Ex rank talent Awakening: 100% Dodge rate Chapter 100 CHAPTER 100: SECOND CHANCE

"Did I tell you to leave?" The cold voice of Nesis made Cumba freeze on the spot. He felt the closeness of death like never before.

"Please forgive for my actions, great god," Cumba pleaded, fearing what Nesis would do to him for his previous actions. Nesis ignored Cumba and his pleas as if he never existed, instead facing the demon orcs. "Gather every belonging you see as important. We will be migrating to the place I dwell in," Nesis ordered, the demon orcs obeying his instructions without delay.

So hours later, the demon orcs were ready to depart, having carried the things they felt were valuable—which, obviously, wasn't much.

The demon orcs, along with Nesis, began their journey to the demon goblin settlent, Cumba following behind like a lifeless puppet, the dread of his imminent death washing over him.

"Great god, you are finally back!" Erisu ran toward Nesis with reverence, having waited anxiously for his return.

"Or... orcs?" Erisu was startled, finally registering the presence of the demon orcs behind Nesis.

"Gather everyone in the settlent. I have an announcent to make," Nesis commanded. Erisu quickly left to accomplish the task.

The demon goblins and demon orcs all gathered, looking forward to Nesis' announcent.

"First, I desire that you all—demon orcs and demon goblins—live together under the new divine empire that I will create, an empire that is not afraid of any enemy, devouring those that stand in our path."

Nesis' words drew several cheers from the demon goblins and orcs, their blood boiling with excitent. Both races longed for a sense of belonging to a civilization they had never known, having lived in the wilderness for so long.

Nesis continued his speech, explaining more of his grand plans, further winning over both races. He knew that to be revered—especially since he would be spending more ti with his followers—he needed to motivate them. Being able to converse with his followers, unlike other gods, had its pros and cons. While his presence reassured them that he listened to their wishes, it also encouraged rebellious followers who might believe they could dethrone him after gaining a little strength. Weeds he wouldn't mind rooting out.

"Lastly..." Nesis began to wrap up his speech. "Bring him over."

He signaled to one of the orcs he had placed in charge of monitoring Cumba to bring him forward.

"I ensure that I am fair and just. I will not take betrayal or acts of deceit toward lightly and will punish them accordingly," he said, staring at Cumba coldly.

Erisu frowned, beginning to piece everything together. Nesis returning with demon orcs instead of kobolds had struck him as odd, but he hadn't dared question the great god. But what if Cumba had deliberately led Nesis to the demon orc settlent to eliminate him? Erisu believed he had found the answer to the puzzle—and he was right, as Nesis soon confird.

Nesis stared at the terrified Cumba, not a single trace of pity in his eyes. "But I will show him rcy and offer him a chance to live," he said emotionlessly.

"Gob, co over here," Nesis announced.

A skinny, small demon goblin stepped forward, standing just a few inches away from Nesis. He was scared but, at the sa ti, curious about their new god's actions.

"Cumba, I offer you a chance to live by allowing you to fight Gob. If you win and kill him, your punishnt will be forgiven. But if you lose, then you can never escape death," Nesis declared.

His words startled and surprised everyone. Gob was even more surprised.

Cumba smiled upon hearing Nesis' decision. He couldn't help but let a cruel grin spread across his face. He firmly believed that Nesis couldn't kill him because of his strength and great potential. So, he saw this as an opportunity to ensure his survival while eliminating what he viewed as a pest and a waste of space in the settlent.

It was well known that Gob was the weakest goblin in the settlent—only the new arrivals were unaware of it.

Gob (Demon Goblin)

Bloodline: Dark Goblin (3% bloodline)

Level: 15

Health: 15,000

Strength: 25

Speed: 15

Stamina: 9

Intelligence: 11

Constitution: 8

Loyalty: 96

Gob's start was extrely pitiful, but his loyalty was off the charts, having almost complete faith in Nesis. Gob actually had the highest loyalty to Nesis, and one would wonder why Nesis chose to punish him rather than reward him.

After several murmurs and shushing, the battle began. Gob, holding his barely usable sword, didn't give up on the fight but was determined to prove himself.

He felt that this was a test offered by the god he revered so much and didn't want to disappoint the great god—religious fanaticism and confidence.

Cumba watched the scrawny gob holding his sword in the most disrespectful way a sword user could think of. "I will advise you to give up now, and I promise I will spare your life. It's better than dying so soon," Cumba tried coaxing Gob to surrender rather than waste his ti, but the reluctant look on Gob's face made it clear—he was not willing to surrender to Cumba and embarrass the great god.

