Chapter 7
“Eiger, hurry and take the little girl away! I can still buy you some time.”
Sharon stared tensely at the Goblins, simultaneously waving his left hand backward to signal Eiger to flee with me.
“Sharon, what the hell are you talking about! How could I leave you behind!”
Eiger berated Sharon; agitated, his face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot.
“You still have a wife and kids to support, but I have nothing left. It doesn’t matter. Go quickly, there’s no time if you don’t leave now.”
“Guraaaaaa!!!!!”
The Goblins charged frantically, disgusting saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths. They unleashed a flurry of slashes like madmen. Sharon met their attack without hesitation, and for a moment, the sound of swords clashing with knives rose and fell continuously.
Another three feathered arrows flew past. Three Goblins about to hack at Sharon were shot in the head, flying straight past him like sandbags slamming into the mud, their corpses instantly splattered and covered in muck.
“Ugh…”
With hands stained in blue blood, Sharon knelt on one knee, supporting himself with his sword. Blood seeped from his knee, dyeing his entire pant leg red. Pain and exhaustion made his whole body tremble, blurring his vision.
Eiger rushed forward to shield Sharon, pulled out his last three arrows, and nocked them on his bow.
“Little sister, you go. Sharon and I will hold them off for you. Go!”
After firing the last three arrows, Eiger drew a short knife from the inside of his boot and engaged in fierce close-quarters combat with the Goblins. But the result was obvious; Eiger, an archer, was not adept at melee fighting. Not only did his short knife fail to stab the Goblins, but his own body was constantly taking damage. After staggering, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
I can’t stand by any longer. The remaining dozen or so Goblins could kill these two at any moment, and then I wouldn’t have an excuse to enter the village.
Sigh, I’d much rather be a Hero than a Demon Lord; that way I wouldn’t have to watch from the sidelines.
In battle, I just need to avoid injury as much as possible.
The fight with the slime creatures at least let me know I have great strength. After all, the slime creatures that could only be cut open with a sword were smashed to smithereens with a light wave of my hand. No matter how hard a Goblin’s head is, it shouldn’t be tougher than a slime creature.
Let’s go.
I slowly walked forward.
“Run quickly…”
Eiger, covered in blood, kept repeating.
“Guraaaaaaa!!!”
The remaining Goblins brandished their large knives and charged at me.
First one.
“Crack.”
My right hook shattered the long knife and landed directly on the face of the Goblin charging ahead. Its cheek instantly caved in, its cervical spine made a miserable cracking sound, and its entire head spun 360 degrees. Its powerless body sadly announced its disconnection from the brain’s control, falling limply to the ground.
…Is this the thrill of slaughter? I’ll vent all the stress I’ve accumulated over the years on you guys. Let you Goblins know what One Punch Man is.
Powerful force overwhelmingly crushed the Goblins. They were constantly sent flying around me, letting out blood-curdling screams. The seemingly extremely sharp long knives were nothing more than toy swords for children’s play in my eyes. Unfortunately, since I haven’t trained and rely solely on strength to strike the Goblins, getting injured is unavoidable. This is also why I chose to stand in front of the two of them: minor injuries can regenerate instantly, while ensuring the two behind me aren’t attacked by Goblins.
Blades sank into flesh, but dark red blood didn’t spray everywhere like in movies; instead, it retracted into the wound. This level of pain would probably be called a tickle by humans. The clothes sliced open by the blades seemed alive, wrapping around to repair themselves. As soon as the blade left my arm, the skin, muscle, bone, and clothes at the wound site would rapidly recover to their original pristine state.
Powerful regeneration, nerves with almost no sense of pain, no fear of sunlight… aside from having few attack methods, I have to say I’m already a complete monster.
In the eyes of the two men, the silver-haired loli before them dispatched the Goblins one punch at a time. In just a trance-like moment, a dozen Goblins lay sprawled on the ground in disorder, blood flowing from their mouths, only their bodies still twitching unconsciously.
