The arrival of the Goblin High Priest made all the Goblin Warriors even more fearless, their eyes red as they charged forward with their Iron Swords raised.
In an open space, Shiji slowly lowered his weapon, holding the white Demon Beast Bone Staff that dripped with thick green blood, splattering onto the chaotic grass and soil. Since the appearance of the Goblin High Priest, he hadn’t glanced at those Goblins once, all his attention focused on the robed Goblin encircled by two Big Goblin Warriors.
Compared to ordinary Goblins, who generally stood between 0.9 and 1 ter tall, the Goblin High Priest before them was over 1.5 ters tall. The muscles under the robe appeared slightly dry, but instead of making him seem frail, it inexplicably gave off a sense of strange, powerful strength.
In its left hand, it held a black wooden Magic Staff, with an eye-catching white egg-sized Magic Crystal inlaid at the top.
Instinctively, Shiji’s heart began to beat faster.
Not far away, Mondo also paused, lowering the massive blood-stained Hardwood Stick he was swinging, casting a bloodthirsty glance at the Goblin High Priest.
Compared to the more perceptive Shiji, the less thoughtful Mondo didn’t have as much to consider.
Upon seeing the apparent entrance of the enemy leader, Mondo, who had been waiting for a long ti, burst into laughter, baring his toothy grin, and roared before charging at the opponent like a human tank.
Along the way, those red-eyed Goblin Warriors were like balls being kicked away, as Mondo, forcibly cutting through their obstruction and strikes, quickly closed the distance with the Goblin High Priest.
Seeing this, the Goblin High Priest rely looked on coldly. Since appearing, it had been silently chanting a spell, finally completing it when Mondo, this big brute, charged within twenty ters of it.
Shiii~
Threads of fire encircled the white Magic Crystal at the top of the black staff. Though seemingly slow, it rapidly condensed into a glaringly bright yellow-white Fireball, about the size of a fist.
Though not large, the sudden appearance of this yellow-white Fireball caused the temperature within a radius of several tens of ters to soar by five or six degrees.
Such a marked change was sensed by even the least observant Mondo.
Nearly all Giant Demons held fears of fire and acid attacks, as these could overco their terrifying physical regeneration abilities.
This was why Zaku and Zang chose to completely ignore the heavy blows of the Big Goblins’ Wolf Fang Clubs. With the protection of Vine Armor, at most, it cracked their bones, making fractures extrely difficult.
And such injuries at this level would take only ten seconds to completely heal for a Giant Demon.
In other words, the Big Goblin Warriors would need to rapidly and repeatedly target one area to inflict considerable harm on a Giant Demon. If their accuracy wasn’t precise or their attack speed wasn’t fast, the injuries might not outpace the demon’s recovery.
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Facing the impending Fireball, sensing the terrifying energy waves contained within it, at the critical mont, Mondo’s mind was solely on defeating the foe faster. His already swollen muscles expanded further, not employing any spell-like skills or Giant Demon racial traits, but Mondo’s unique physical prowess.
Like certain special geniuses among humans, Mondo could, at critical monts, ignite his physique to 120% of its capacity, unleashing strength and speed beyond his limit.
In that mont, his four-ter-tall imposing dark green figure transford into a shadow, moving at speeds the naked eye of an ordinary Goblin Warrior couldn’t track as he instantly arrived near the Goblin High Priest.
Whoosh~
The wind-breaking sound was borne from Mondo’s trendous speed and power in swinging the Hardwood Stick.
It was also at this mont that the yellow-white Fireball in front of him exploded.
The intense light followed by a violent explosion sound erupted, then expanded outwards into a searing ring of fire.
Nearby Goblin Warriors who touched the fire ring imdiately turned into humanoid fireballs, their bodies quickly charring and carbonizing.
In stark contrast was the Goblin High Priest, who was clad in a transparent protective barrier, with two Big Goblins standing defensively in front, holding large Iron Shields as they vigilantly watched the explosion’s center.
While they almost blindly revered the power of the High Priest’s Fireball, Mondo’s sheer size and exhibited speed and strength imposed significant pressure on them.
An enormous intake of breath sounded from the explosion’s center, accompanied by Mondo’s frenzied roar,
"It hurts Mondo! Mondo will smash you into mush, ahhhhh!"
A gigantic figure broke through the ring of flas, ignoring the aggravated burns on his flesh, madly charging towards the Goblin High Priest.
A four-ter-high giant shrouded in flas approached you. The agony and ferocity on the giant’s face and eyes flickered within the flas. Even for the usually unperturbed high priest whose expression remained indifferent regardless of the tribe’s casualties, his pupils dilated slightly, a trace of inexpressible fear flashing in his heart.
As such, it was even more noticeable for the two Big Goblin Warriors guarding him. Cloaked in the terrifying aura, their blood seed to freeze, becoming sluggish, their strength weakened by three-tenths.
With a thud.
The flaming Hardwood Stick, encircled by flas, heavily crashed against the transparent magical barrier, shattering with a crack in less than a second, much like breaking glass.
The residual force of the flaming giant rod continued, striking the large Iron Shields held by the two Big Goblin Warriors.
With a loud clang, under the height advantage, those two shield-bearing Big Goblin Warriors were driven several tens of centiters into the ground by the forceful blow. Their robust green arms pressed the massive iron shield against their twisted necks, glaring through blood from their copper bell eyes, their muscles convulsing.
Though not dead—thanks to their formidable demon constitution and strong life force—they were left in a near-death state.
For a human of the sa tier, such injuries would have already led to blood spraying and imminent death.
Seeing the miserable state of his elite kin guarding him, the Goblin High Priest hesitated not even a little. Nimbly, he leaped and dodged to hide behind the multitude of Goblin Warriors.
It’s often said that the caster’s body is weak, but that’s sowhat misleading. A body that has been washed by magic power for many years couldn’t be truly weak, right?
The caster’s physical weakness is relative to warriors of the sa tier. With the Goblin High Priest’s Level 5 caster level, its physical durability was at least on par with that of a Level 2-3 warrior.
Therefore, in face-to-face combat, the High Priest could even throw down its Magic Staff and tear normal beasts apart by hand.
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