[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class-":3,"chapter-my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-383":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Goblin System : Levelling up with my SSS Class Devouring skill",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1090294,1423,"Chapter 383","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-383",383,"\u003Cp>The soldier tried to pull the spear free and run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok grabbed the spear, pulled it deeper into his own body to close the distance, then seized the soldier’s head in both massive hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He squeezed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier’s skull crumpled like a rotted melon. Brain matter and blood sprayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four soldiers down. Four remaining. Three minutes elapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining soldiers backed away, suddenly much more cautious. They’d just watched an orc kill four trained soldiers in less than three minutes while taking a spear through his torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soldier threw a javelin from fifteen feet away, not willing to get close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The javelin struck Grok’s shoulder. He broke off the wooden shaft protruding from his flesh and kept fighting, the metal point still embedded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another soldier used archery, shooting from cover behind a wall section.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrow hit Grok’s leg. Then his other shoulder. Then his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok was bleeding from multiple wounds now. Vision blurring. Strength fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four minutes elapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining soldiers coordinated their approach, using shields to deflect Grok’s weakening attacks. They were more cautious now, having learned the cost of rushing an orc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword thrust caught Grok in the stomach. Another in his thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok fell to his knees, blood pouring from multiple wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four minutes, thirty seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soldier approached carefully to finish him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok grabbed the man’s leg with his last strength and bit down through the armor into flesh. His massive jaws clamped like a vice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier screamed and tried to pull away. Grok’s teeth were locked in his calf muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok kept biting, shaking his head like a predator with prey. Bone snapped. The soldier fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok didn’t let go. Kept biting even as his vision darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes elapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grok died with his teeth still locked in the soldier’s leg, his massive body blocking the stairway entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, because of those five minutes, twenty-seven goblin defenders had successfully evacuated through this access point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human soldiers had to physically drag Grok’s corpse aside to get past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One looked at the orc’s body—covered in wounds, spear and arrows protruding, jaw still locked on a dying soldier’s leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of monsters are we fighting?\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The kind we’re here to exterminate,\" another replied coldly. \"Keep moving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Somewhere else in the battlefield]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pix(Goblin) had sixteen arrows when the retreat began. She positioned herself on a slight rise with good sightlines, providing covering fire for retreating comrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First arrow: killed a soldier climbing over a wall section, pursuing goblin defenders. Clean shot through the throat. He fell backward off the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second arrow: missed. Target moved unpredictably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third arrow: wounded a cavalry scout in the shoulder, disrupting his pursuit of serpentfolk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fourth arrow: killed another soldier—heart shot, instant death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifth arrow: missed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixth, seventh, eighth: three arrows in rapid succession at a group of soldiers. One kill, two wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pix was methodical, professional. Each shot calculated. No wasted arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninth arrow: killed a sergeant who was organizing pursuit forces. High-value target. His unit lost cohesion without leadership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tenth, eleventh, twelfth: covering fire as wounded goblins limped past her position. One kill, two suppressing shots that forced soldiers into cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the retreat order came for her position, Pix had four arrows left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirteenth arrow: killed a soldier about to catch a wounded goblin. Throat shot. The soldier fell and the goblin escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fourteenth arrow: missed—target moved behind cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteenth arrow: wounded a cavalry rider’s horse. The horse stumbled, throwing its rider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was nocking her sixteenth and final arrow when she heard the whistle of incoming projectile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The javelin hit her left leg, punching completely through her thigh and into the wooden beam she’d been using for cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed. Tried to pull the javelin free. Couldn’t—it had gone through her leg into the wood, pinning her in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human soldiers were closing in. Ten seconds maybe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pix nocked her last arrow despite the pain shooting through her leg. Drew. Aimed at the closest soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow took him center mass. He fell, coughing blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then three more soldiers reached her position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drew her belt knife, slashing at the first soldier even pinned as she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword strike caught her arm, nearly severing it. Another caught her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pix died still gripping her knife, her body pinned to the beam by the javelin through her leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human soldiers would find her hours later during cleanup, still clutching her knife, sixteen human soldiers dead from her arrows scattered across the battlefield in a radius around her position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soldier would comment: \"Sixteen kills from one goblin archer. How many of these damned monsters can fight like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer: more than the human army had expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Vex’ahlia’s eighteen remaining elites conducted the retreat differently than regular defenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They used their supernatural speed and combat skills not to hold ground, but to ambush pursuing humans and then vanish before counterattacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elite named Kesh spotted five human soldiers chasing two wounded goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He appeared from cover with demon-enhanced speed, his twin blades moving faster than human eyes could track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three throats opened simultaneously. Three soldiers fell dead before the others even registered the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining two soldiers turned, raising weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kesh was already gone, vanished into terrain using supernatural agility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two surviving soldiers looked at their three dead comrades, then at the empty space where their killer had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was that?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Demon warrior. Fall back. Regroup with larger force.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar scenes played out across the battlefield as demon elites struck and faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another elite named Rethis intercepted a cavalry unit pursuing serpentfolk. She used corruption magic to enhance her physical capabilities, then struck the lead rider with force that shattered his armor and threw him from his horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She killed two more riders in rapid succession, then used demon speed to vault onto a horse and ride away before the cavalry could coordinate response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elites weren’t trying to win battles. They were buying time, creating chaos, slowing pursuit.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-06-03T11:01:34.716Z","2026-06-03T11:01:41.603Z",1,"novelbin.me","c75637265eef1df6d18d6ef732166af64c5d6037ad4c5522202c7ffc20865359","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-384","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-382",474,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--cover.jpg"]