[{"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-226":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},1335919,1780,"Chapter 226: Anomaly","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-226",226,"\u003Cp>\"I demand the hearts of one thousand goblins as sacrifice,\" Drugar said finally, his voice echoing through the chamber like a slow drumbeat. \"Do this, and I will consider granting your request.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he just say one thousand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I thought I’d misheard. But no—the words replayed in my head clearly, each syllable heavy with intent. One thousand hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was insane. Not just ridiculous,unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yep. That was definitely a ridiculous demand, one I wasn’t even going topretendto consider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if I killed every single goblin under my command right now, it still wouldn’t meet a one tenth of the quota.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thousand hearts? That wasn’t just high, it was practically a declaration of war on my own kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d have to start raiding other clans, cutting down goblins just to rip out their hearts and pile them up like offerings at some cursed altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for what, exactly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To complete the graveyard ritual? To finish a consecration meant for myclan,when none of them would even be alive to use it afterward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The logic fell apart before it even started. This whole thing, this summoning, the reason I even invoked Drugar’s name—it was never about power for myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was about securing something for us, for my clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if I followed through with this demand, there’d be no one left to protect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the timing couldn’t be worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King’s Game was on the horizon, and if there was ever a moment I needed numbers, strength, and unity, it was now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t afford to start thinning my own ranks, let alone spark bloodshed between goblin clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This demand wasn’t just steep, it was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I swallowed hard, forcing myself upright, the pressure around me finally bearable enough to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir... Lord Drugar,\" I said carefully, keeping my tone respectful despite the heat rising in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m afraid that request is impossible to grant. I intend to participate in the King’s Game soon, and I need as many goblins as I can gather just to meet the base requirement. Perhaps...\" I paused, measuring my words. \"...you would consider the hearts of some other creatures instead? A hundred maybe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words hung in the air. I braced myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Youdarenegotiate?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drugar’s voice roared like a collapsing mountain, shaking the very air in my lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And before I could even brace myself, black wisps erupted from the mist and clamped tightly around my throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was yanked off the ground like a ragdoll, boots kicking in the air as the tendrils coiled with crushing force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clawed at the darkness around my neck, fingers digging in, pulling, scratching—nothing worked. It was like trying to tear apart steel with bare hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You thinkexcuseswill save your life, goblin?\" he snarled, his voice close now, impossibly loud, each word laced with venom. \"You will give me what I want, or I’ll eraseyouand that pitiful excuse for a clan right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t doubt for a second that he could follow through on that threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every second hanging there, struggling to breathe, only confirmed it. The pressure, the fury in his voice—he wasn’t bluffing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the more I thought about it, the more it started to piss me off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what even was this? That wasn’t arequest, it was a death sentence dressed as a test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thousand goblin hearts? How was that anything but sabotage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grit my teeth as the edges of my vision began to blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage bubbled in my chest, mixing with the desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My... my clan,\" I rasped out, barely audible through the crushing grip, \"has the potential... to become something great...something that could become an asset to you, andyou...\" I choked, forcing the words out through sheer will, \"you’re just going towipe us outlike this?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drugar’s avatar went still. The writhing wisps that bound my throat loosened slightly, just enough for me to suck in a ragged breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the shadow leaned closer, its form shifting as though it were peering into me—studying me like some strange specimen that shouldn’t exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could feel its gaze, cold and invasive, crawling beneath my skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\" he said slowly, his tone laced with curiosity. \"I can sense my blessing within you... and yet, there’s something else...something I can’t quite...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped mid‑sentence, and the air crackled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like a storm breaking, his voice exploded into fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is thisbranding?!\" he roared, the sound shaking the very ground beneath us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure slammed back into me full force, stronger than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His anger rippled through the chamber like a quake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My feet kicked helplessly in the air as the wisps constricted again, crushing my throat. Pain lanced through my neck, and my vision began to blur at the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you, creature?\" he roared, his voice raw with a mix of anger and confusion. \"Animplant? Some vessel? What deity dared plant this mark upon you?! Who is the meddling bastard?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... have... no idea... wha... you’re—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words barely made it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My vision dimmed at the edges, my lungs burning as darkness crept in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grip around my throat wasn’t just cutting off air—it was pulling me under.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was slipping. Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To think they’d dare plant ananomalyinmyterritory,\" Drugar growled, voice simmering with fury. \"Arrogant fools. It’s a good thing I noticed when I did... I’ll deal with it now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More black wisps erupted from the mist, sharp and jagged, slithering like snakes with one purpose...to consume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surged toward me, hungry and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as they reached me, a violentflasherupted from my chest, exploding outward in a blinding burst of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tendrils screamed as they disintegrated mid-air, the force of the blast throwing Drugar’s avatar backward, his form flickering and warping under the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dropped like a stone, hitting the ground with a hard thud, coughing violently as I...\u003C\u002Fp>",977,"2026-06-05T20:04:08.077Z",1,"novelbin.me","f3e3c3efb1801ecaaec2ad1c9375cb552005005c243a5f9922e423cc2f139fb3","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-227","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-225",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]