"Have it your way," Cumba shrugged his shoulders. Picking up a spear, he rushed to attack, insisting on ending the battle as fast as possible.

Cumba swung his spear toward Gob's neck, but Gob dodged barely, coincidence being the cause of it.

Cumba continued attacking aggressively. He didn't want to give Gob the chance to catch his breath one bit, going all out on the offense.

Cumba was confident. He had been the strongest warrior before Nesis arrived and had sparred with every able fighter in the goblin village once or twice. None had been able to lay a hand on him. He felt strong because of that and had beco arrogant. Anyone stronger than him was labeled too strong, causing his growth to stunt. But sadly, Cumba was just a one-eyed man in the midst of blind people, thinking he was special while classifying those with two eyes as too strong. That ntality had made him conceited and arrogant, and his fight against Gob reignited the arrogance that had been watered down by Nesis' display of strength.

"System, I wish to transfer so stats to Gob," Nesis muttered under his breath. None around him heard his statent.

[How many attribute points will you wish to transfer to him? Transferred attribute points cannot be taken back from the desired target,] the system warned.

Nesis decided to check his stats to determine the amount to transfer.

User: Nesis

Title: God of Dragons and Sea Creatures

Job: N/A

Level: 58 (6,600,000/7,000,000 EXP)

Health: 120,000

Strength: 297 148

Speed: 286 143

Stamina: 312

Intelligence: 169

Constitution: 323

Divinity: 58

Free Attribute Points: 80

Talent:

Ex rank – 100% dodge rate

Ex rank – God of wealth

S rank – Talent share

Primordial dragon bloodline

Primordial sea dragon bloodline

"Transfer 80 points from strength and speed each, 60 from stamina, and 100 from constitution," Nesis confird. The system affird, and the stats he ntioned were removed from his own.

Gob (Demon Goblin)

Bloodline: Dark Goblin (3% bloodline)

Level: 15

Health: 15,000

Strength: 105

Speed: 95

Stamina: 69

Intelligence: 11

Constitution: 108

Loyalty: 96

Gob's stats took a massive leap. He felt so much strength coursing through his body—the feeling intoxicating.

"How dare you make such a face when fighting against ," Cumba scread, clearly displeased over the smile appearing on Gob's face.

Cumba stabbed his spear, intent on piercing Gob's stomach, but to his surprise—and to the rest of the spectators—Gob grabbed the spear, halting its montum.

Boom!

Cumba was pumled to the ground by a blow from Gob. "What the hell is going on?! How dare you hit !" Cumba scread, pissed over the humiliation he received.

With great hatred and anger, Cumba stood up, attacking more ferociously, no longer playing around and going all out. But things didn't go as they had last ti. Gob was taking it easy, dodging every attack from Cumba, his stats already surpassing Cumba's.

Cumba (Demon Goblin)

Bloodline: Dark Goblin (7% bloodline)

Level: 45

Health: 45,000

Strength: 54

Speed: 43

Stamina: 37

Intelligence: 42

Constitution: 34

Loyalty: 39

Cumba's stats were a far cry from Gob's. The only reason he still had control over the offense was because Gob wasn't a skilled fighter and was still trying to familiarize himself with his instantly gained strength.

Cumba's loyalty had fallen by one. Nesis wasn't surprised after looking at Cumba's status window once more.

"I think I've gotten the hang of it," Gob muttered, switching from being defensive to offensive, Cumba unable to prevent the sudden switch.

Cumba felt pressured, being on the defense against Gob, and his situation was worsening. Gob was getting the hang of it as ti went by, causing Cumba to feel even more pressure.

The longer the battle, the faster he lost his HP, fear gripping Cumba's heart once more. "What the fuck is going on? How are you so strong?" Cumba asked, feeling extrely tired and battered from exchanging blows.

"I don't know, but I believe it's the blessing of the great god," Gob replied.

Cumba dreaded the news. "Shit, he didn't choose Gob so that I could win—he chose Gob to demonstrate his abilities. I have been played!" Cumba thought to himself, once more regretting his actions of trying to betray Nesis. But there were no pills for regret.

"Hah, hah, hah," Cumba breathed hard, the fight taking a toll on him. He had run out of stamina and was unable to continue the battle against Gob, signifying his loss. His HP was extrely low.