Goblin Kingdom

[Race] Goblin

[Level] 100

[Class] Imperial Emperor

[Possession Skills] "Champion of the Sons of Chaos," "Rebel Soul," "Roar of Eating Heaven and Earth," "Sword Moving A-," "King's Way of Coming," "King's Soul," "King's Heart III," "Family of the Gods," "King's Pledge," "First Serpent's Eye," "Devil's Flow Operation," "Raging Champion's Soul," "Third Chant," "Warrior's Intuition," "Leader's Intuition," "King Calling Chaos," "Sealed God of War Grace," "Goddess of the Underworld's Holy Grace," "The Goddess of Vengeance is the Goddess of Vengeance," "Who Turns the World Against the Enemy."

[Adoration] Goddess of the Underworld (Artesia)

[Attributes] Darkness, death

[Subordinate Demon] Luke Cobolt (Has) (Lv56) Gray Wolf (Gastra) (Lv20) Gray Wolf (Cynthia) (Lv89) Oak The Great (Buy) (Lv29)

[Status] "Blessing of the First Serpent," "Guardian of the Two-headed Serpent," "Blessing of the Earth-eating Serpent," "Guardian of the Wingless Sky Serpent"

I exhaled when I defeated the man in front of me. Take your hands off the great sword you were gripping as you hear the goblins cheering from behind. Honestly, I didn't expect to be pushed this far. Differences in strength were supposed to be historical.

Still eating down to this point. I can't do anything to insult you. It was a good time to call yourself a lodging enemy, but at least not one that you can despise. He was an enemy to be buried with respect.

Cough one deafening enemy faction.

I lost Garland Rifenin, arguably a trump card, and I thought he was a little upset, but apparently not. Move one expression as if you were a Nobu. Enemy soldier.

That's odd.

It's ominous if you put it in a nutshell. Roughly, I turn my gaze around, confused by that feeling I thought I had no edge. The victory should be right there, now that we have defeated what can be described as a thousand of our enemies.

A good opportunity to attack......

That's how I found Soitz.

"... hey, to...?

A breathless surprise binds my body.

Makes me forget I'm even on the battlefield right now, that face...

Running around in an instant is a memory of the past.

I should have forgotten, no, how could I have forgotten. That memory, never to be forgotten, should have sworn with hatred, was a memory.

It's like a white room with nothing and an old man sitting there wearing an agua.

"Well, are you here?"

"Why, I... should have been at the shrine"

Those eyes that stare at me like I look down. It's like being ordained, that eye-catching. An eye that should be inorganic and not be able to feel the temperature, as if to check its performance. You don't even get up, and when you invite me to your front, you see the wrinkled face of the old man, his fingertips well.

"You're dead. Well, it happens all the time. '

Of that old man with only a smile on his mouth. Even the beast that targets the prey in front of us has a few more items.

'But you're lucky. Don't you want to live? A second raw.'

It's like an old man's voice who doesn't think about being turned down is badly deaf. Spread your arms, and be arrogant. What in the world do you believe in?

"Let's Do What You Want"

"What do you want, huh?

That nasty voice I recall. But I remembered my anger for sure. It can't be done.

What I want, who I wanted to help, is dead.

"So..."

"Don't be ridiculous!

Wave off the old man who stopped by my side at some point.

I'm not kidding.

My darling is dead. He's not coming back!

"There's no such thing as God."

God?

You think the shriveled jizzy in front of you is God?

'Yes, I am God. Human God. Grandgod Attitude for the Prosperity of Man

Ha, what god. I've never heard of you!

'Believe it or not, it's up to you. But you can't go back. "

Can't you go back?

'Yes, he's dead. But let's give it a chance. Give me a chance to get my beloved back.'

Only for a moment, when it comes to not getting lost, it's a lie.

I loved her so much.

But... it's to her dead...

"Then let's have it dedicated to me, God willing."

A jizzy arm in front of me, standing on my chest at a loss.

"Oh, shit!?

Giraffed by desire, those eyes. Fishing mouth. This is not a god. This guy...

"Yourself."

I stare at that mouthful of ugly laughter as if I'd never forget it.

"... no, it's not yours anymore."

I can't move one finger, my consciousness is far away.

