Goblin Lord dodged another crimson Orb by leaping into the air, using the heavy knight's sword as leverage. He rose almost twenty meters high.
The short, blue-haired woman struggled as she shoved the heavy axe into her storage spell.
From midair, he cast, "Demonic Pulse," straight at the brown-haired woman.
The black beam erupted from his palm, rushing forward.
Whoosh!
The petite woman pulled a shield, a few meters tall, from thin air and jumped between them.
"Crimson Tricompressed Shield!" she cast, as her white shield shone with orange-red, stacking five barrier layers.
Boom!
The beam connected with the shield—crack!—and broke four barrier layers.
"Ahhh!" she roared, pouring in her crimson force, trying to hold the attack.
She slid back a few meters. Goblin Lord's lips curled up cunningly.
The large shield blocked her view—but the redhead and the heavy knight noticed immediately.
"Sammy… be careful!" they barked.
The heavy knight leaped into the air and roared, "Crimson Sword!" as her heavy sword flared with orange-red energy.
However, she was too late.
Goblin Lord muttered calmly, "Ancient Combat Style—Demonic Pulse."
The black beam, still connected with the shield, suddenly got high-powered. It thickened almost three times.
Crack!
The remaining barrier and shield broke apart, and the beam rushed forward—wiping everything in the way.
"What?" the petite woman yelled in disbelief as the beam slammed into her.
Whoosh!
In a moment, the beam wiped her into dust and rushed forward, connecting with the brown-haired young woman, who was still in shock at her friend's death.
Zzz!
The beam wiped her out too, tearing everything apart in its path, rushing straight for a few kilometers in a single moment.
'Damn it… not even blood is left,' Slime#47 clicked his tongue, unsettled. 'I didn't know Ancient Combat Style was this powerful.'
"The dragon was so strong…" he realized quietly. That punk dragon had been so strong it made Ancient Combat Style Demonic Pulse seem weak.
It was the power of dragon scales.
"No…!"
The adventurers roared at the top of their voices as they used, "Crimson Rise!" and lunged at the Goblin Lord—whose Demonic Pulse finally stopped, running out of energy.
Bang!
A furious slash from the heavy knight slammed into his chest, flinging him several meters back.
He broke many trees on the way.
"Cough… cough." He stood up, blood pouring from the slash on his chest.
"It's not a deep cut," he grinned, patting the injury. Green blood leaked out.
He wiped his chest and casually flung the goblin blood aside.
'His Demonic Body is still active,' Slime#47 narrowed his eyes, noting why he'd taken so little damage from a direct hit.
Goblin Lord's green body was pitch-black like rock due to the Demonic Body spell.
Thud! Thud!
He patted his body, mocking the adventurers. "You women are mere toys… stop fighting and just give birth to babies."
"How dare you…" The adventurers snapped. The heavy knight roared, "You stinky, bast@%d..!" Her orange-red energy flared high, reaching a few meters into the air.
Whoosh!
Wind gusts blew as all the ladies got pissed off, their energies flaring up.
"Lava Surge!" the redhead yelled, as lava manifested from her foot.
In a flash, it reached her waist and spread a few meters wide, raging forward—trying to burn everything down.
"It's time to run…" Goblin Elder said slowly, tiptoeing back.
'Huh? Running…' the goblin baby understood. 'So Goblin Lord from the beginning just wanted to distract them… while we escape.'
"Not bad… but you're still a bad guy," he sighed, the image of his mother refusing to fade. "Illusion or not… killing is still killing."
Goblin Lord fulfilled his duty as a father—but his son's hatred remained.
"Demonic Silence," Goblin Elder cast, as a layer of demonic force covered his body and the goblin baby's.
"Hm…" Slime#47 tried to sense changes. 'Tch! My Perception stat is so low…'
"I want to control this delicate demonic force…" the goblin baby muttered, but didn't put it into action. 'If I mess with this demonic force… I'll die.'
He knew affecting the old goblin's spell would bring death, and the adventurers weren't caring about them now due to their teammates' deaths.
Silently, Elder Goblin moved back—step by step.
Boom!
Goblin Lord punched the pink-haired woman's fire fists with his demonic flaming fist.
Whoosh!
Lava—like a raging ocean—fell on him, trying to drown him from behind.
However, the Goblin Lord didn't bother to dodge.
Lava covered him from behind, and the pink-haired woman backed away instantly.
The lava rose up to two meters and twenty meters wide.
Goblin Lord's entire black body was covered by lava.
"High Compressed Crimson Slash!" the black-haired woman yelled, finally slashing her short sword, surging with orange-red energy.
Whoosh!
'What an insane energy…' the goblin baby thought, glancing at the sword slash rushing toward the Goblin Lord through the lava.
"Huh?" Goblin Lord, standing blankly in the lava, sensed the attack.
He dumped a massive amount of demonic force into the Demonic Body to withstand it.
Whoosh!
The redhead pushed her lava aside to let the attack reach him.
"Demonic Flash!" he cast, leaping into the air, trying to dodge.
However, the attack followed him, changing direction upward.
"Damn it…" Goblin Lord hissed, eyes turning crimson.
"Demonic Surge! Demonic Body!" he roared, his body erupting with a huge amount of black energy, seemingly wanting to withstand it.
Whoosh!
The blade reached him—almost touching his chest.
"Die… you filthy goblin."
"Sisters… avenged."
The adventurers had their thoughts, but suddenly Goblin Lord turned to his left.
The blade connected with his left elbow instead of his chest—like everyone expected.
'Not bad…' Slime#47 mused, nodding in appreciation.
Goblin Elder had moved more than a hundred meters away silently, carrying him.
'He acted like he wanted to withstand… to give a fake impression,' the goblin baby thought, noting Goblin Lord's plan. 'If he tried to dodge from the beginning, that woman could have changed the energy slash's direction.'
The only option was to take it head-on while minimizing damage!
"Demonic Flash!" Goblin Elder cast, noticing they were fully focused on Goblin Lord, and they had gotten a little further.
Whoosh!
Old Goblin, carrying the goblin baby, dashed out.
'Take them down… goblin freak,' the goblin baby thought. It was the only way for him to survive.
If they survived and took down the Goblin Lord, they would come after him.
'That black-haired woman…' he trembled, recalling her licking goblin blood from her blade.