[You've killed 98 goblin warriors! Obtained 2940 experience points]
[You've killed 78 goblin warriors! Obtained 3900 experience points]
[You've killed 58 goblin shaman! Obtained 5220 experience points]
A few notifications popped up in his mind as he killed hundreds of the goblins by himself, and although he felt tiredness, exhaustion, and drowsiness getting to him, a weird sense of pleasure
satisfaction, pleasure, and happiness filled every fiber of his being, and the blood circulating in his bloodstream jumped up and down in joy.
The red blood of the goblins splashed outwards. Some splashing on the ground; Some on his face; Some on his clothes and some on his hair!
When that happened, he felt an irresistible desire to give in to a weird kind of evilness that popped up in his mind out of nowhere and go on a massacre. He wanted to kill living beings, rip apart their heads, and drink their blood as it happens.
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