Chapter 40: Ah, Goblins
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Crar had no escape route.
Surrounding him were sacred corpses of his tribe. He stood alone as he faced the marching Goblin legion.
Crar gazed at the Goblins. One, two, three, four... Forget it. There were countless Goblins!
Crar grasped his Hamr tightly. He wouldn’t die today, as these weak Goblins would perish!
Crar roared as he charged at the Goblins who split their formation. They were chatting jovially, and the formation was disorganized. These were Goblins, after all, the lowliest and most foolish creatures!
A Goblin with the na Peasant shouted, “Engaging Crar! Get ready! One, two, three! Grandson!”
That Goblin charged towards Crar.
Crar didn’t understand what the Goblin was shouting about, but he recognized the last word. It was praise for Crar.
Crar wanted to give this Goblin a quick death. He lifted his hamr and crushed down with all his might. Whoosh! The Goblin, Peasant, and his shield were crushed.
“Wah, he didn’t last long and was flattened!”
“Next Tank get ready to sacrifice!”
“Don’t panic! We have only started engaging the BOSS! Fight according to the plan!”
The Goblins chattered noisily, and Crar was vexed by their buzzing.
Crar felt soone slashing his knee.
He lowered his head and saw a short Goblin with the na BurningChestHair stabbing his knee, which was protected by scales, so he didn’t suffer much damage. He wanted to crush BurningChestHair with his hamr, but the Goblin rolled away and landed face up. Then the Goblin scrambled hastily out of Crar’s attack periter.
“Shoot! Thank goodness I’m agile! The BOSS glared at just now. I thought I was dead!” BurningChestHair shouted.
Crar was confused by the Goblin’s rolling action and didn’t notice a Goblin stabbing his knee from behind.
Crar turned his body and saw a Goblin with the na NotWearingPants rolling on the ground like BurningChestHair. Crar wasn’t confused this ti. He swung his Hamr and crushed NotWearingPants.
“Our team leader is dead! Our commander bites the dust!”
“Gosh, that’s a horrible death.”
“That’s hilarious. We’ve dealt minimal damage, but our leader is already dead.”
“It’s normal when fighting a BOSS. Don’t panic. We can still continue. Those not fighting can help to bring the corpses back for revival. Let the revived gars co back. Hurry!”
“Quick! Pull the BOSS away! Change to another location! How do we extract the corpses?”
The Goblins were shouting non-stop, which made Crar even more vexed. The Goblins moved quickly to the other side, and Crar thought they were fleeing.
Ah, these Goblins were shaful!
How could Crar let these dishonorable Goblins escape? He wielded his Hamr and pursued. His speed was faster, and he hamred as he gave chase. Soon, he ran to the opposite side of the Spiders’ Lair entrance.
The Goblins stopped in their tracks, and a Goblin charged with his shield as he shouted “Waaaaa!”. Crar swung his Hamr when he felt a stab on his back. He turned to see BurningChestHair rolling out of his attack periter. Crar felt damage being inflicted to him from the sides.
Crar roared impatiently. A Goblin charged forward with his shield. Crar focused his frustration on the Hamr and swung it down viciously. That Goblin didn’t even manage to scream as he was crushed into silence.
Crar noticed a shadow flicker as a Goblin squird under his arm and stabbed his knee. Crar roared in pain.
“I feel that I almost brought down the BOSS. I’m aweso,” BurningChestHair said proudly. His body was full of dust after rolling on the ground.
Other Goblins, who were ard with shields, stabbed Crar’s sides to attract his attention, but Crar was only focused on BurningChestHair, that ugly Goblin!
Crar charged at BurningChestHair with his Hamr, ignoring the other Goblins.
“Sh*t! OT 1 !”
“ChestHair, run! OT!”
“Taunt him quickly!”
“Grandson! Grandson!”
“D*mn you!”
The group of Goblins surrounded Crar and hollered and slashed at his knee, but Crar ignored them. After ramming a group of Goblins, Crar charged at BurningChestHair with his Hamr.
BurningChestHair turned to run, but how could he outrun Crar?
Crar ignored the insane Goblins’ attacks on his sides. He bolted to the front of BurningChestHair and grasped BurningChestHair’s neck. Then he slamd BurningChestHair repeatedly on the ground.
After slamming him ten tis, Crar’s anger was exhausted, and he felt better.
“Gosh... is that a BOSS skill? Or a berserk attack?”
“I don’t know. Don’t worry, continue to inflict damage!”
The gars surrounded Crar and attacked.
Crar swept his Hamr and flung the Goblins far away. Those who survived were maid.
Crar roared again, but he vomited blood. His back was stabbed by a Short Sword. The Goblin called Arthur charged and stabbed him in the gap between armor plates while Crar was swinging his hamr.
Arthur abandoned his sword, jumped down, and fled. Crar roared furiously and pursued, but his speed was compromised due to his back injury.
The gars were invigorated by the success of Arthur. They raised their weapons and shouted as they charged at Crar.
Crar had an ominous feeling. Seeing more Goblins gathering at his side, he feared this was his last breath. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he was worried that his two nests of eggs wouldn’t be properly cared for. Thinking of his tribe deep within the Spiders’ Lair, Crar believed they would take care of themselves and his children!
Crar was never fearful!
Crar raised up his hamr and roared as he smashed down on the Goblins.
Crar chuckled as he fought the foolish Goblins to the death!
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