CHAPTER 45: SCREAMERS

The atmosphere over the small area within the forest pulsated with agony and mischief.

Noah lifted his sword as he scanned the area for the shooters. His heart was beating fast as he feared for the safety of Milan, whom he considered a big brother and friend.

Worry was etched on his face and anger revealed itself in his eyes as he scanned the bushes. But there was no sight of enemies around.

"Senior brother Milan.." Ragnar called in a low tone as he gently shook the body of Milan.

"No.." His eyes reddened with anguish, "Please don’t go.. please."

But it was useless — Milan had already passed away a few seconds ago after stuttering.

"No..." Ragnar muttered in a low tone as he went through the different levels of grief.

He had just lost someone.

Someone he was close with even though they had only met for less than a week.

Ragnar felt a pang of pain in his heart waiting to be released. He observed the lifeless face of Milan and his eyes reddened, a single teardrop fell on the face of the deceased.

Ragnar gently placed the head on the ground and grabbed his sword lying beside him.

He stood up with anguish-reddened eyes, his face slowly twisting into a cold expression.

He scanned the area closely and his eyes fell upon a set of eyes staring back at him from a bush not so far away.

"COME OUT YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!"

Ragnar barked in an enraged tone that reverberated across a small area, sending all the small animals running.

Noah turned to observe his friend; seeing Ragnar’s expression, his heart shattered and his eyes drifted toward the corpse of Milan.

He began to tear up right away, grieving the death of his respected big brother.

Meanwhile, at that moment, the goblins who had been hiding revealed themselves.

"CHEE CHEE!"

A group of goblin warriors and archers stepped out of their hiding spot.

They let out unintelligible sounds akin to laughter as they began strolling closer, blocking every escape path of the two young men.

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Goblin Warrior — Level 4

Physique: 4.0

Agility: 3.0

Spirit: 1.0

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Goblin Archer — Level 4

Physique: 3.0

Agility: 4.0

Spirit: 3.0

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Ragnar quickly inspected their combat powers, confirming that they were as weak as he expected.

"Great.." he muttered coldly to himself and tightened his grip.

The goblins, on the other hand, unbeknownst of the true strength of their opponent, continued moving closer while laughing at them.

Noah was irritated by the laughters of the goblins.

He felt a surge of rage and killing intent.

He wanted nothing but to make a move and attack the goblins right away.

Nevertheless, another voice within him prompted him to be careful, especially seeing the sharp weapons in the grasp of his enemies.

They were unlike the mutated beasts who only had sharp claws and fangs as their weapons.

These guys had actual weapons, and given the rumors about them, he would be killed if he attacked abruptly.

Also, considering that his left shoulder was numb from the arrow earlier, he decided to be careful.

Ragnar, on the other hand, had no need to be careful.

He only stood and waited for the goblins to stroll closer so he could finish them quickly.

The only ones who needed to be careful to Ragnar were the goblins themselves.

"CHEE!"

The goblins were several meters away from both of them when a loud unintelligible scream escaped from the bushes.

As if the scream were a command, the group of more than two dozen goblin warriors and archers suddenly attacked.

Noah’s eyes turned cold and sharp, his grip around his sword tightened, and he lunged at the goblins closest to him.

Ragnar did the same; he moved at his peak speed and swiftly located his first opponent — a goblin warrior!

"CHEE!"

The goblin warrior let out a battle cry and swung his sword at Ragnar.

Ragnar blocked the attack with his sword and sent his free hand reaching for the neck of the goblin.

Once he grabbed a hold of it, he tightened his grip around it and applied strength in his arms.

"CHEE!"

The goblin warrior let out a helpless cry as Ragnar lifted it off the ground as though it was weightless.

Before it even got the opportunity to alert his comrades for assistance, Ragnar smashed its head into the ground with lethal force.

The goblin let out a low pained growl.

But Ragnar was not done yet.

He lifted the body and smashed it into the ground several times.

The skull of the goblin shattered and he bled profusely, but Ragnar continued smashing its head into the ground till he received a notification that his opponent was dead.

At that moment, two other goblins lunged at him from both sides.

Ragnar snorted.

He used the body of the goblin he had just killed and tossed it at the goblin attacking from his right.

Then, with a single decisive move, he stabbed his sword into the head of the goblin attacking his left flank.

The goblin whom the corpse was tossed at regained his composure quickly and charged at Ragnar, but it was easily stabbed to death.

"You bastards!"

Not only did Ragnar fight with insane prowess in the current battle.

At another part of the small area, Noah took down a goblin by decapitating its head.

"You will pay! You’ll all pay for killing big brother Milan!"

Noah let out in a crazed voice, a deep contrast from his usual calmness.

He went on a frenzy at another goblin warrior that was running toward him.

Although his strength and agility were on the same level as the goblin warrior, Noah’s frenzied state and the mastery over the sword which the goblin warriors lacked gave him an upper hand.

Ragnar and Noah went all out, fueled by grief and revenge.

The goblin warriors were obliterated one after the other under the rage-fueled attacks of the two.

Unfortunately, their opponents were not the goblin warriors alone.

"CHEEE!"

Another loud scream came from the bushes.

"CHEE!"

The goblin warriors let out a loud sound as if responding to the unseen goblin screamer. The goblin warriors suddenly began backing away from the battlefield.

At the same time, the goblin archers readied their arrows.