Chapter 516: Goblins stronghold (3)
Although there were still a good few hours until the sunset, the sky was already getting dark over the fort.
"...ghee, hate bad weather..."
The unnaturally skinny goblin in a scally armor - that was in fact not armor at all but its deformed body's protective growths - glared at the heavy cloud taking over the sky.
"Yeah... Mist is here too, annoying..."
"Hate rain. Watch duty in rain, annoying."
Its two companions that looked like its carbon copies chimed in their screechy voices and all three of them sighed looking at the mist rising up around the fort.
"Maybe should tell the commander that visibility so bad, watch duty make no sense?"
"Nah, commander will shout. Will say you want slack off."
One of them deformed goblins asked with a hopeful voice but the first goblin shook his slightly oversized head and waved his skinny hand dismissively.
*boom*
"Ghaa...?"
The long ears of all three of them perked up as the faraway sound of explosion got their attention - and all three instantly turned in that direction.
"What that...?"
The first screeched in squinting his eyes.
"There! In forest west!"
The second one pointed at the spot where the mist was thinner and swirling upwards as if the sudden air current was forcing it up...
...or as if something had jumped up high with unbelievable strength...
"What you thi...?"
*SPLAT*
The two goblins turned back to ask their third companion for his take on the case and were just in time to see him being crushed into a greenish pulp by a golden shield wielded by a blue undead wearing black armor.
The opponent had fallen at them straight from the sky and while his body glowed with white light he used the strength of the attack that liquidated the third deformed goblin to lose the speed he gained by the fall and jumped right back up softly landing right by the other two monsters.
"Yo."
*SMASH*
The blue undead raised his right hand in a greeting and then beheaded the second goblin with a single shield-bash, powerful enough to send the monster's head far out of the perimeter of the fort and deep into the forest.
"...!"
Before the first goblin could even shake off the initial shock, it already got a chance to carefully inspect the golden shield that the blue undead used to annihilate its companions...
*WHAM*
...well, in the end, the shield wasn't there for the monster to inspect, but rather to show it how it would feel if an entire castle smashed into it with the speed of a snapping whip...
The answer was - instant death and dismemberment.
/Multiple mid-level monsters defeated
You receive the EXP
The system message popped up slightly cooling down the blue undead's enthusiasm.
"...oh come on! Shouldn't I get at least one level up from doing a falling shield bash like that?! It was so spectacular though, it must have raised my proficiency by a lot...!"
Zombie complained, shaking off the goblins' blood off of his shield.
"..."
He waited for a moment before he realized that there is o longer, anyone, inside his head who would be able to answer him.
...but if not in his head, then maybe at his waist...?
"Say, Kopia, don't you want to go on a little killing spree...?"
The blue undead smirked while looking down the tower, seeing the tens of life signatures below - it didn't seem like he was noticed, but it was only a matter of time.
The head of the second goblin got launched out of bounds and was saved but the other goblin got splattered into many parts which at least half rained down below the tower - it was only a matter of time before it will be spotted and the alarm will be raised.
"...no..."
The sentient sword vibrated and let out an angry voice.
"Huh? Wait, you are seriously that upset about separating from Monty...?"
Zombie raised his brows and asked in disbelief.
"Yes! Monty is mine! As long as it will not impact the story, I will not help you at all, stupid master!"
Kopia cried out angrily and a dozen of crimson threads burst from her pommel and coiled around her expensive scabbard to assure that it will be impossible to pull her out of there.
"Whoa... Well, I only asked because I wanted to lift your mood. A no is a no."
The blue undead shrugged his shoulders and patted Kopia's scabbard before putting leaning over the platform and locking on his next target, even though it was the bigger one - most likely a champion...
"Now then... I want to try and aim for maxing out shield bash~!"
He giggled and leaned into the fall, shield first...
*SPLAT*
/High-level monster defeated
You receive the EXP
"Khahaha...!"
Once again because of the added force of gravity it was ridiculously easy to make another creature lose its head for him, and the system message that popped up assured him about the monster's rank.
"Ghaa?! Attack! We under attack!"
Just as Zombie expected, once he got off the tower he was found out immediately.
Still, since the immediate reaction of the deformed goblins was to ring the alarm bell - it cleared out another doubt that the blue undead had about them.
They were far too intelligent for goblins...
Their reaction time and decision-making were easily on par with humans...
...maybe even better...
*WHAM*
*SLAM*
*SMASH*
*WHAM*
*WHAM*
*WHAM*
*WHAM*
/Multiple mid-level monsters defeated
You receive the EXP
Even though he was zipping around, one-shotting the creatures with well-aimed shield bashing, the panic didn't spread amongst the ranks of the deformed goblins who actually managed to get into formation - multiple ones to boot - and surrounded the blue undead.
"Oh-ho...!"
Zombie raised his brows and nodded his head.
The closer he observed the monsters they previously mistook for goblins, the more differences he saw between the different species.
Their heads were much bigger compared to their skinny and somewhat lanky bodies, ut the biggest difference must have been the defensive equipment.
Instead of actually making their clothes and armor, those deformed monsters seemed to be growing their own armor straight out of their torsos, making them more similar to armadillos from Zombie's old-world than any other creature - especially goblins.
Oddly enough, the weapons they were using, be it pikes, maces, or even crude swords, seemed to be somehow made with the same tissue that composed their self-grown armors.
"Khahaha! I must stop ripping you all apart and save some for research purposes! My Cranberry might want to write a book about you~!"
"Gh...! Get him!"
One of the champion monsters that was leading a group trying to get the blue undead from behind growled furiously and waved his pike ordering his underlings to attack.