Chương 34: Bro, What Are You Doing?!
Shirota's figure burst forward, his saber's blade looking like it was made of mist as it hissed, streaking across the air!
The speed with which he moved was inspiring.
Vijak failed to pick up on Shirota's image until it was right in front of him, the cold saber in his opponent's hand slashing down at him!
With incredibly quick reflexes and a terrified look on his face, Vijak brought both his hands in front of him and expelled all the mana he could gather in a short time, activating a skill at the same time!
[Flame Rupture]!
A bright flame with a disgusting amount of heat blossomed between Vijak's hands and exploded towards Shirota whose eyes remained nailed at the target with a fierce expression.
VWUUSH!
The flames roared with grandeur and when they came into contact with the mist that surrounded Shirota's saber, a burst of steam exploded outwards, distorting the visibility of the encounter between these two Tier 2 goblins.
"Woow..." Skullius muttered in awe.
His focus remained on the way the fire was being used.
It was masterful work.
Not long after the battle against moisture and heat...
"ARRGHHHH!"
A scream was heard as Vijak shot from the gust of steam with a large gash that ran along his robes and torso, blood spraying out!
Shirota's figure bolted from the white as he sped with another glint of murderous intent flickering in his beady eyes!
His sword meant to finish off Vijak!
"Second River Dance, Flow!" Shirota called as he sliced through the air with his blade laterally!
If one looked closely, his sword became covered in droplets of water that ran along its cold surface with a brisk speed!
Vijak who was backing away could only look on in horror as Shirota closed in.
'They have someone like this among them as well?' Vijak questioned in his mind as the sword approached.
Even those without the guidance of the Voice Of Worlds could recognise special classes as the attributes depicted by a special class usually went over and above what a normal class could display.
Elements, unknown energies, significant surges in efficiency and power...
All these could be noted to tell what sort of enemy one faced.
As Shirota's saber was merely inches away, a quick object hurtled through the air and planted itself between Vijak and Shirota, the latter withdrawing his attack as he backed away.
'That speed...' Shirota thought as he looked at the spear that had spawned to impede him.
It had travelled at a speed faster than he had swung his saber.
A short goblin leapt up from above one of the huts and landed in front of Vijak protectively.
Many other goblins with brownish skin appeared from all directions as they surrounded Shirota, Ukur and Shmeija.
One of them supported Vijak to stand up straight while another began applying a special oily mixture to his wound.
Vijak looked at the three who were surrounded with glee and began to speak triumphantly.
"Ha! I was surprised that you had a warrior like this, Ukur. I admit that besting him alone would be impossible, but look around you! You're surrounded. Haha! And you're not the only one with a warrior who has a special class."
Vijak pointed at the short goblin which stood before him.
"This should even out the fight. Attack!" Vijak shouted to which the dozens of goblins that had finished killing the Bloated River Clan members raced forward with their weapons to attack!
"Red bro, this is insane! Are you seeing this?!" Skullius said as he peeped through the hole he had made.
Red Rage was also looking attentively at the fight that was breaking out.
Five goblins rushed towards Shirota, yelling and screeching with annoying high-pitched voices. As they got within two meters of him, Shirota swung his saber, the blade striking nothing but air.
Yet...
The five goblins that had rushed to attack were split in half, their blood splashing over the goblins that were behind them!
"Don't attack him you idiots, leave him to Tikika!" barked Vijak.
The rest of the goblins who weren't about to die meaninglessly like the five, headed for Ukur and Shmeija!
Ukur watched the goblins as they rushed towards him and the hazy figure that was above him turned to them.
It stretched out its hands that had a texture like tree bark and mumbled what sounded like gibberish.
A few of the goblins suddenly stopped and began quivering!
Their eyes rolled back and they fell down immediately, dead!
The others that followed were perturbed, but kept moving forward, those that had skills beginning to cast them as they approached the enemy!
The goblin whose name was Tikika pulled out his spear from the ground and whirled it in the air before heading for Shirota who was already prepared to receive his attacks.
Skullius, as he wielded the crooked staff saw notifications pop in his vision.
[Felled prey lies before you. Would you like to extract the Essence of Null Life? Remaining time 45 seconds]
[Felled prey lies before you. Would you like to extract the Essence of Null Life? Remaining time 45 seconds]
[Felled prey.....]
....
Tktktktktktktk!
He...cackled.
Who knew someone with atrocious luck could reap gains while hiding in a burning hut?!
He wielded the staff and watched as streams of energy flew from the dead bodies and rushed into it!
[Basic Mana Manipulation has levelled up!]
Skullius rejoiced. His inference had been correct. His mana sensing range was used for increasing his range for [Null Extraction]!
"Great! Things are looking up. At this rate, I can finally get to test what I can get from a [Permanent Random Upgrade]!" Skullius said. Streams of energy kept rushing into his staff as the intense fight continued.
All he had to do was hide and collect as many Null Life Essence Points as he could, then sneak away from the goblins if those that remained afterwards were the Tier 2 monsters.
"We don't have to do a thing Red bro, can you imagine? Red bro?"
Skullius looked beside him only to discover that there was a blank spot were a short Bone Boar was missing.
"Red bro?" Skullius anxiously voiced...
FWUUP! FWUUP! FWUUP!
BOOM!
Arrows flew from above the hut Skullius was hiding in, then a burst of orange flame that flew as a small ball following after the arrows, blasting a few goblins on the battlefield!
...!
Skullius looked to the floor and saw that the short staff with the [Flame Shot] skill was gone!
Red Rage was attacking the goblins with arrows and his staff!
Skullius glared at the ceiling in panic.
"BRO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" he screamed.
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Chương 35: Atrocious!
Arrows flew and pierced through the necks and heads of the goblins. These were the arrows that Red Rage had been told to retrieve from the archer that Skullius had killed in the hut earlier.
