[{"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-38":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},1335781,1780,"Chapter 38: Choose","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-38",38,"\u003Cp>\"You don’t learn, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I said, voice low and amused, watching the flicker of indecision cross the shaman’s face. He raised his staff halfway, mana swirling at the tip—then hesitated, teeth sinking into his lower lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t stupid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew by now that any attack he hurled would only end up as one of the many means I could use to slaughter his own men, so he held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I saw the frustration building behind his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while he held back, uncertain, one of his underlings wasn’t so cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hasty bastard lunged at me, screaming, so I sidestepped with a swing, severing its limbs, and slit its throat before it could even scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the direwolves then charged, and I braced to meet it, but danger sense rang, and I spotted an arrow flying towards me, but strangely, it was slow and weak enough to catch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I caught it, my grip tightening around the arrow’s shaft as I proceeded to use it as a weapon, driving it into the direwolf’s eye just as it leapt, killing it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned and saw the second direwolf, enraged by its partner’s death, bounding toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I also saw the archer who had fired the weak arrow, an injured goblin caught by one of the shaman’s blasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The werewolf lunged at me, and I shook my head at its predictability. Its attack mirrored the exact same pattern as the first direwolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I triggered [Swap], and in a blink, the injured goblin archer took my place—right as the second direwolf lunged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The direwolf’s jaws clamped around the goblin’s torso, and the scream didn’t even last a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood soaked the grass as the beast tore the goblin apart, locked in a mindless frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I reappeared beside it and punched it square on the head with all of my strength, its skull collapsing beneath my knuckles as I drove it into the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lay still, dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I stared at my fist, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How powerful...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then again, I was level 15. The direwolves? Level 9.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course,e my strength was greater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it felt good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another wave of goblins surrounded me—but I was too fast. I darted between them, slicing arms, necks, legs—precision and speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From above, a goblin dropped from a tree, trying to ambush me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I caught it mid-air by the throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I swapped places with the shaman—just to test something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And to my surprise, he was in my grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could touch him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman looked just as shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could do anything, his barrier flared, shoving me back, and I muttered under my breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman recovered quickly and, enraged, launched multiple fireballs in rapid succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I triggered [Swap] again, and another goblin took the blast, its body charring in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reappeared a few paces away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman, still furious for some reason, raised his staff again and fired—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, I swapped places with him, and he appeared directly in the path of his own fireball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman screamed as the explosion sent him flying. He crashed to the ground, and when the smoke cleared, I saw something unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His magic shield was active, but he was injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What this meant was that even though his barrier was active now, it hadn’t been before the blast struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d tried to react, but the attack landed first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, inside his barrier, he dropped to one knee, smoke rising from his scorched robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grinned, elated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t cast his magic barrier and fireballs at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was his weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman rose shakily, eyes wide with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-You... You bastard! You’ll pay for this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of his soldiers were dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few remaining hesitated after seeing what they were up against.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His weakness was exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle was already over in spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the shaman raised his staff, casting a spell on the goblin, and suddenly, all hesitation vanished from the soldiers, and they charged confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I shouted, activating [Roar of Intimidation].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guttural, feral sound ripped from my throat, cutting through the battlefield like a blade of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblins froze—wide-eyed, trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I dashed through them—cleaving heads, limbs, torsos. When the last one fell beneath my blade, I stood still, heart calm, breath steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the shaman and two goblin soldiers remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman’s expression shifted, and I could sense realization dawn on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt it—the inevitability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had brought this many goblins because he knew what he was facing: a blessed of Drugar. Someone he couldn’t afford to underestimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even with the numbers, it wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two remaining goblins stood frozen, unsure whether to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I moved first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I picked up an arrow from the ground, blinked next to a soldier, and stabbed it directly into its eye—slamming its corpse to the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last goblin ran, not wanting to die, and the shaman, on seeing this, screamed at it, \"Get back here and fight!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while he was distracted, I hurled my dagger towards it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman turned in time, ready to block, but I anticipated this and used [Swap], exchanging the position of the shaman and its soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fleeing goblin appeared in his place, and a second later, my blade buried itself into its skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman reappeared at the edge of the clearing, where the goblin had once stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he sharply turned to see the corpse of his last soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face soured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another one gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only he remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked toward the fallen goblin, crouched, and pulled out my blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a notification appeared before me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have leveled up]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have received 3 free stat points]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rose with a grin, blood-soaked blade in hand, and turned to face the shaman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our eyes locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped back instinctively, fear creeping into his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bravado had crumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like he wanted to run—but he knew he couldn’t escape. Not from me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I began walking toward him, my voice cold and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me... how do you want to die?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth quivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stopped just in front of him, calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I offered options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Disembowelment. Decapitation. Or dismemberment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head, and raised my blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Choose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1064,"2026-06-05T20:04:07.798Z",1,"novelbin.me","689253166853e9480fb39213231f6c9b7442ab3c8d1283598296ffe9c162ba95","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-39","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-37",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]