Ch.19Ep.19: A Warning to Those from Another World

Thud! Thud thud thud!

“Wow… Brother Las is really strong…”

While the battle between Radios and Petrick raged fiercely.

Brina was also engaged in a bloody fight with the otherworlders.

Or more accurately…

“F-fuck! Why won’t you die?!”

“She’s a goblin! Her arm regenerates in one second even after being cut off!”

“How can we not defeat a mere child?!”

“She doesn’t even look tired! The heart should be her weakness, so aim for that– Guhk!”

It would be more appropriate to say that Brina was carrying out a one-sided massacre.

She utilized the unique properties of her body in an incredibly clever way.

As a martial artist, her swinging arms alone could serve as weapons.

She was able to fight by deliberately cutting off her arms and throwing them.

This was quite a gory tactic.

Which worked well against otherworlders with weak stomachs.

Oh, and of course, when her arms regenerated, the severed limbs turned to dust.

If they hadn’t, she could have channeled the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.

Honestly, if that were possible, it would completely break the balance.

“Haap!”

Whoosh!

Anyway, Brina was feeling immense pleasure from the sensation of beating people up.

She was, after all, a goblin.

The ferocious beast that satisfied the greed obtained from Cronos’s blood was terrifyingly violent.

Thanks to the skeletons supporting her from behind, she was practically invincible.

Though their attacks were equally fierce.

For Brina, who had no concept of evasion, the pain inflicted by attacks was useless.

Even if they had some effect, it wasn’t something to be concerned about.

“My breath is stronger than you! Bring someone powerful!”

“Aaaaargh!”

“Run! No, fuck, there’s nowhere to run!!”

While Brina was busy beating the otherworlders to death.

Arsia confronted the archbishop of the Tulcha Order.

“Arsia Cromwell. It’s been a while? You’ve gotten weaker.”

“Even weakened, I can still take you down? Yamamoto Kinime.”

Yamamoto Kinime of the Tulcha Order.

A woman who held the position of archbishop and was officially known as a healer.

Rumors said her magical power rivaled that of an apostle.

But having specialized entirely in healing, her combat sense was remarkably poor.

Even though Arsia hadn’t regained her original power, Kinime wasn’t an opponent she was reluctant to face.

Moreover, as long as she had the shield of endlessly generated skeletons from the Underworld protecting her from all sides.

Arsia could gain enough time to formulate and execute her strategy.

“Goblin Fire.”

Whoosh.

The skill she chose was the newly learned Goblin Fire.

As eight goblin fires floated in the air.

Kinime naturally prepared her shield.

But Arsia, undeterred, fired all eight goblin fires at once.

And simultaneously activated another spell.

“Invisible, Shadow Replication.”

“..! How annoying!”

The goblin fires, each veering in different directions, were replicated.

And then turned invisible, targeting Kinime from all directions.

She hastily formed a barrier covering her body.

Pop pop pop pop!

The aftermath of blocking the goblin fires produced billowing gray smoke.

Still, at least she had blocked the attack.

Or so Kinime thought as she lowered her barrier.

Poof poof poof poof!

“Kuh, kuhuk…”

Five goblin fires that hadn’t disappeared and had been waiting for an opportunity struck her.

With her vision blurred by the unexpected hit.

Arsia seized the opportunity to cast her next spell.

“Moon’s Fall.”

Crash!

With her gesture, silver-colored sand rushed toward Kinime.

Kinime tried her best to block it but eventually gave up.

Swish!

She surrendered to the sand storm, sacrificing one of her remaining lives.

Arsia, having seen this sight before, wasn’t particularly surprised.

“How many do you have left?”

“…Try to guess.”

“Well, I’m going to eliminate them all anyway, so it doesn’t really matter?”

Would Arsia tire first?

Or would all of Kinime’s remaining lives be consumed?

The battle between the two women began to turn into a war of attrition.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield of Radios and Petrick.

Clang! Clang! Crash!!!

“Kuk! You crazy bastard!!”

“…”

Radios, who didn’t care whether his body was injured or not and only focused on attacking.

And Petrick, who was struggling to block him, was sweating profusely.

Petrick gritted his teeth as he faced Radios, who was unleashing attacks like a madman.

He had become so strong with just one skill, as if he had transformed into a different person.

Especially those horns protruding from his head.

‘A goblin..! This appearance is definitely a goblin!’

Could it be that the skill called Goblin Mask was actually a skill to transform into a goblin?

‘Damn! So this is what those Kadinant bastards meant when they said never to mess with goblins!!’

The reason Radios’s attacks were relentless was.

His insane regenerative ability that quickly healed any wounds.

Moreover, his eyes now seemed unfocused.

