Although the goblins broke through the wall, it wasnât like the whole thing broke down.
Only a portion of it broke where the goblins were coming out of, so the wall was still quite functional.
Loren decided that it was still possible to buy some time. He stirred himself up and took a swift step forward and swept his great sword sideways, cutting two of the goblins in half.
As he caught another one with a back swing, he realized something; the floor was too clean.
After all these goblins raining down from the hatch getting slashed by his sword, there should have been quite a bit of goblin corpses around it.
However, though there were bloodstains on the floor, he couldnât find any of the corpses.
Loren, although not too familiar with monsters, had heard about goblinsâ eating habits.
Loren knew that they would eat anything that they could find, but wondered if it was so bad that they would go as far as to eating the corpses of their own.
But still, it was weird that there was no trace of anything left.
Loren, thinking about how many weird things he has encountered this time around, continued to swing his sword with ease.
The goblinsâ shields and weapons were meaningless against the weight and the force of the great sword it was being swung with.
While crushing shields, snapping daggers, and rendering the defenseless goblins into hunks of meat, Loren, without even turning around, called up to Ritz.
âAre you up yet!?â
âS-sorry!â
Loren glanced up at Ritzâs anxious voice and saw that he just above the half way point.
Loren decided it was going to take a while, and with a feeling close to giving up, he kicked a goblin that tried to slide under him and stabbed it.
âCanât you guys pull him up!?â
Ritz was still far from the top, but Loren asked without thinking.
Meanwhile more of the wall crumbled before him, allowing more goblins to flood though.
Loren knew he could still fend them off, so he calmly looked at the number of goblins and the speed which the wall was being broken, and resumed swinging his sword.
Loren could feel the sensation of cutting flesh and crushing bones in his arms.
Taking a step back so he wouldnât trip on the dead goblins, he heard the bad news from Lapis.
âLoren! More goblins have appeared up here as well! Jack and Nim are fighting them, but theyâre slowly increasing in number!â
âGoblins again!? Why do these ruins like goblins so much!?â
Irritated, Loren took another swing, and another corpse rolled at his feet, staining the floor with its blood.
âRitz! Are you there yet!â
âWait just a bit more!â
âIâm fine but the guys up there arenât! If we take too long, weâre going to be pincered from both sides!â
âI know! Damn it! Iâm so clumsy!â
Loren focused on his own opponents, thinking Ritz and the others had to manage it themselves somehow.
The number of goblins coming past the wall continued to increase, and Loren immediately realized that soon enough, even he wouldnât be able to deal with them all.
He was keeping them away from the ladder, but he started feeling impatient as the goblins started to surround him.
Even in such a situation, a calm part of Lorenâs head caught strange movements from the goblins surrounding him.
Although the goblins came toward him bloodthirsty, as soon as they saw their alliesâ dead bodies, they dropped their weapons and started gathering the corpses, ignoring Loren completely.
Loren had no idea what caused them to do that, but thanks to this weird behavior, he faced less goblins than he had first expected.
None of the information in his head explained their weird behavior, but he wasnât about to ask them about it.
Even though he didnât know the reason, it was an opportunity.
Not thinking about the logic behind it, if he killed a good number of goblins and spread the corpses around him, the goblins would retrieve them and leave, thinning their numbers.
There was no way that he was not going to take advantage of that.
The goblins that surrounded him were the ones that didnât pick up the corpses, so if he focused on those, the goblins coming after would have to retrieve their corpses, and the number of goblins that Loren would have to face would not increase by much.
Loren couldnât tell the difference between the two types of goblins, but he tried to choose to kill the ones that didnât retrieve the corpses.
Above him, Ritz finally made it to the top and Quartz and Lapis pulled him up.
âYou need to hurry Ritz. Jack and Nim canât handle all of them.â
âHurry up Mister Ritz. The goblins arenât our only foes.â
âHuh? You mean something other than goblins finally appeared?â
âWell⌠Something that looks like a goblin.â
âWhat are you talkingâŚJack! Damn it! Jack!â
Ritz suddenly shouted and tried to rush up the last few rungs, but misplaced his foot, and Quartz and Lapis barely caught him from falling.
Loren was irritated at Ritzâs clumsiness, but judging from their conversation, something had happened to Jack, and guessed that he needed to get up there as fast as he could.
âMan, why does so much shitâŚKeep coming at me!â
Loren, for the first time, changed the way he swung his great sword.
Up till now, he had only used his arms, but this time he twisted his body while he swung his sword, using the strength in his whole body.
He was already able to crush many goblins with a single swing, but this strike was sharper and faster than ever.
The goblins that took the strike not only got cut into two pieces, but became nothing but a rain of blood and pieces of flesh, and those flew back and rained into the goblins out of the swordâs reach.