The poison smeared on the arrow heads didn't have any effect on the Black Scorn Clan goblins, but the pointy ends did the trick.
As death was running around with a scythe among the goblins, most noticed the assault and turned to see the silhouette of the short figure that immediately jumped down from its position and returned to the 'safe' interior of the hut.
As soon as Red Rage came down, Skullius gripped him by the head, his socket flames burning with rage-filled intensity.
"You...!"
Red Rage shrank back from Skullius' gaze.
"What were you thinking?!"
Red Rage pointed in the direction of the goblins and made a fist gesture, his arm quivering.
"You just wanted to kill them?"
Red Rage nodded.
"That's it?"
Red Rage nodded fiercely.
"BRO, GO FLESH YOURSELF!"
Skullius was extremely disappointed, not to mention enraged!
However, he didn't forget to use the staff to collect the Null Life Essence from all the goblins that Red Rage had killed.
"We're leaving...now!"
Skullius grabbed the short Apostle and ran out of the hut with him.
Vijak who was being treated looked in the direction of where the arrows came from and then turned to one of the goblins that remained at his side, addressing him.
"Go find out what's going on. Kill anyone you see."
The goblin nodded and rushed towards the direction along with a few others. They split as they sought out the enemy whom they assumed was a Bloated River Clan survivor.
Skullius weaved through the huts with Red Rage in tow.
As he ran, he couldn't help but clack his teeth in anger. He looked at Red Rage and for a moment he remembered that this guy had been a nemesis of his... for a couple of minutes.
Yesterday.
Now, he had no choice but to run for it. He knew that he would be in trouble if he were to be identified as an undead. These goblins could stop fighting among themselves and hunt him down first. VOW bro had made it perfectly clear how much undead were despised after all.
The consequences would be dire if he were to seen.
Atrocious even.
Therefore he had run away before...
"UNDEAD! OH DEAR! THERE'S UNDEAD HERE! AARRGHHHH! IT'S AN ARMY! HAVE MERCY! THEY ARE GOING TO KILL ME! ARGHHHH!"
...!
An injured goblin who was leaning against the side a broken down hut screamed at the top of its lungs upon seeing Skullius and Red Rage rush by!
It yelled hysterically with a loud voice that was unbefitting of its state.
Skullius paused for a moment, barely believing what was happening.
Red Rage acted quickly and shot the goblin in the head, but the damage was already done.
'Any army?! What's wrong with this goblin?! Gah! I hope no one heard,' Skullius thought before he resumed his sprint.
But of course someone heard.
Everyone heard.
Physics bent just to spite the Boneman.
From either side of him, weaving through the cluster of huts, came the figures of the goblins that were rapidly closing in!
'Things were going well so far! What's with this selectively atrocious luck?!'
Skullius turned to Red Rage again.
Why was it that all the highlights of his bad luck featured this partially loyal sockethole?
Skullius accelerated to his limit.
Soon, he saw the edge of the settlement where the steps were located.
The goblins that had been told to find the enemy got a clearer view of the figures of Red Rage and Skullius.
A glaring skull, flickering flame in the sockets, bony limbs.
...!
One of them immediately made a U-turn and rushed to inform the other goblins while the others paused in fear.
Meanwhile, the goblins who had been charging at the three remaining Bloated River clan members halted as they had heard the boisterous voice of the goblin who had yelled.
"Undead?"
The goblins shook and started faltering.
The mention of undead was a mortifying thing in the Tremur Forest as there was a grand history involving these malicious creatures.
Through the tens thousands of years of its history, the Tremur Forest had been ravaged by the undead an uncertain number of times. The stories from olden beasts persisted, fractured and unclear, but they were true. So true in fact, that they diffused into the very essence of the Tremur, getting passed on through more potent means than word of mouth.
The fear of these creatures was deeply rooted in every creature within the Tremur Forest as during the times of invasion, it was said that all the beasts of the forest joined forces to fight, the tradition of this occurrence being carried down as a sort of mystical treaty that was engraved in their bones and blood.
Vijak frowned and so did the other Tier 2 goblins.
"We have to pause our feud. Earlier, I had been about to lead a group of goblins to investigate a report on undead. Let us look into this first," Shirota said as he gazed at Vijak and then at the goblin he had been fighting, Tikika.
Vijak was silent for a while, deliberating on what to do.
Could it be a ruse?
There was a possibility, but if it turned out to be true...
The goblin who had rushed to inform his clan leader appeared and explained to Vijak with a terrified expression on his face.
Vijak frowned even deeper than before.
"It seems it's true. We'll hold off on our fight and chase them down. Apparently they are fleeing. There may be more of them," Vijak said hesitantly.
Shirota nodded and vigilantly backtracked to Ukur.
"It's better if you stay here. Escape with Shmeija if possible."
Ukur nodded.
Soon, the goblins who had been slaughtering each other began rushing in one direction, Shirota and Tikika included.
Three of the goblins from the Black Scorn Clan remained, Vijak among them as he would not leave a window for Ukur to escape again.
Shirota noticed but chose to leave it be. The only threat among the remaining goblins would be Vijak anyway. He trusted that Ukur would be able to take care of himself.
...
Skullius was already a distance away, running for his life when he heard the movements behind him. Numerous goblins were rushing towards him with zealous intent.
They were still far, but what scared the doomed ghost out of him were the two figures in the lead, bolting with immense speed and rapidly approaching!
"FLESH YOU, RED BRO!" Skullius cursed Red Rage who kept up his pace and then...
[Apostle 'Red Rage' has activated the skill 'Dash in Dust']
Red Rage's short figure flickered out of existence for a moment before he appeared several meters away, sprinting much faster than his master!
"Get back here, you traitor!" Skullius barked.
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