[{"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-291":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},1335984,1780,"Chapter 291: Disturbance","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-291",291,"\u003Cp>\"Stand,\" I said, and Narg rose to his feet without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I studied him for a moment, then added dryly, \"How are you feeling? No demons trying to hijack your soul or consume the earth we're both standing on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narg paused, clearly caught off guard by the question. For a second, he just stared at me, as if actually checking himself internally to be sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" he said calmly. \"I believe I'm in control of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He extended one hand forward and slowly clenched it into a fist. In response, thin inky lines seeped out from his skin, crawling along his knuckles and wrist before sinking back in, obedient and restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a low breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amazing,\" I muttered, and I meant it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then another thought crept in, unwelcome and persistent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had inherited the same power. I had carried Deathroot, wielded it, even survived its influence long enough to pass it on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why hadn't I changed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hadn't my skin turned ashen, my veins darkened, my aura twisted into something ghostlike? Why hadn't my body reacted at all beyond learning how to use it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization settled slowly, and with it came a quiet unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narg's body had adapted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jael's body had been consumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And mine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mine hadn't reacted at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant one of two things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was I exempt from the transformation process or something? Was this a hidden perk of having the system itself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I extended my hand and did exactly what Narg had done moments earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black ink seeped out from my palm, slow at first, then more freely, spilling like liquid shadow that obeyed my will without resistance. I increased the output deliberately, letting more of it pour out, testing the weight and density of the power as it manifested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I didn't let it lash out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, I guided it, forcing the writhing strands to coil inward and gather at a single point above my palm, compressing it further and further as the pressure steadily rose. The ink thickened, darkened, pulsing faintly like something alive, yet completely restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narg took a cautious step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't need to look to know the expression on his face. I could feel it. The awe. The expectation. The sense that I was about to unleash something catastrophic or spectacular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn't how it felt to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as more power leaked out, even as the concentration grew dense enough to warp the air around it, there was no strain, no resistance, no whisper of losing control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power didn't push back. It didn't hunger. It didn't try to drag my thoughts somewhere darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply… waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obedient. Silent. Mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that left me both confused and deeply curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the previous holder hadn't been able to dominate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jael had been swallowed whole by this very power, his will crushed beneath its weight until there was nothing left of him but a rampaging shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why was it different with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because this was an inherited skill rather than something awakened naturally? That explanation almost made sense… until I remembered that Narg had inherited it as well, and even he had nearly been consumed before managing to wrestle it into submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could argue that Narg isn't a Chosen, but still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The discrepancy bothered me more the longer I thought about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't dislike the outcome—far from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having absolute control over something this dangerous was more than convenient; it was borderline absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I had been forced to undergo physical alterations every single time I received a new skill line, I would have turned into some grotesque green hybrid monstrosity by now, some patchwork creature stitched together from incompatible evolutions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hell, I'd probably look like Kevin from that old Ben 10 cartoon by this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought almost made me snort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the reason was, I had a strong feeling the answers would come eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, for now, it was better to stop circling the question and simply make use of what I had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Control without cost was still control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I wasn't about to complain about a perk like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dismissed the black ink, and it fizzled out almost immediately, dispersing as if it had never existed in the first place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was just about to tell Narg that it was time to head back, that we had lingered long enough away from the clan, when a sudden wave of unease washed over me so violently that I froze mid-breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart began to race without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pressed a hand against my chest, feeling the rapid, uneven thudding beneath my palm, each beat carrying a sharp edge of urgency that didn't belong to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This anxious feeling…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I muttered the words under my breath as realization settled in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant it could only belong to one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ariel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox I was linked to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My jaw tightened as a familiar irritation mixed with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she get herself into trouble again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of a sudden, a thought snapped into my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't tell me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unease in my chest sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was happening back at the clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right on the heels of that realization, the alpha ape's final words echoed in my mind, clearer now than they had been when it died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'More.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were more of them. And were most likely heading towards the clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Goddammit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't hesitate. There was no time to think it through or weigh possibilities. Instinct took over, sharp and decisive. I grabbed hold of Narg, focused my awareness on the seal I had placed on one of my goblins, and warped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world folded in on itself, and when it snapped back into place with Narg, I found myself beside Thok mid-stride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly stumbled when I appeared, barely managing to steady himself as he skidded to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chief,\" he said quickly, breath still uneven from running. \"I was just coming to find you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's the problem?\" I asked, already knowing it wouldn't be small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enemies,\" Thok replied without hesitation. \"Many of them. They appeared in front of clan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do they look like?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't need to think about it. \"They look like what Granny Flogga calls monkeys.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That confirmed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was...\u003C\u002Fp>",1063,"2026-06-05T20:04:08.078Z",1,"novelbin.me","e0e5ab36e24532770323387bc279030f03ee98f80f05f64c7be67553a817b1c6","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-292","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-290",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]