Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Chapter 795: Aid to Monado
Chapter 795: Aid to Monado (2)
“My Lord, we can’t hold out much longer.”
The soldier on the left pointed to the crumbling parapet on the side. Both thick iron chains that reinforced it were showing signs of snapping. Two Goblin Warriors were smashing against the parapet with the ferocity of mad beasts. The “clang, clang” sounds were endless. Even though their leather armor was already riddled with arrows and oozing blood, they showed no signs of stopping.
Each impact sent the iron chains flying, but they still held together. However, who knew when they would finally break?
The guards of Monado small town did their best to shoot down the goblins around the parapet, especially the section being assaulted by the Goblin Warriors.
Everyone knew very well that if the iron chains broke, half of the small town’s parapet would collapse. Then, these disgusting, greedy green-skinned brutes would swarm into the town, plundering their food and equipment, and abducting their women and children.
This was absolutely unacceptable.
“Even if you can’t hold on, you must.”
Sait gritted his teeth, his face flushed red.
His nose, already resembling a plum, turned crimson, and his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat.
In normal times, the two soldiers might have teased their kind mayor for his comical appearance, but now, no one could bring themselves to laugh.
“My Lord, you should leave!”
The soldier on the right knelt on one knee, his head bowed, pleading desperately.
He was originally a hunter.
He had been severely injured by a monster attack while hunting in the forest. If Mayor Sait and his patrol hadn’t happened to pass by, he would have died long ago under the monster’s claws.
After that, he joined the town’s patrol and became a soldier who fought for the town. He had always been grateful to Sait for saving his life.
At this moment, he wished that Sait was a coward who only cared about his own survival.
But Sait grabbed him by the arm and pointed at his nose, scolding him fiercely:
“You want me to be a deserter?! I’ve lived here for decades. When I was born, you were still in your father’s gun barrel. I love this town more than any of you, even if it’s not prosperous!”
“Soldier! Stand up!”
Sait pulled the kneeling soldier up from the ground.
He roared, his voice like thunder.
“Go fight! Go kill!”
“If the gods want us to die, we will die on the land of Monado!”
With that, he pulled a sword from the weapon rack on the left and, with his fat body waddling, was about to charge out. But at that moment—
“Waaah! Wahhhh!”
It seemed the goblins had lost their patience.
Or perhaps the Goblin King was displeased with the progress of the war.
He finally dispatched the Goblin Hero they had held in reserve.
This was a giant goblin, standing at least five meters tall and exceptionally strong.
He wore heavy armor. Although it was a patchwork of many plates, it was loose and hung more like a cloak, with treated animal sinews crudely stitched at the seams. Nevertheless, it represented the highest level of equipment within the Goblin Tribe. In his hands, he wielded a tree trunk embedded with fragments of longswords.
Amidst the excited shouts of the green-skinned brutes, the Goblin Hero charged onto the battlefield like an activated steel war chariot, exuding an immense aura.
“Boom—”
Creak—
The iron chains connecting the parapet let out a pained shriek.
The parapet, which the Goblin Warriors had battered for a long time, couldn’t withstand even a single blow from the Goblin Hero. It was instantly smashed.
The soldiers on the parapet, including Mayor Sait, who was preparing to make a heroic sacrifice, were sent flying.
Another Goblin Hero followed closely behind.
Like wolves entering a flock of sheep, the two Goblin Heroes swung their tree trunks. A casual sweep to the left or right sent a row of soldiers flying into the air.
The surviving soldiers and adventurers around watched the two colossal figures in horror. In front of the Goblin Heroes, they appeared incredibly small, like ants.
The Goblin Heroes didn’t need to use their brains or any strategy. They simply charged forward, continuously swinging their tree trunks, easily slaughtering the able-bodied men of Monado small town and breaking the soldiers’ defense line.
The green-skinned brutes gathered behind the Goblin Heroes, shamelessly surging forward to finish off the wounded soldiers and immediately start stripping their equipment.
The Goblin King’s attack on Monado small town was clearly premeditated.