'Oh... I don't need anything out of the way to say souls, etc. I'll give you that.'

How can we forget that word, that voice?

My, the voice of God who made the birth cut.

We must retaliate, it is the voice of our enemies.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!

I found it. I found it!

By the time I realized it, I had already kicked the ground.

Kick all the miscellaneous soldiers in the face of Nobu standing in front of them. Shake off the sword inserted in your hips to pull out and leave it to you.

"My life is like dust (Axel)!"

Did you know about the blade you would receive?

Along with the air, he breaks through the walls of the humans and waves down the sword he has wielded as he reaches before the eyes of Soutz.

"Hmm?"

But the man in front of me took it flat. Make it easy on me with a blow all over me. Long swords are easy. But I don't care about that. I don't care.

This guy, this guy...

"You aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Strike again at the mercy of force.

But both of them had a cool face to say as if the breeze had blown through, and the man in front of them tried to prevent it.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Violent emotions dye red in front of you.

Blackflame blows out of my body. Eat more magic vegetables after a third chant. And wave down the great sword again. Bite your back teeth to the point of crushing them. My throat is tight, and I won't complain about even shredding my arm's flesh.

If this man can get to me...

"Who are you? Aah!?

"Hmm? Brave man, just like you are the Demon King."

Brave, brave?

"Don't be ridiculous. That would be my body (...) but heh!!

"Kuhaha! That sounds crazy. Your body, my body of the brave, your...?

The brave man's mouth is distorted.

The expression of a brave man who has been somewhere vain becomes an emotional one. Those old man-like, ugly, lustful eyes. The connected mouth looks like a lowlife.

"No way......? Heh heh... are you from that time?

Hit the blade again instead of reply.

"Kuku...... hahahahahahahaha!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

To the point of being hungry, the man in front of you laughing. Pupils open, mouths caught, like madmen.

No, I named him Attitude then. Fucking jizzy!!

"What's wrong!!

"What? Is this what you're supposed to be laughing at? Either the abandoned soul created the body on its own or it went into a lifeless bin, isn't it a masterpiece? Plus, goblins! Ugly, inferior, roughly the worst creature you can think of! You think this is what you can do without laughing? Hey, are you gonna make me laugh and die?

"Mine, with my face... mine, with my voice... don't open your mouth any more!!

Once again, brave men are prevented from attacking with the full force of the sword.

"Besides, you've brought me here a long time as my attractor. How wonderful, you are the most pioneering. Ahahahahahahaha!!!

The enemy's long sword is wielded.

A great sword is pushed into the defense to prevent it.

Damn it!

"Wake up, it's this comedy the best. Good luck. I didn't know it was the clown that ravaged my lovely people... oh, I have to suffer. I have to ravage you, both physically and mentally. Hehehehe!!!

With the great sword being pushed in, my posture breaks down.

What is this power? All screaming muscles are mobilized to resist pressure.

It's an overwhelming force as if you're confronting a giant.

"What do you say? Wouldn't that have been fun? Did you use my powers to the best of your ability? Is that why you've won this far?

"What the fuck!?

Inquire with anger. At the same time, the slaughter that is unleashed is easily bounced.

"You called it status. Interesting knowledge. But you didn't think it was strange to see it? Was there anyone else you could see?

Yes, of course. This was taught to me by an old goblin.

"Naturally!

"Oh, really? He does see the status, doesn't he?

"What!?

"If you concentrate, you know how strong they are. But I didn't say that, but the strength of the opponent clearly appears as a status. Is that what this is all about?

The grin you engrave on your mouth is filled with deep confidence.

Sure, that's when the old goblin... what happened? It tries to revive a few memories, but even a contemplative gesture was dangerous to the enemy in front of it.

"Come on, remember and see!

Now a cut up blow from the lower section from Jijii naming the brave man.

─ ─ Keep it down, snap your neck.

Having changed my attitude with instant judgment, I tried to contain the blow coming up from the bottom with a great sword and floated straight into the universe.

"What!?

"Still don't know the difference in power? Hehe."

The blow of a brave man who was supposed to have contained it at hand blows me away and flies me into space. The long sword, shaken off as if it were no weight or anything, returns to the hand of the brave man and swings again at me, unable to move in the air.

