《Monster? So be it,》Chapter 9
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I arched my spear side-wards; slicing an uncoming zombie in half. Then, I pulled back the weapon and twisted my wrist- locking the spear in place as it's body connected to my fore-limb, with the weapon safely tucked in place, I once again pulled my weapon back, then lunged it forwards.
More zombies fell as multiple thrust accurately hit their head,
One tried to swipe me with it's arm, another was behind me getting even closer, and more were making their way towards me.
Like some mugging victim trying to fight back, I grabbed the swiper's wrist, and proceeded to tug on the faint energy present inside. The zombie struggled as his Life-Force slowly got drained, then, I ran past an incoming zombie as I let go of the now wilted goblin. I loosened my grip on my spear as I prepared an arching slash, letting the weapon's body fall down my fore-limb till my palm met the weapon's tail. In which my claws protracted to easily let my fingers easily grab hold of the spear's smooth surface.
An arrow made it's way to a rotten head on my left as I diagonally raised my arm.
Afterwards, I relaxed my tense muscles as I let gravity bring the blade down. Then, once the spear almost got halfway through- I tensed my index and middle finger to get a better grip, then I pushed the falling weapon downwards, applying even more force on the process.
The spear accelerated it's fall as it made a side-ways slash, multiple rotten corpses got cut in half; helpless with the inability to stop the spear from slicing through their soft flesh.
I heaved as I removed the spear from the dirt, and another arrow flew, this time around though, it failed at killing it's intended target; the hob-goblin simply snorted as the arrow hit his chest, snorted. The damn thing knew what just happened.
The thing kept glaring at me as I took out a Javelin; I glared back as I pulled out my arm, and with quick movements- brought it back to it's original position faster than before, my hand relaxed and I released my grip as my arm passed by the swing's point of origin, making the miniature spear fly through the air...
... and hit the overgrown goblin square in the gut.
Tensing my legs, I moved through the graveyard spear at hand, and once I got close- I grabbed the handle of the Javelin and moved it up-wards, the bony protusion and the wooden body of the weapon proved to be more than enough as it easily tore through the hob's rotten flesh and made it's way out of his face with relative ease.
I let go of my weapon and let it float in the air along with the goblin entrails it carried on the way to the creature's head.
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And... as rotting brain matter and cracked bones flew through the air, I brandished my spear and stabbed it at the remaining flesh that hasn't been torn apart. I felt the resistance of the creature's spine, then I repeated the same motion I did with the Javelin.
More innards flew, and a body that had been sliced in half waist up fell to the ground.
Wasting no time- I moved to another undead and thrust my spear into it's neck,
The entire fight had lasted for a few more hours, but once the fresher goblins that had atleast been there for only a month were all dead; things got easier. No more hob-goblins showed up after the first one, indicating that these things are either rare, or extremely hard to kill when they're still alive.
I vote for the latter.
When it was almost sun-down, all of the undead goblins had been killed. I absorbed Life-Forces here and there, but as expected from a goblin, a dead one no less, the amount was nothing but shit. Even the Death God inside my head reccomended me to absorb more of them, I didn't let the oppurtunity come to pass. Still, the entire process of absorbing them was quite excruciating.
Even after I committed genocide against the entire zombie population, the demon still had not left his place. I just felt it... stand there, completely stationary and uncaring as to what is happening around it. So, seeing that he had no plans of leaving as of yet, I decided to join the goblins in their celebration, their former "comrades" whom had now passed unto the afterlife, and at times like these, a celebration was necessary.
Or so the shaman said. To be blunt, I honestly just think that the zombies were a pain in their ass and needed to be dealt with properly, but they clearly couldn't; not without sacrifices and adding even more undead in the already numerous zombies atleast.
And so, the celebration was in order. The night was young and I was finally able to grab hold of a beer, and given that they don't know how to process grain- the little bastards use all of the wheat they steal on this stuff, and there was a lot of it.
The party that followed the celebratory mood was, in my opinion; no different than a regular college school frat party.
Well, if you ignore the whole public sex thing. Oh and of you discount the gigantic goblins- whom are only a head shorter than me mind you- fucking female goblins that are only 3 feet tall; a whopping 2 feet difference may make a few people think of pedophilia, especially since regular goblins actually look like children, but I'm pretty sure they're all adults.