The town’s residents had just completed a harvest, and now was the time when the town had the most food.
“Justice Charge!”
Just then, a loud shout rang out.
The players, who had been silent in the town for a long time, made their appearance!
“Shield of Glory!”
A golden phantom, exuding an imposing aura, charged towards the Goblin Hero.
ID: Eat My Slide Tackle, Lv. 5.
He had actually wanted to come out and fight for the town earlier.
But his level was only Lv. 4 before. He could only learn two warrior skills after reaching Lv. 5. So, he had been on the fringes, killing some green-skinned barbarians to gain experience, relying on the town guards to buy him time.
Now, it was his turn to appear!
“Die, you damned monster!”
The player charged in front of the Goblin Hero.
He swung his basic longsword horizontally.
“Ding—” it hit the Goblin Hero’s leg.
[HP: -250]
The Goblin Hero’s total HP was 10,000.
“Not bad!”
Eat My Slide Tackle felt no panic as he slowly withdrew his now-chipped basic longsword.
It was no big deal. He only needed forty more hits to kill this Goblin Hero.
He was about to deliver a double strike to the Goblin Hero.
Whoosh, a gust of wind swept by.
The terrifying air pressure contorted his face into a comical shape, like a plastic bag filled with air.
Then…
“Bang—”
A massive tree trunk swung over. Under the immense force, Eat My Slide Tackle was instantly turned into a meat patty. Half of his body splattered on the tree trunk, while the other half flew into the air.
Ten seconds later.
The golden phantom rushed out of a room once more.
“Justice Charge!”
“Die, monster!”
Bang—
This time, he seemed to be specifically targeted, or perhaps the golden light on him made him more conspicuous. Before he could even get close to the Goblin Hero, he was flattened again.
But Eat My Slide Tackle didn’t give up.
While everyone in the town was in a state of panic, he died over and over again, resurrected, and charged towards the Goblin Legion with a Will to Die. Gradually, his shouts became the only clamor representing humanity in the town!
“Kill—”
“Justice Charge!”
This time, Eat My Slide Tackle was grabbed by the head by the Goblin Hero and lifted up.
The Goblin Hero was also very confused.
This weak human was as if unkillable. At first, he even thought this human had many identical brothers, just like them goblins. But as the human spoke each time, his aura was exactly the same.
Even the simple-minded Goblin Hero was certain of one thing.
This human was immortal!
Such a marvelous human should be presented to the Goblin King.
Therefore, this time, he did not kill the player.
Eat My Slide Tackle, still holding his sword, stubbornly tried to hack at the Goblin Hero’s wrist.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t reach it. He looked comical, like a clown.
The green-skinned brutes around them erupted in shrill laughter.
This town was finished.
All that remained were a few broken soldiers.
They only needed to slowly clear the battlefield.
“Why are you laughing, you bastards!”
The player, held by the head, spat out a mouthful of saliva and said fiercely, “You will never know what you’ve provoked! I am a player. You’d better not let me find your nest, or I swear you will all die miserably!”
“Kekeke? You?”
The Goblin King, upon hearing that a strange human had been captured, immediately rushed out from the army formation.
Compared to the tall Goblin Hero,
The Goblin King appeared somewhat short.
He wasn’t as burly as the Goblin Hero. He was draped in colorful silk, wore a tattered crown on his head, held a staff in his left hand, and emitted a faint magical aura. His large yellow teeth were bared, and his mouth reeked. His gaze flitted over the player.
“Human! Tell me honestly, what is the secret of your resurrection? Hand over your secret, and perhaps I can spare you some torture!”
Eat My Slide Tackle rolled his eyes at the Goblin King, inwardly marveling at how the officialdom of the Cain Continent could be so cunning, giving these NPCs such intelligence that they even tried to probe the secret of player resurrection.
Just then.
A clear eagle cry echoed.
At the same time, the enraged voice of the Scheming Frog could be heard from the sky:
“Short-ear, I’ll tell you what the secret of resurrection is!”
