Test II

"GAAARRRRRAGARRRRA!"

A roar filled with madness and anger echoed across the battlefield and even the entire island, the growls were far more powerful and fierce than the three goblins I was fighting.

So, in an instant I saw a pale green blob constrict against me, next thing I knew it had some broken ribs and had several trees on top of it trees.

"... What... What the fuck happened?" I wondered out loud, not managing to understand anything in the situation I was in; one moment I was about to kill those three Goblins and the next moment a fierce scream was heard, I couldn't even get on guard when a green blob hit me.

'That blob hit me...' I thought as I moved to shake the tree trunks off me.

'That thing... If it hit me like that, it's possibly faster than me, more with the other three goblins, and me now being wounded.... Possibly I'll die in this one ' I said to myself, calculating the chances of a victory if a future, inevitable confrontation were to occur. And although, I could give myself up for dead and take him off guard, my pride, one I didn't know I had, got the better of me.

I wanted to do the smart thing, but again, a pride inside me forced me not to, it's as if my own self to just imagine planning dirty plans to fight goblins was disgusting and caused me to be disgusted with myself.

So, even though I had broken ribs and it hurt like hell, I didn't think much of it as I removed everything I had on me, thus seeing the night again.

"Ha... There you are" I said as my gaze met that of a goblin, but this one was very different from the rest I had faced a few seconds ago, this one was much taller, in fact almost my size, a little over 1.40 centimeters and his body was more robust.

His skin was still pale green like the others, his eyes which were completely blood red carried extreme madness, holding a sledgehammer in his right, he looked very intimidating.

But despite that, and with three goblins at his back, I showed no fear, just a cold and indifferent face that was ready to kill everything in its path, be it humans and beasts, Gods or Demons, friend or foe.

'I don't understand, at times I can be very afraid and at others I myself can be the embodiment of coldness and indifference itself, I don't understand myself' I said to myself, but I just shrugged my shoulders accepting this side of me that in this situation it was beneficial to keep a cool mind.

So, with my Duranvil in my hand, I ran towards the now four goblins, my speed seemed to be greater than before despite my wounds, something that surprised me again, but I quickly concentrated on attacking.

The four goblins were also coming towards me in a frenzy, the newcomer being faster than all of them.

'He must be an evolved goblin or something similar' I thought, shaking my weapon in multiple directions, forming rapier after rapier, which most were blocked by the goblin's mace, but not all, several hurt him because of my enhanced speed.

The wounds only increased the ferocity of the fourth goblin newly included in the battle, proving that he is also a Berserker.

My footwork was speed-centric, so I slowly cornered the monster, though it wasn't going to be that easy.

*WHISTLE

An unknown object impacted on my head (a rock), thus losing my concentration in the battle against the fourth goblin, he seemed to want to take advantage of that opportunity, so with his sledgehammer he swung it to impact now my right arm, flying off into the air and crashing into a tree.

"Damn..."

Now I had my right arm completely broken; hanging from my body in an unnatural way that looked disgusting and revolting, if an ordinary person saw this scene, they would vomit, I think so....

"Fortunately, I'm left-handed" I said to the fourth goblin that was approaching with slow steps, I didn't know how much I flew because now I was in the same but completely different place, I probably flew for more than thirty meters before closely against the tree.

"Well, how about this, you stick that mallet through your head and let me pass the test, that's a good deal, isn't it?" I proposed the best offer of his life to the fourth goblin who was getting closer and closer to me.

'Well, it's obviously the best offer he's ever been offered, after all, it will possibly be his first and last' I chuckled to myself, even though I knew he couldn't understand me, it was relaxing and fun to make fun of the enemy.

I stood up straight, and so began to run towards the fourth goblin who was preparing his guard to receive me, though on Berserker, he still seemed to have a bit of intelligence.

But that didn't help me to increase my speed drastically and run past him, heading towards the goblins on his back.

As my speed increased since the fourth goblin attacked me, they could no longer react before my attacks, I was already considerably faster than them before, now my speed increased and the already considerable difference is now very high.

"DIE!" I shouted, moving my Duranvil, which quickly took a life by exploding the head of one of them, but I didn't stop there, I moved faster and killed one more, leaving now only one, who despite his Berserker state, I could now see in his intense red eyes, I could see and feel deep fear towards me.

But, before ending its life, my senses screamed danger at my back. Knowing what was at my back, I had to move to my left, dodging a sledgehammer that had possibly crushed my head, but the sledgehammer went on and crushed the only goblin left from my short massacre, turning it into a pulp of flesh, bones and its destroyed organs.

"Tsk, that was mine, you smelly goblin bastard" I said to the fourth goblin, a bit annoyed that he stole my prey.

One goblin, strangely paid no attention to me as it lowered its head and the next moment, I was surprised by its actions.

*? bite ? bite ? swallow ?

Biting and gulping sounds were heard, they were grotesque, bones breaking from a beast's mouth and blood dripping from the creature's mouth.

For a surprising reason, I was envious that he could eat that blood and I didn't have the chance, but I paid no attention to my now increasingly deteriorating mental health.

A growing sense of danger flooded my being, confirming my suspicion that whatever the now lone goblin was being, it was something that would be worth my death if I didn't stop it.

I quickly moved my Duranvil, while going towards the enemy at a great speed, so I made a lunge that went straight to his head, but just inches away from ending the goblin's life, a force stopped my attack in its tracks, it's as if the goblin had a force field protecting it.

the attack.

This came as quite a surprise to me, goblins were supposed to have no abilities, they were almost the epitome of weakness next to slime and here's one with.... An ability?

'This is his domain, possibly it's an ability of that being' I thought logically even though more and more my instinct was growing that something bad was going to happen.

Currently I was calm and at the same time panicking, outwardly I show a cold and indifferent look but inwardly I am panicking.

It didn't take long for the goblin to finish its act of cannibalism and immediately its body began to... Change radically.

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