[{"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-384":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},1090295,1423,"Chapter 384","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-384",384,"\u003Cp>And it was working.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human pursuit forces became more cautious, moving in larger groups, checking cover before advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which slowed them down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which gave regular defenders more time to reach Third Line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Somewhere else in the battlefield]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sithis didn’t run when the retreat order came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped prone in tall grass sixty yards from Second Line and activated his natural camouflage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His serpentine scales shifted colors, matching the yellowed grass perfectly. He controlled his breathing, slowed his heart rate, became perfectly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hundred cavalry thundered past, literally within arm’s reach. None saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A patrol of light infantry jogged past, searching for hidden enemies. They came within three feet of his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sithis stopped breathing entirely, relying on serpentfolk ability to hold breath for extended periods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The patrol passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay motionless for ninety minutes as human forces swept the area, searching for stragglers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soldier literally stepped on his tail at one point. Sithis didn’t move, didn’t react. The soldier didn’t notice, thinking it was just thick grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when pursuit forces moved past toward Third Line did Sithis begin moving again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crawled through grass for thirty minutes, moving with serpentine stealth, practically invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he reached a small creek and slithered into the water, using it for concealment and faster movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four hours after the retreat began, Sithis reached Third Line’s outer perimeter, having survived entirely through natural adaptation and patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t the only one. Serpentfolk had evolved these survival skills over millennia. Their casualty rate during the retreat was the lowest of any settlement species.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orc named Thorgak had taken a spear through his thigh during wall fighting. The wound was serious—bone possibly broken, definitely muscle damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t run. Could barely walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When retreat orders came, he told the goblins helping him: \"Leave me. Save yourselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don’t abandon comrades!\" one goblin insisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You not abandoning. I’m ordering.\" Thorgak’s voice carried orc authority. \"I slow you down. Cavalry will catch us. I stay. Fight. Die. You run. Live.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblins hesitated, torn between loyalty and survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"GO!\" Thorgak roared. \"That’s order!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorgak positioned himself behind a ruined cart, using it for cover. He had his battle axe and three javelins. That would do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cavalry came within five minutes—a unit of eight riders hunting stragglers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw the lone wounded orc and approached cautiously, having learned that wounded orcs were still dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorgak waited until they were forty feet away, then threw his first javelin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy missile struck a horse in the chest. The horse fell, throwing its rider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second javelin—thrown with desperate strength—caught another rider in the shoulder, knocking him from his mount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third javelin missed as the cavalry scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorgak grabbed his battle axe and waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining cavalry circled, using range weapons. Javelins flew at him. One struck his shoulder. Another hit his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorgak was bleeding badly now. Vision blurring from blood loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rider charged in for the kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorgak’s axe caught the horse’s legs, breaking bone. Horse and rider crashed down. Thorgak grabbed the fallen rider and crushed his throat with one massive hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three riders down. Five remaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Thorgak was dying. The chest wound was fatal—punctured lung, blood filling his chest cavity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell to his knees, barely able to lift his axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining cavalry surrounded him at safe distance and shot him with arrows until he stopped moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorgak died on his knees, covered in wounds, his axe still gripped in dead hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the time he’d bought allowed eleven goblins and serpentfolk to reach Third Line safely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first defenders reached Third Line after forty minutes of running, fighting, and desperate survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They collapsed behind fortifications, gasping, bleeding, exhausted beyond measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jessica’s medical teams immediately began triage, pulling the most wounded into treatment areas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More defenders trickled in over the next hour—small groups, individuals, wounded helping wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Vex’ahlia arrived with nine of her eighteen elites. The others had been lost providing rear guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She collapsed against a wall, both shoulders wounded, purple-tinted face gray with blood loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jessica ran to her. \"Commander! You need immediate treatment!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Others... first...\" Vex’ahlia managed. \"I can... wait...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll bleed to death if I wait! Hold still!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin arrived fifteen minutes later, carried by two goblins. His shoulder wound had reopened during the retreat. Blood soaked his entire left side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is... everyone... out?\" he gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still coming in,\" Jessica said while binding his wounds. \"You did well. Your sector had good evacuation rate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many... lost?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jessica’s expression said it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skar arrived with forty serpentfolk out of the original sixty-nine who’d started the day. His species’ natural abilities had saved lives during retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sssettlement defenders?\" he hissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still arriving. We’ll have full count in another hour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The settlement defenders kept trickling in, exhausted and wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—-------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyra stood with Seraphina in a concealed position near Third Line’s gates, watching human pursuit forces approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The settlement defenders had retreated exactly as planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human forces had pursued exactly as anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now they were approaching Third Line’s walls—approximately eight hundred soldiers in scattered pursuit formations, having chased defenders across two miles of open terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are your corruption specialists in position?\" Lyra asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Two hundred corruption casters positioned in concealed locations around Third Line’s outer perimeter. They’ve been preparing the ritual while defenders evacuated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Range?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three hundred yard radius from Third Line’s gates. Any human soldier within that range when the spell activates will be affected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long can they hold it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ninety seconds. After that, the magical contamination will begin dissipating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ninety seconds is enough.\" Lyra watched human forces moving into the kill zone. \"How many are in range now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Approximately six hundred soldiers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are all our defenders clear?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last group just passed through the gates. Everyone’s inside Third Line now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyra nodded. \"Activate the spell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—-------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden in buildings, underground passages, and concealed positions around Third Line, two hundred corruption specialists began casting simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These weren’t combat fighters. They were specialists trained specifically in curse magic, contamination spells, and area-effect corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>",1019,"2026-06-03T11:01:34.716Z","2026-06-03T11:01:41.603Z",1,"novelbin.me","d311adc7d0141ecd4828f759f6f5ce1ed0bc32ee57ab775fb167f692f440c6b6","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-385","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-383",474,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--cover.jpg"]