"What the hell… did that just kill me?"
'Did I really underestimate this goblin too much… or was it just that I let my guard down? Shit, I need to end this. No need to drag it.'
PSI panicked when he saw his head falling off his neck, and when it struck the ground he got reset to his one-minute-back form. He stood up checking his neck like nothing happened, but he saw that he died.
PSI raised his head while holding the spear tight. As soon as he saw the goblin his neck got busted again. He checked it again—he was back—but what was going on was a mystery to his eyes.
"Is it true that it's the goblin's actual speed? I can feel it in its speed. So does that mean I actually can't even dare to land a hit on him? Since he is more of a combat goblin his speed and strength might be way higher—even than the divine ones… I'm cooked."
He continued to attack. He tried to stab the goblin but it disappeared and appeared behind him. He tried to spin, but nothing worked.
Even so, PSI didn't give up. He jumped on the goblin and struck the axe-spear, but nothing happened. Even worse, the goblin just reached PSI's face while dodging and punched his face.
PSI was blown away by such a punch. He choked blood as soon as he landed on his back. Shaking his hands and legs he woke up to face him.
The goblin approached with max speed and gave PSI an uppercut punch. Later it dragged him down and slammed him to the ground. PSI felt like he was dead already.
And by the time the goblin threw another punch PSI had already finished praying for his sins.
But he looked serious. Even with nothing, he was satisfied.
"It doesn't matter whether I land a hit or not. It doesn't matter whether I hurt you or not. What matters is that I'm trying, and I know I will get you if I keep on trying."
With a wishy-washy look… with his legs already sore he pointed his spear at the goblin while still saying his grand speech. I'm at a loss for words.
The moment he finished saying that, the goblin gave him another punch sending him flying away into the sky. Blood all over the place. The goblin came slowly and grabbed PSI's spear just when he was blown away.
Dragging the spear on the ground with a metal scraping sound disturbing the place, he reached PSI. He kept on stepping on him and kicking some vital areas all over his body.
Interesting enough… this term is known as bullying. A goblin kept on bullying a man.
For PSI it was painful. It was so hard to bear it through… but for the others, except the body owner who was left traumatized right now, the other "divine" goblins were all laughing. They all enjoyed it like a cinema. That included the goblin king.
PSI had had enough. He couldn't move. He tried again and again but his body wouldn't move—it was petrified. Eugene's body, which only knew lazing around with no exercise, was terribly used and roughly beaten up.
It is a fact that when Pathless transmigrates into a soul that body doesn't need food. It still depends on PSI's opinion—he can taste it if he wants.
So having food or not wasn't necessarily the problem.
The goblin kept on and on until it eventually smashed the hands of the body. PSI panicked with rage and pain, screaming as loud as he could. But surprisingly enough the goblin turned around. Now that he had broken PSI's hands he thought PSI wouldn't fight.
In such a terrifying scene the system kicks in…
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COIN STATUS
[][] BACKING: NONE [][]
[][] LOAN: NONE [][]
[][] CULTIVATED: NONE [][]
[][] GIFTS: NONE [][]
[][] SALARY: NONE [][]
UNIQUE TRAIT: [STEAL] : 100,000coins
X{USED AMOUNT: 50,000COINS}X
TOTAL AMOUNT: 50,000COINS
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PSI aimlessly wandered at the screen and felt weird. Then the system threw another screen right above the second. Coughing blood he looked at the second.
[Buy from the divine market...]
'So that's the coin I stole from the guidanceer at the entrance… Damn, I have 50,000 coins left. Should I buy…'
"Market… store or whatever…"
As soon as he said that the third screen appeared. Meanwhile the other screens faded. At that exact moment the goblin turned and whispered,
"Either die or live. Of course I will live. Who wants to be reincarnated as an animal? Such a useless life…"
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[Strength: low: 2000coins mid: 6000coins mid tier: 7000coins and higher strength: 10,000coins ]
[Speed: low: 1500coins mid: 4000coins mid tier: 7000coins and higher speed: 10,000coins ]
But he ended up scrolling down to see one title, one word that triggered his mind into excitement.
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Slime unconscious instinct: the ability to turn ones mind just like an empty bottle... With only one and one quests.
Pronounced as: SUI
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PSI felt like he was returning into his soul. His body was cold, leaving him thinking that he was not in control anymore.
The goblin turned around, sparing PSI. The goblin gazed at his king loudly…
"he is good as dead…"
The goblin king laughed.
"Hahaha… of course he is dead. But you know what… I lied."
The goblin king's aura that was projecting his face 3D right above his head smiled. No—it smirked, showing that it didn't even care.
That moment was pure evil for the thirteenth goblin to take in. He expected his race to see an end to their pathetic life with no meaning or intelligence. But in the end, no matter how good or bad they were, the goblin king didn't want to acknowledge them.
The thirteenth goblin, with a rage-filled roaring voice—
"Get me to divine! Have mercy on us, please!"
Bowing on the ground as he expressed his thoughts, suppressing his emotions.
The goblin king streamed a crazy amount of light arrows, each with the size of a mini rocket.
"How dare you call yourself a goblin begging me for mercy that you don't deserve. You're nothing but a worthless goblin…"
The goblin struck his own heart, pulling it out with nothing but pure disdain…
…and gave it to Pathless.
At that point PSI stood up from the ground noticing his health had become almost as good as new.
He stared at the goblin offering him his own heart.
The goblin, for the first time in his life with a gentle smile, said,
"Please kill them all. My heart will grant you my power. I am the goblin of strength. I'm sure you are going to be faster and stronger than I am, 'vicious'. So go on and kill them. Devour this… Ann..ddd… Ki..ll.. the…mm."
The moment the goblin's eyes weakened his voice disappeared through the noise.
PSI saw the goblin in front of him fall to the ground. The goblin coughed blood and died.
The ground was filled with this huge goblin's blood.
PSI stepped toward the body with a silent face and picked the heart from the ground.
He took one bite.
The blood from the heart blew onto his face.
He kept biting it again and again.
Then he said,
"It was my first meal in a month. It sure is tasty huh? Now then… who should I eat?"
And in a second…
Over 3000 goblin heads rained from the cloud stairs.
No one knew what that was…
But they all knew one thing.
It was PSI's doing.