tell Groluk—he’s bloated with pride and stupid, no longer aware of his own place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if I sell the information to the caravan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz considered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had contact with the caravan that had sold him the Giant-Armed Miner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps he could sell the dragon’s location for some profit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was a dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dragon meant wealth, meant hope of escaping the wilds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz pondered long and hard, and finally decided: first send out skilled scout goblins to investigate; if there was even a sliver of chance, he would spare no cost to hunt the young dragon; if all else failed, then notify the caravan and sell the information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Groz made this decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a sudden clamor of terrified shouts erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH! With a deafening boom, the ground shook violently, as if a meteor had struck; cracks spiderwebbed outward from under Groz’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lost his balance, stumbled backward, and fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groz panicked, scrambled to his feet, and ran out of the alchemy workshop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he pushed open the door, his vision was filled with dust and fire; through the haze, a black-and-red streak flashed past—Groz’s pupils finally caught the source of disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a dragon, its body armored in black steel-like scales, threaded with dark red, lava-like veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was slowly rising, its thick limbs crushing the ground into ring-shaped craters, where crushed bodies had been reduced to pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of enormous wings, covered in feather-like scales with razor-sharp edges, unfurled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single sweep severed several goblins who had not time to flee, splitting them cleanly in two; their leather armor was as fragile as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Luo Si.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, Luo Si thought a goblin tribe that couldn’t even capture Samantha posed no threat to him—he could ignore it. But then he reconsidered: perhaps he had been arrogant, and should not underestimate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrogance is the greatest killer of dragons—without exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Si reasoned: goblins are intelligent beings, not mindless beasts; if their tribe possessed an alchemical golem, they had likely interacted with the outside world, possibly even communication channels with other intelligent races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Si, who treasured his life above all, grew afraid—he did not want to abandon Iron Cedar Hills, yet feared unexpected attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Made Luo Si decide to eliminate the source of his fear entirely, to find peace of mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1223,"2026-06-19T14:21:50.702Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ceaa9b8c81787c30918daed7c133a2a7d4a5b45e8b89a8fd097bc160d7d2b4af","toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-21","toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-19",101,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ftoppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--cover.jpg"]