[{"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-404":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},1089891,1423,"Chapter 404","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-404",404,"\u003Cp>\"Surrender,\" Aldrich gasped through pain. \"You’re bleeding from three wounds. Holy fire is burning through your body. You can’t win this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neither can you,\" Vex’ahlia replied, her purple skin pale from blood loss. \"Your arm is wounded. You can barely hold your sword. And I’m still standing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then we both die here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that’s what battle requires.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They charged simultaneously for what both knew would be the final exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aldrich put everything into one massive overhead cut, his wounded arm barely able to swing the blade but divine power supplementing his failing strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Vex’ahlia crossed her dual swords in an X-block, catching the descending blade between them. The impact drove her to her knees, but the block held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she twisted both swords, using leverage to rip the bastard sword from Aldrich’s weakened grip. The weapon went flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aldrich was disarmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vex’ahlia’s follow-up strike—both blades aimed at his throat—would end the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Aldrich had one more weapon. His knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew it from his belt with his left hand and drove it upward even as Vex’ahlia’s swords descended toward his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three blades struck simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vex’ahlia’s swords cut across Aldrich’s throat, opening his jugular. Blood sprayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aldrich’s knife punched up through the bottom of Vex’ahlia’s jaw, into her skull. The blade penetrated her brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both fighters fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Major Aldrich died in seven seconds, drowning in his own blood from severed throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Vex’ahlia died in four seconds, brain destroyed by knife through skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eastern Sector Duel Result:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Major Aldrich: KILLEDCommander Vex’ahlia: KILLEDMutual elimination\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The watching soldiers—human and settlement—stared in shocked silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the demon warriors roared rage and charged the human soldiers, seeking vengeance for their fallen commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human elite soldiers met them with equal fury, fighting to honor their major’s death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The localized battle erupted with renewed intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Central Sector: Lieutenant Thorne vs. Kelvin\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lieutenant Thorne was thirty-four years old, a twelve-year veteran who’d risen through ranks through tactical brilliance and competent swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found Kelvin near the broken central gates, commanding forty goblin defenders in fighting withdrawal against overwhelming human infantry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Goblin commander!\" Thorne called out. \"Your defenses have failed! Surrender now and I’ll ensure your soldiers receive mercy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin turned, his wounded shoulder still bandaged from yesterday’s fighting, his goblin face showing exhaustion but absolute defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don’t surrender to armies that come to exterminate us. We fight. We die. We make you pay for every goblin life you take.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne studied the goblin commander with professional respect. \"You’ve led well. Your tactical withdrawals have been competent, your defenses organized. But you’re wounded, exhausted, outnumbered. Accept the inevitable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The inevitable is that you’ll kill me. But before I die, I’ll kill some of you. That’s enough.\" Kelvin drew his sword despite his wounded shoulder. \"If you want single combat, human officer, you’ll have it. My soldiers will honor the duel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne drew his own blade. \"Single combat it is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers on both sides withdrew, creating space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began circling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne had significant physical advantages—height, reach, strength, two functional arms. Kelvin’s wounded shoulder made left-arm defense difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kelvin had something Thorne didn’t: three days of constant combat that had pushed him beyond normal limits, teaching him to fight through pain and injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne attacked first—a probing thrust aimed at Kelvin’s wounded shoulder, testing whether the injury limited his mobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin deflected with his sword despite pain shooting through his shoulder. His counter-attack was immediate—a low slash aimed at Thorne’s legs, using goblin height advantage to attack from below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne jumped back, avoiding the blade. \"Fast for someone wounded.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pain is temporary. Death is permanent. I’ll endure pain to avoid death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They engaged properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne’s swordsmanship was Academy-trained—precise, efficient, leveraging his physical advantages. He used his superior reach to keep Kelvin at distance, striking from outside the goblin’s effective range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin fought with practical experience—using his lower center of gravity to duck under strikes, using goblin agility to dodge rather than block, conserving his wounded shoulder as much as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne scored a cut across Kelvin’s arm—shallow but bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin’s counter caught Thorne’s thigh—deeper, more painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They circled again, both bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re good,\" Thorne acknowledged. \"Better than I expected from a goblin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you’re predictable,\" Kelvin replied. \"Academy technique. Everything by the manual. No creativity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne’s face hardened. \"Let’s see how creativity stands against discipline.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He attacked with renewed intensity, his sword moving in classical patterns—high cut, low thrust, circular slash, each strike flowing into the next according to Academy doctrine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin recognized the patterns. He’d fought Academy-trained soldiers before. Their training made them competent, but it also made them predictable once you understood the doctrine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Thorne executed the standard response to a goblin low attack—a defensive backstep with shield raised—Kelvin did something unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade spun through the air, striking Thorne’s shield but serving a different purpose—creating distraction and forcing Thorne’s attention upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Thorne’s eyes tracked the thrown sword, Kelvin dove forward, drawing his belt knife, going for Thorne’s legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knife slashed across Thorne’s knee—not deep enough to cripple, but painful enough to compromise movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne stumbled, his injured knee buckling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin pressed the advantage, tackling the taller human around the waist, using goblin wrestling techniques to drive him to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hit the dirt, grappling, both trying to bring weapons to bear at point-blank range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne still had his sword—a significant advantage in grappling. He brought the blade around, aiming for Kelvin’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelvin felt the blade coming and twisted desperately, taking the strike on his already-wounded shoulder instead of his spine. Pain exploded through the injury, but it saved his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own knife found Thorne’s side, punching through the gap between chest and back armor. The blade sank into flesh, into organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne gasped, feeling the knife in his side. He tried to pull back, to create space for sword strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kelvin held on with desperate strength, driving the knife deeper, twisting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thorne’s sword came around for a final strike—aimed at Kelvin’s head, close range, lethal intent.\u003C\u002Fp>",1008,"2026-06-03T11:01:34.716Z","2026-06-03T11:01:41.604Z",1,"novelbin.me","6d4e506179db30e8f2684e5e6a34d4d520ac56b00ce15fc0d115e827019756ba","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-405","my-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--chapter-403",474,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-goblin-system-levelling-up-with-my-sss-class--cover.jpg"]