I, the Goblin King: Rise to Dominate the Other World

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【Andersis: Lv53

Race: Human

Profession: Royal Knight

Titles: Defender of the Homeland, Knight of Honor, Charismatic Leader

Health: 930

Strength: 240

Defense: 287

Skills: Silver Slash, Sword Song, Sword Dance, Power of Honor

Equipment: Fine Silver Armor, Fine Alloy Longsword, Cloak

Overall: 1000】

Although his attributes aren't bad,

His overall strength is just slightly better than Loder, who is in his forties. After all, Loder is a royal and a disciple of the Sword Saint.

His skills are quite ordinary, making him just a regular captain of the knights.

Lin Tian thought he was facing a formidable enemy.

The strength of the others was around 900.

The second-generation Great Type Goblins, after leveling up, each had a strength of around 700.

Being surrounded by them and lasting three minutes was already impressive.

Currently, Lin Tian's strength was at 1500, having perfectly mastered the use of the Elemental Hand Crossbow and Blade-less Defense skills.

His power had surged rapidly.

"Hmph, relying on this bunch of trash to save you? Loder, you are too naive."

Lin Tian couldn't help but mock.

Captain Silverblade lowered his head and sighed, "Indeed, we were too naive. After a brief encounter, I realized you are a very, very terrifying opponent! If left unchecked, you will be a disaster for the empire.

But fortunately, the Sword Saint will definitely come to deal with you. She is the empire's guardian holy sword and will eliminate monsters like you!"

The other members also said, "That's right, the Sword Saint will come soon to sweep you away!"

"Still her little fanboys?"

Lin Tian found it amusing and glanced at the remaining people.

He drew the dagger from his waist.

Captain Silverblade's heart tightened, "You, what are you doing? Wait! Stop!"

"Swish!"

Right then and there, Lin Tian began to bleed one of the humans.

"Zzz!"

The moment the artery in the neck was severed, blood spurted ten meters away!

He marveled at the heart, this miraculous pump!

"Ah, Captain, save me, I can't breathe..."

The human said painfully, and soon went into hemorrhagic shock.

Lin Tian then called over the highest-level Great Type Goblin, also a Goblin Assassin, and had him consume the human's flesh to level up quickly.

After devouring everything, it leveled up to 48.

Still two levels short.

Lin Tian continued to slaughter two more humans as if he were killing chickens.

Unfortunately, not even a single level was gained.

The experience requirement was getting higher and higher. It seemed it would take devouring seven or eight level 40-50 individuals to evolve into a Great Type.

Goblins, if qualified, evolve at levels 30, 50, 70, 90, and 100.

But there were also cases of failed evolution.

Watching his team members die one by one, the gap between Captain Silverblade and Loder became very apparent.

He remained very calm, without shouting or screaming.

After all, he had been on the empire's battlefield and was used to life and death.

He simply said, "What a pity, Sword Saint, they ultimately couldn't hold out until you came to rescue."

Reality, unlike games or anime, was different.

Falling into the enemy's hands, nine times out of ten, the result was death. Hope was just wishful thinking.

This was the harsh reality.

Lin Tian also admired Captain Silverblade somewhat, giving him a quick death, "Rest in peace."

Then, he had the Goblin consume him as well.

Now, resources had to be concentrated as much as possible to cultivate a new Hero Type.@@novelbin@@

The creatures in the Enchanted Forest had been killed clean, with no source of experience left.

This was Lin Tian's current headache.

"You beast, I won't let you go! I will never let you go!"

Loder had completely lost it, barking like a mad dog.

Lin Tian's ears were getting calloused from hearing it, so he knocked him out.

Then, he mounted the wyvern and prepared to head to Bright Town to check the situation. If the Sword Saint really came, it would be dangerous.

...

At dawn, Bright Town was already bustling.

The Battle Roar squad was laughing and chatting in the tavern, having stayed up all night to guard against a dragon clan sneak attack.

They even needed a glass of whiskey in the early morning to perk up.

Very much in line with the wild and bold nature of the Battle Roar squad.

"Those guys are useless, aren't they? They've been gone for so many days and haven't even dealt with a few goblins, hahaha!"

The Battle Roar captain laughed and clinked glasses.

At this moment,

A strange gust of wind swept over Bright Town, reaching the sky above the town.

"Thud!"

Suddenly, the spearman fell from the wind, covered in blood, with a broken leg and several fractured bones.

The townspeople were startled and fled in panic, thinking it was a magical creature invasion.

The spearman struggled to stay conscious, crawling forward despite his broken bones, refusing to stop.

Eventually, he fainted from exhaustion.

From afar, the Sword Saintess noticed him and leaped to the center of the town, arriving at his side.

She carried him to the tavern.

"Sword Saint, why are you here? Would you like a drink?"

The Battle Roar captain quickly stood up, his expression changing drastically when he saw the spearman in her hands!

Everyone rushed over to check.

The healer immediately began using healing skills.

The Battle Roar captain was incredulous, "Weren't they going to deal with goblins? How did it end up like this!?"

