[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op":3,"chapter-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-139":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Goblin King: My Innate Skill Is OP",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1335832,1780,"Chapter 139: Rift","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-139",139,"\u003Cp>There were no lips, no eyelids, no nose—just a grotesque, skull-like visage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teeth were permanently bared in a rictus grin, the eyes sunken deep into sockets framed by cords of exposed tendon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cheek muscles stood out in raw prominence, every twitch of his snarl tugging those red fibers like a puppet’s strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overall look was raw, glossy, and wet, as though he’d been freshly flayed—every layer exposed—making him both monstrous and, in a disturbing way, eerily human in shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever he once was, Amon was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely swallowed by this blood-fueled juju, leaving behind nothing but a beast wrapped in human form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a scream that rattled through the clearing, a sound somewhere between agony and fury, blood surging over his arms, coating them until the crimson hardened into grotesque blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he lunged, bringing one down in a savage strike meant to cleave me in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised [Mana Shield].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrier snapped to life just in time, and his blade slammed into it with a bone-rattling crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shield fractured instantly, spiderweb cracks racing across its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer force of the blow told me everything I needed to know—if I hadn’t raised it, the strike would have cut me clean in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the shards of mana had even finished breaking apart, he moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arm swept sideways, and with it came another lash of blood hardened into a whip-blade, a strike fast enough to blur the air around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It connected—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of tearing me open, the blow slipped harmlessly past, sliding off me like water spilling across glass, [Fractured Existence] bending space around me to nullify the strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shot forward, Gravefang cutting a sharp arc through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He met me head-on, his arm reshaped into a grotesque blade, the crimson edge hissing with power as it came down to intercept mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had already warped past him, reappearing above and behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My blade plunged downward, the tip driving through the top of his skull with a sickening crack. Bone split, red mist hissed out like steam, and for a moment his body jerked violently under the force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t linger. I wrenched free and lunged away, landing lightly as he turned toward me, the wound already knitting together. Steam poured off his body in heavy waves, his aura boiling with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he came at me again, fast and frenzied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were erratic, wild swings of his blood-forged limbs crashing down like a beast gone mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each strike carried enough force to shatter stone, but I met them all with Gravefang, parrying, deflecting, letting his strength bleed into the ground rather than me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snarled, pressing harder, but I had already shifted my focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casually, almost as an afterthought, I raised a hand and conjured flame. Orbs ignited around me in rapid succession, then flew forward one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They struck his face and torso in a staccato rhythm, detonating with bursts of fire that pushed him back step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blasts forced him to stagger, his head whipping from the impact, blood sizzling as it evaporated under the heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his footing faltered, I made my move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dashed past him in a blur, Gravefang flashing once, almost too quick for the eye to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I stopped, I didn’t need to look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pendant flared a violent red, light pulsing like a heartbeat as Amon’s head knitted back together once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t give him the chance to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant his features reformed, I blew them apart again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time the pendant flared, each time his skull began to take shape, I struck, shattering it before it was whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My response each time was relentless, merciless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again and again. Until at last, there was nothing left of him but bare bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His flesh had burned away, his muscle reduced to ash, leaving behind a skeletal frame bound together by threads of red mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked less like a goblin, less like a beast, and more like some undead mockery pulled straight from a graveyard nightmare. The pendant still clung to his chest, its glow the only thing tethering that husk of a body together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I adjusted my grip on Gravefang, my knuckles whitening around the hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I drew in a sharp breath, steady and cold, as I prepared the final strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was time to end this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was no ordinary cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade shimmered with foreign energy, a distortion that bent the air as it carved forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it connected, it didn’t simply cut—it unraveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike caught the blood fiend by the shoulder, and in an instant his form began to tear apart, the energy unweaving the blood-forged flesh, pulling it loose thread by thread until the corruption could no longer hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it did more than just tear through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment my slash connected, the energy didn’t simply stop—it lingered, hanging in the air like a scar. Space itself seemed to warp, bending unnaturally before it tore open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rift split wide behind the strike, jagged and unstable, and in the next breath it detonated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion was swift and absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force ripped into Amon, consuming him in a violent burst of distortion that hurled his body forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun uncontrollably through the air, flailing in a grotesque spiral, fragments of bone and blood-mist scattering as he was thrown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trajectory carried him straight toward me, body spinning like a wheel of meat and bone. I warped away at the last instant, reappearing atop a tree branch, boots digging into the bark as I steadied myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last thing I wanted was to act as his cushion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that vantage, I looked down at the aftermath of my attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My brow furrowed, then rose in faint disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hell...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground below was devastated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The point of impact had collapsed into a crater, the earth deeply cracked and radiating fissures outward like the aftermath of an earthquake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke and dust bled from the fractures, the soil itself trembling with residual heat from the rift’s violent collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Amon?\u003C\u002Fp>",1044,"2026-06-05T20:04:08.077Z",1,"novelbin.me","1d3b49f96f8df2fdca70726c538363fb3170550ddfece39ff2a78853ef41f0a3","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-140","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-138",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]