"Guh."

Cut off the screams and withstand the shock.

A glimmer of bravery creates a shock wave, which shoots my body.

Not like any of the humans I once fought. He broke down his attitude and was slapped to the ground while being shown varying differences in forces that seemed crazy from the ground up.

"World, be for me."

Light gathers in the long sword of the brave man. That principle, which is fundamentally different from mine. Mine that releases magic vegetables to blow out and those of enemies that are strengthening their swords by trying to take them in from their surroundings.

"You can run away scared."

"Who, to you and so on!

Black flames blow up again. As you echo my anger, I can put my strength into it for as much as I can grip. Raise the Black Scarlet Sword (Zweihander) onto the ground and hold the Blackflame Swinging Sword (Flamberge) with both hands.

Look in front of me at the enemies of uncertainty to me and kick the ground.

"It would be good. Until you can't move, I'll play you."

Regret that clear provocation!

A step that breaks through the air wall and takes place is divine speed. The blow you roll out is the best slash you've ever had.

The aim is the neck muscle, the tip of the sword with the velocity of whether or not it can be seen hits with a long sword wrapped around the light of the brave man, slightly bracing.

─ ─ It can be pushed.

Shortly after that decision, the black flame was blown out as if it had been blown by a strong wind.

"─ Huh!?

I don't even have time to speak up.

Without having to check the tip of the crushed sword shortly afterwards, the long sword drew a silver orbit from the diagonal.

The black flames that erupt from my body...

- Damn it!

Trying to reach for the guardian sword (Titandager) of the giant on his back.

"Seven slashes, one flash."

The silver wire runs through seven strips. Speed enough to exceed perception. And a powerful slaughter blows my arm off. Your right leg, your left and right auxiliary bones, your shoulders, and your arms are severed.

I will not die because of the black flames that erupt from my wound. But instead it was the severe pain that struck me.

"What do you think, it hurts? You want to die?

You can't even stand on your cut off right leg, it collapses.

"Not yet?

He stares at the distorted grin that floats in his mouth, bites his back teeth off and bites off screams.

"It's good to be healthy. Come on, dance!

With the sword of a brave man to be waved down, the earth explodes.

Turn your remaining left hand behind you and reach for the great sword, but you feel the pain of being cut even if you just move one fingertip. At the same time as we pull through a great deal, the earth blows up again at the moment when we are slammed to the ground.

Even dirt lumps, pebbles, etc. grope the meat.

From the time of the Great Sword, it's quite a long way. It was naturally more advantageous for me to have enemies who had the means to attack even when the distance was away, and for me without the means.

When I was blown up twice and three times, the time opened wide. How do you pack that?

But my worries have been packed elsewhere by the brave.

"Not yet, you don't seem to break. Yeah, it has to be."

Stand up with the guardian sword of the giant as a scepter. Thanks to the black flames, the wounds were almost blocked.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly a brave man takes his gaze off me as if he realized something. The cry you hear behind me.

Why interrupt puel!?

"Oh, speaking of which, we have to move the army."

Slowly hold the long sword on his shoulder, lifting his empty hand over his head and squealing his fingers.

"Marching"

In response to the voice of a brave man not even loud enough, a human army without a facial expression sets in motion.

◆ ◇ ◇

Time goes back a little.

Before the king of Goblin took a ride with Garand Rifenin, in the capital of the Kingdom of the Black Sun (Arlodena), in the capital of the king's sitting capital (Revea Suu), the fairies stepped up their guard and stared into the sky as the thunderclouds covering the heavens suddenly pushed from the northern sky.

What a disturbing breeze.

Bahrui, one of the leading warriors of the Fairy of Fire (Salamandle), looks up at the sky and frowns. Though there is little wind, the thunderclouds covering the sky continue to extend from the northern sky.

At the end of the east, I wonder what this airspace means when the king of Goblin says he is now wagering the hegemony of the continent for the last war.

Usually a raw, lukewarm breeze should blow along with the thunderclouds, but rather even freeze.

On a rainy day like the bottom, I can't help but recall the old stories passed down to the Fairy Clan of Fire.

─ ─ There are those who swim in thunderclouds. To reign over him, the hammer of thunder, and to wrestle with the king of the sky round about heaven.