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Oh, and don't forget all of the women they had kidnapped currently being raped with lifeless eyes.
So, if one ignores all of that; overall, it's just a normal college party. With beer and all that stuff. Hell, the greenskins even brought out wine for the occasion! I was given one bottle which I decided to sink in the freezing river for the time being, I like my wine cold, what more do I need to say?
The night went by, and, uh, I suddenly woke up with three naked female goblins lying next to me; and upon recollecting fuzzy memories, I realized that Pastrues's have a lot of stamina. Enough to keep three drunk, sex crazed goblins entertained for three hours apparently. Guess these reptiles don't just run around digging graves for show.
I tossed aside the one currently lying on top of me, before proceeding to stretch. "Jesus, never knew I had something down there, I just assumed it's only an asshole. Well, you learn something new everyday I guess." I said as I looked at my cloaca? Was it? I really should have learned more about reptiles, but since I lived in the colder parts of the world; I never really had the chance to see one, so my interest on them was eh.
With a bit of searching, I was able to find and wear my gear, and with my thatch armor and scale-mail on, I went to the goblin shaman who was sleeping on top of some cat-girl, I poked his ass cheeks with my spear. But, since the guy just didn't want to stir awake, I just grabbed my weapons and made my way to the graveyard, ready to kill the demon who only moved 6 feet away from his original position before once again standing still.
I looked at the sky as I walked through the now empty grave-yard, the sun had only risen and it's light was only starting to envelop the world. The air was cold, but the surrounding mist made me feel at home, something you would expect from a creature that's actually made by a God of Death I guess.
Fuuuuuuu... , I released a deep breath, then took one again; the fog made me feel rejuvenated whenever it entered my lungs. Sadly, it didn't do anything when it came to me getting used to seeing this thing.
"Demons huh?" I muttered, the demon looked... eccentric, to say the least-
-An owl head merged with what seemed to be atleast three goblin heads that protuded as tumors were staring at me; the two circular eyes that once belonged to the bird looked life-less. Then there's the slanted goblin eye on the left, the head that it belonged to had long lost it's sharp, iconic ears and was starting to pulsate. More heads, clearly just a bunch of tumoruous growth at this point- acted the same, but the rhythm of their beat was so uneven that I think it sounded like the pulse of that one guy who had a hole on his heart. And in a desperate attempt to escape reality, my memories just suddenly flooded back in. But I'm pretty sure none of my victims had multiple arms attached to their shoulder; with said arms having even more arms attached to it.
Unable to bear to look at the demon's disgusting left side any longer, I quickly shifted my eyes towards the right, my gaze passed by a massive mouth with sharp teeth on it's chest, saliva slowly dripping all around it.
Then, there's the right side; this is when you can genuinely consider this demon a threat- a massive arm almost twice the size of my thighs was there, the limb possessed no fist nor hand, only a stump and a slightly visible bony plate could seen protuding beneath it's flesh. The arm twitched every so often but the demon still showed no signs of moving- taking it's immobile state as an oppurtunity, I started a fire and slathered my Javelins and Spear with fresh, but not too fresh sweat filled zombie meat.
I put my Javelin over the campfire, setting it ablaze as the fatty tissue became fuel. The stench of the smoke was quite hard on the nose and yet despite this, even when I waved the burning spear around it's stoic face-the demon still showed no movement.
With my guard still up, I put another Javelin atop the campfire.
...
Another deep breath escaped the Faux's mouth, it was shaky, quaking even; but it wasn't because the reptile was scared, by the gods no.
Just like the two weapons on his hands, the reptile's eyes was burning with thrill and excitement, the adrenaline from expectation already got pumped all over his body as his two arms pulled back simultaneously, then... for a moment-
Faux's heart stopped beating,
The two Javelins twirled through the air, the distance they travelled was short, but it was enough to let someone like Faux successfully connect the throws despite using both of his arms; a few athletes that throw spears would call it suicide, but, how can someone ever miss at this distance?
The two Javelins soon hit their mark, and the demon's lifeless eyes burned, Imitating the flames that had been socketed into it's green flesh.
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