One might think they went to slay a dragon!

The Sword Saintess said, "I don't know either. I saw him fall from the sky and faint."

Before long,

The spearman finally woke up, still very weak.

Everyone asked gravely, "What happened? Where are the others? How did you end up like this?"

"Cough, cough, Sword Saint, did you stay up all night again? You must be exhausted."

The spearman coughed, blood and clots pouring from his throat.

The Sword Saintess quickly took out a high-grade healing potion to treat his wounds.

But he refused, saying, "My injuries are too severe, it won't help. Sword Saint, please go save the captain and the others. They were captured by a group of goblins, including two Hero Types and dozens of Great Types, likely a super-large tribe.

Also! Be very careful, these goblins are unusual. Each one is twice as strong as a normal goblin! Cough, cough!"

He coughed a few more times.

The Battle Roar captain frowned, "A super-large tribe? That doesn't make sense. Two Hero Types and dozens of Great Types shouldn't be enough to capture them! They're just goblins!"

"Hey! Hey! Hold on!"

At this point, the spearman couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes rolled back, and he died unwillingly at dawn.

The Sword Saintess looked at him and sighed, "After all, they were royal knights. How could they be so severely injured? A broken leg, multiple stab wounds on the lungs and body, it seems these goblins also have ironware."

"Damn it, the last heir of the Wind Spear family, dead just like that!"

The Battle Roar captain said angrily, looking at the spearman's body in deep sorrow.

He never imagined that the Silver Blade Knights would fall into the hands of a group of goblins!

A group of lowly magical creatures they usually wouldn't even consider.

Just moments ago, they were laughing and chatting, now they were slapped in the face!

Other members were also puzzled, "Even with two Hero Types and a group of Great Types, they shouldn't have ended up like this, without even a chance to escape."

"Damn it! Let's go wipe out those damned lowly creatures!"

The Battle Roar captain, filled with rage, grabbed the double-bladed giant axe beside him and was about to rush out.

But he was stopped by his team members, "Wait, captain, didn't he just say? These goblins are unusual, we can't act rashly."

"Damn it, I want to chop off all their heads and shove them up their asses!"

The Battle Roar captain gritted his teeth, his fists crackling!

At this moment, the Sword Saintess spoke, "Calm down, everyone. If you leave, I won't be able to protect the residents from the invasion of two ancient dragons and a large group of wyverns, not to mention possible goblin attacks."

"Then, Sword Saint, are we just going to wait? If we're late, the Silver Blade Knights will be wiped out!"

The Battle Roar captain was furious, sulking in his seat.

Going was not an option, nor was staying.

The Sword Saintess was also troubled, finally saying, "Hurry back to the royal city and bring more reinforcements. Then, I will personally go and slay those goblins and dragons! You just need to guard Bright Town."

"But, if we do that, won't the Silver Blade Knights..."

The Battle Roar captain wanted to say more.

A team member stopped him, "Do you think they could still be alive? The state of the one who returned proves it."

The spearman couldn't survive even after escaping.

If captured, some goblins might have already digested and excreted the others.

Hearing this, the Battle Roar captain calmed down a bit, "Sigh, then, let's do that."

"No need for now, leave the rescue of the Silver Blade Knights to me."

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

The newcomer was Kasimir, captain of the Death Knight team.

The sole survivor of the Battle of Death Canyon.

His strength far surpassed other captains.

The Sword Saintess looked at him and said, "Are you sure you want to go alone? Even a knight team fell."

"Back in Death Canyon, I faced four Titan warriors alone and survived. Even if I can't deal with a group of goblins, they won't be able to harm me."

Kasimir said, removing his pitch-black helmet.

Everyone was shocked when they saw his true face!

No hair, covered in burn scars, with crisscrossing knife scars on his face.

He looked like a monster, unimaginable what kind of battles he had survived.

The Battle Roar captain laughed, "Hahaha! I knew you wouldn't let us down! But daring to boast in front of the Sword Saint, you're too arrogant!"

"I wouldn't dare compare myself to the Sword Saint, but dealing with someone like you is easy."

Kasimir said disdainfully.

The Battle Roar captain was so angry he wanted to punch him.

But his team members held him back.

Then, Kasimir wasted no time, mounted his horse, and headed deep into the Enchanted Forest.

Not far outside Bright Town, on a high mountain, Lin Tian was observing while riding a wyvern.

【Kasimir: Lv60

Race: Human

Profession: Desperate Knight (Gains a 30% attribute buff when alone)

Titles: Survivor of Desperation, Guardian of the Kingdom, Knight of Honor, Bearer of Duty

Health: 800

Strength: 310

Defense: 303

Skills: Death Roar, Reaper's Harvest, Knight's Honor

Equipment: Black Iron Armor, Black Iron Longsword, Black Cloak

Overall: 1300】

From a distance, Lin Tian understood, "Hmph, his strength is not bad, but thinking he can wipe us out alone? Isn't that too naive?"

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