"Gawayne...... Heavenly Champion Wingless Sky Snake,"

When a strong thunderbolt strikes, the thunderbolt sounds as it follows.

But the expected heavy rains will not come.

Instead it rang out who or what voice would not hide their anger.

"Where is the king of the dwarf!?

The voice broke the heavens exactly, but with the same amount of voice, it rang all over Revea Sue.

Most looked up to heaven and screamed at the resounding voice and the anger engulfed. A giant dragon with a face from the clouds. Looking down sharply into the lower realm, it is inherited and present in the legend.

A few did not scream, but peeled off their eyes at the magnitude of their existence, and those who had weapons in their hands mourned their unreliability, and still gazed at the existence of the sky.

"Don't ask again. Where is the king of the dwarf!?

Everyone was lost in judgment as to whether to respond to that question.

"What do you do when you know that? ruler of heaven."

As the crowd looked up, just one person had something to answer that question.

It's Lord Lecia.

Someone deliberately looks up all over the city and points. Standing atop the high spire was the figure of the Virgin wrapped around the simple clothes of a monk.

"... a follower of the goddess of healing (Zenobia)"

Aside from his face, the crowd raises a voice of fear and awe at Gawain's appearance, gradually revealing the whole thing, and at the same time turns its gaze of expectation, which can be described as respect or worship, towards the lesia facing it.

"The time has come for a storm. Follow me, I will eat heaven, and your king will not devour the earth!

"Our king has already waged a fierce battle with men in the east."

"... well, a special victory"

To Lecia's voice, Gawayne laughed as if to rip her mouth open.

"If I do, I'll have to help you out of that mind. One of the few who will serve our God, if only to be compatriots."

"If it comes true, take me with you"

"Well... I see this is another special intent"

As if to see through its roots, Gawayne approaches Lecia. Huge enough to wrap up the royal castle under construction softly. To Gawayne, who approached him, Lesia jumps on when she is ready.

"I didn't expect you to put the Zenobian followers on my back when you fought earlier."

The ruler of heaven, who proceeded through the thunderclouds, immediately headed to the battlefield of the east.

◇ ◆ ◆

"Give orders to Lord Gi Gu to push up the front...... How are you preparing Lord Gi Bei Slay and Lord Gi Gar Larks?

Puel, who had broken into a single ride of kings and braves, had given precise instructions one after the other.

"Kings, you can resent me, but no more..."

Speak small words of apology and march all armies of the Kingdom of the Black Sun (Arlodena).

"Prepare the SWAT for assault."

Overall, the battlefield is pushed by the Arlodena side. Naturally. In an effort to bring together expensive equipment and excellent military horses, it is only by organically linking them that the true value of what is called an army is demonstrated.

The armies that have run across the continent are united in purpose in that they help the king. If you have matched your purpose with a general, then it is a question of how to link it on a tactical scale.

Even in that regard, Arlodena has Prime Minister Puel putting together the entire army.

They will be fighting ahead of the army of brave men who just go straight ahead. But the war in Puell's eyes was not alarming.

The heavily armed infantrymen are in the front row of the army of the brave. Front row lining up the young men. They with less expression, you can call them boys and girls, still look like legitimate soldiers compared to the middle section with the young soldiers lined up. But their aligning spear tips were aligned at the same height as they were unified without the madness of dimensions.

Unnaturally, if you say so in Puell's subjectivity.

"There is no cry, no grunt. The conductor doesn't look like he's here either. Creepy......"

But we have to.

Speaking of creeps, the presence of the brave man who heads that army is nothing but creepy for her. Keeping the king exposed before such a thing was intolerable.

Besides, the king looks in a predicament right now.

If we lose the king here, what awaits is a future that will be annihilated by the human side. At least, Arlodena will lose the stones needed and decompose in the air. Revea Sue, who recommended construction as a testament to the ties of the various races, attributes it to ashes. The subpeoples who regained their homeland were pursued again, and the visiting western realm of peace finally fits the concerns of pillage.

That was unacceptable to her, who had built up so many piles of corpses so far.

"We can't lose you here..."

Using the arrows released high in the sky as a signal, each legion launched an attack simultaneously.