He had undoubtedly entered a state of trance, focusing solely on unleashing attacks.

“Daaamn!! How dare! How daaare!!”

Rage was building up, and he wanted to destroy everything right now.

But even if he tried to use a powerful skill.

Radios wouldn’t give him time to prepare and would pounce on him.

How could he possibly respond properly!

While Petrick was grinding his teeth in frustration.

Radios was unable to regain his senses due to the new sensations he was experiencing.

‘This is… a goblin…’

It’s completely different from a human body.

The way of seeing things, how the flow of the world moves.

Information that a human brain couldn’t possibly handle was flooding in like a tidal wave.

Along with an immense thirst for blood.

‘Now I understand why goblins have such terrible personalities.’

They are trying to hide it.

By driving themselves mad to conceal this terrible greed.

The Goblin Mask skill is certainly overpowered, as people say.

But its duration was somewhat ambiguous.

When activated near the Demonic Prison, the goblin state lasted barely 2 seconds.

It seemed that the duration was proportional to the user’s magical power.

If the duration had been longer…

‘I might not have been able to withstand my own greed.’

It’s almost respectable how goblins manage to live a “normal” life while feeling this greed every hour.

Separately from this.

Petrick, who had awakened the power of a demigod, was also an opponent not to be underestimated.

Even after regaining his prime abilities and becoming a goblin, using Astrape couldn’t overwhelm him.

Of course, just as there’s a time limit on this side, there must be one on his side too.

The key to the battle is who weakens first.

“Radios Magnuuuum!!”

Crack!

Petrick, who had been pushed back continuously, manifested a radiance as if he had made a decision.

Radios also stopped attacking and quietly looked at him.

He shouted nobly like an angel passing judgment on evil.

“I heard a goblin was running wild, so you must be related to them!”

“And if I am?”

“Even if I have to fall into Tulcha’s embrace, I’ll kill you before I leave!!”

Petrick owed a great debt to Tulcha.

Before coming to Kadinant, he was a low-ranking member of a gang in his world.

When he was dying slowly after being betrayed by his closest comrade.

He awakened with Tulcha’s power and arrived at Kadinant.

Since then, he had struggled to survive on numerous battlefields and eventually reached the position of apostle.

He would gladly give his life for them.

“Eat this and die!!”

Petrick, who had poured all the power of a demigod into a green flame sphere, lowered his hand.

Crash!

The green flame sphere, split into dozens of branches, rushed toward Radios.

If even one hit, he wouldn’t survive.

Petrick felt the power of the demigod gradually fading away.

But he had no doubt that the green flame sphere would burn Radios’s entire body.

However, Radios was smiling, revealing his fangs.

“Then I should also deliver my final attack, right?”

“..!”

“Formless Twilight Sword.”

Slash.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

The moment Radios extended his hand forward and clenched his fist.

Petrick’s lethal green flame sphere.

Was bisected and vanished without a trace.

With a feeling as if time had stopped for a moment.

The magical power concentrated within the green flame sphere, which had forgotten its target and self-destructed, began to go berserk and covered the entire Underworld.

Boom!

As a massive explosion occurred, the Sword of Judgment’s activation time ended.

“Huk… Huuuk…”

As the Goblin Mask also disappeared, Radios fell to his knees, unable to move due to the overwhelming exhaustion.

The fortunate thing was that the chain explosion of the green flame sphere had devastated the Tulcha Order.

Brina used her goblin advantage to regenerate her damaged body.

But due to accumulated damage, she appeared to be struggling to move right away.

Arsia barely survived with a barrier.

The archbishop of the Tulcha Order also managed to survive by deploying a shield in the middle of her fight with Arsia.

‘But the problem is…’

“Radios… Magnum…”

Petrick was approaching in a relatively intact state.

“Damn… you didn’t die after taking that hit?”

“Even if I have to sacrifice myself… I’ll kill you before I leave…”

Something felt off about his words.

Radios noticed that life force was leaking from him as he approached.

It meant he would die even if left alone.

‘Damn… I don’t even have the strength to lift a finger!’

He had consumed all his magical power and accumulated damage beyond imagination.

What could he do when he couldn’t even move!

“Boss..!”

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Arsia noticed Radios’s condition and tried to move.

But Kinime blocked her path.

“Move! Get out of my way!”

If she had been slightly stronger than Kinime, she would have rushed to save Radios even at the cost of taking critical damage.

But ignoring Kinime would put Arsia’s own life in danger.

Moreover, Brina couldn’t even get up.

‘Boss…’

What had seemed like a winnable battle had deteriorated to this state due to variable after variable.

What could be done to break through this situation?

As Arsia was racking her brain.

Click.

‘This is..!’

The third-level seal had been released.