[{"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-40":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},1335783,1780,"Chapter 40: Broken","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-40",40,"\u003Cp>I only needed my prey in sight—and as soon as the shaman became visible from above, I met the condition to use [Swap].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My plan was simple: switch places mid-fall and let gravity do the killing. The shaman would find himself plummeting from an absurd height, headfirst, with no time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t the first time I’d used this tactic. Earlier, it had worked well enough—the shaman had been forced to waste mana cushioning his descent with a fireball and his barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time... this time, I was falling from much higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I doubted those same spells would help him now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he could activate them in time, the sheer velocity at which he would drop would punch straight through whatever protection he could conjure. I was moving like a meteor—unstoppable and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp clap of my hands, I activated [Swap], and in a blink, I stood safely on the ground. The shaman—still grinning smugly just a second ago—was now hurtling toward the earth like a flaming sack of regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed all the way down, limbs flailing, trying desperately to stabilize himself mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed into the ground with a brutalthud, the sound echoing through the clearing like a battering ram against stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust flew. Bits of dirt and grass scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked forward, slowly, deliberately, my eyes locked on the crater his body had created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I wasn’t taking chances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked once more—appearing directly above him—and drove my blade down with all my strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks erupted. The blow was caught by the damn barrier again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even afterthatfall... it was still active?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman must’ve reflexively triggered the shield while he was falling. Impressive reflexes—but judging from how deeply he’d cratered the earth, it hadn’t helped much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the shield could block projectiles and attacks just fine, but kinetic trauma from a high-velocity impact? Not so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin groaned from the center of the crater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watched as his trembling hand fumbled at his side pouch and pulled out a glowing red potion. A healing brew. Without even sitting up, he uncorked it and tried to chug it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head, unimpressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Drinking that isn’t going to save you,\" I said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze, lips still wrapped around the bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he turned his head to look at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grinned at the fear in his eyes—then warped away again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, I didn’t go as high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just high enough to build speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I tilted downward, nose-diving like a living missile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-fall, I clapped once again, activating [Swap].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman goblin reappeared in the air, arms flailing wildly as gravity took over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed into the ground so hard his body bounced off the dirt before collapsing in a heap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AARRGH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He groaned, twitching. His limbs spasmed as pain wracked his entire body. His breathing came in ragged gasps. Blood leaked from his nose. Bones were definitely broken—maybe even shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I landed nearby, crouched, watching the damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman clenched his jaw, teeth grinding as he tried to suppress another scream. Agony and disbelief danced in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d underestimated me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he was entering a battle of stamina. A contest of mana attrition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t accounted for this level of savagery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to rise to his feet, but his legs buckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His staff was gone, flung somewhere during the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that meant he couldn’t use his fireball attacks or shoot wooden spikes at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only ability left to him was the magic shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even that wasn’t effective against my methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to flee—stumbling forward like a drunk, gasping, crawling more than walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I heard the sound before I saw it: a pathetic gurgling cough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman looked up and saw me descending again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cursed under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Swap].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went airborne again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then fell, hitting the ground with a sound like a tree trunk splitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AHHH!\"he screamed, but I wasn’t satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scream wasn’t loud enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked upward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clapped again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Swap].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another scream from the shaman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still not loud enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about one more?\" I muttered, eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I soared again—and once more, we switched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman crashed into the dirt, limp and bloodied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His screams now had a different tone—broken, hopeless, begging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One more...\" I whispered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-Wait!\" he croaked. \"Please—stop! I surrender!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then said coldly, \"Surrender? There’s no surrendering for you, bro. Death is your only way out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman pleaded, but I blinked away, rising high above him one final time, then let myself fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Swap].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was... different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not like the others. It wasn’t a scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a sickening crack, followed by nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood still for a moment, watching the dust settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I walked forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman lay sprawled in the dirt, twisted awkwardly. His limbs bent at angles that limbs shouldn’t bend. His body shuddered—barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No kill notification yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still alive. Somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was always a risk. The shaman could have one last desperate spell, a trap rune, or a muttered dying curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I couldn’t leave it unfinished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His staff was nowhere in sight, which meant there was no way to cast. And with all of his limbs twisted from the continuous falls, I doubted he could even lift a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he tried something... {Danger Sense} would alert me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I decided to be bold and approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching the crater where the shaman lay sprawled—like Yamcha fromDBZ—I crouched beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaman didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I doubted he was breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So casually, I tapped his forehead with two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey... You alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wake up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still no response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned and gave his head a light pat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t sleep on me now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned in closer to his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not while I’m...\u003C\u002Fp>",1005,"2026-06-05T20:04:07.798Z",1,"novelbin.me","c203c776d6c504024f7f7bcc7b99e61657bd90e97c17bccd4d930d7868c5d051","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-41","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-39",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]