Loren, who massacred the large number of goblins around him, used that opening to jump onto the ladder and climb up.
He then swung his sword at the ladder beneath him, making sure that the goblins couldnât chase him up, and finished climbing up the ladder, setting foot on the upper floor with no help needed.
He immediately readied his great sword and looked around at the situation, and saw Jack lying down with his back against the wall, blood dripping from his head.
Ritz was using his sword and shield to protect Jack, while Nim was struggling against something that pushed her down onto the ground.
âWhat the hell is that?â
No matter how Loren saw it, the things that were causing this situation were goblins.
At least, they looked like goblins.
Goblins were usually green and small like a child, but these were closer to black and were larger than Ritz, who was quite large himself.
âLoren, Nim is in trouble!â
âHey old man, what about your magic!â
âIâm completely out! I canât even use elementary level spells for a while!â
Quartz pointed to one of the goblin like monsters lying on the ground, smoke emitting from its body.
Quartz was able to kill it with a spell, but now he was out of spells to use.
âLoren, you have to help Nim!â
At Lapisâ words, Loren remembered he had things to take care of before assessing the situation. He ran up to the mock-goblin, with an arm that had a knife lodged into, it that was reaching for Nimâs clothes.
Before it could react, Loren kicked it square in the face.
If it were a normal goblin, the kick wouldâve broke its neck and sent it flying, but the mock-goblin snapped its head right back and threatened him with a low growl.
Loren ignored it and swung his great sword at the base of its neck.
âYouâve got to be kidding me!?â
The sword that easily cut through numerous goblins got stopped by the mock-goblinâs hard skin and muscle, not even reaching its bones.
Blood dripped from the cut onto Nim, but the mock-goblin showed no signs of caring about the injury, raising its body to reach for Loren.
Loren pushed down with his great sword to keep it from standing up.
Nim, who was pushed down, managed to pull the knife out of the mock-goblinâs arm, and while it was distracted by Loren, she stabbed it in the eye.
The eye wasnât hard like its skin, and the knife sunk deep into it. The mock-goblin roared and snapped its head back, covering its injured eye with both hands.
Nim used the opportunity to slip out from under it, while Loren pulled out his great sword, and with a fissured yell, swung it at its neck with all his might.
Although the blade got stopped by the skin and muscle earlier, Loren knew what to expect this time.
The blade ripped through its skin and muscle, reaching the bone and crushing it.
Added with the cut he made before, the mock-goblinâs head flew off, blood erupting from its neck.
âYou okay Nim!?â
âIâm fine. But Jack and Ritz arenât.â
Loren turned to Ritz at her words.
He saw Ritz dodge the mock-goblinâs grab, step close into it, and plunge his sword into its flank.
Loren thought that it was over, but with a swift movement that seemed to disregard the blade lodged in it, reached out and grabbed Ritzâs head.
âYou bastard! Let go!â
Even regular goblins had quite a bit of strength, but if it was larger than Ritz, Loren had no idea how strong it would be.
He could imagine what would happen if something with so much strength grabbed his head.
Ritz knew it as well, and he twisted his sword to try and get out of its grasp, but the mock-goblinâs grip didnât waver, and Ritzâs body started creaking as it slowly started to put pressure into its hands.
âD-damn it! My bones!â
Ritz wouldâve been crushed by the mock-goblin, but Loren intervened before that could happen.
While it was busy with Ritz, Loren charged at it from behind, and with his momentum and centrifugal force added to the strike, he knocked its head right off its shoulders.
A moment after the head flew off and blood spewed from its neck, it dropped down onto its knees, dropped down, and fell straight into the wall.
âYou okay?â
âYou saved me. I was about to become a rag doll.â
âDonât mention it. Howâs Jack?â
âIâm aliveâŚâ
Although he was still bleeding from his head, he was alive.
When Loren asked what had happened, they gave their explanation.
At first, there were regular goblins, but two of the mock-goblins appeared.
They were able to kill one with Quartzâs magic, but Nimâs arrows had no effect on the second one, and she was pushed down onto the ground. Jack had tried to save her, but another one showed up and smacked him into the wall, and thatâs when Ritz entered the fray.
âSorry Jack. Itâs my fault.â
âHey, stop it, youâre being disgusting. Modesty isnât your thing, so just tend to my wounds already.â
Jack pointed at his head and Nim, who kept apologizing in a sad manner, with her ears drooping forward.
Nim nodded and started to treat Jackâs injury.
Loren decided to leave them at that, and walked over to Lapis, who was squatted down, next to the two mock-goblins.
âDid you find something?â
âI can guess, but if my speculations are right, it means weâve wandered into quite an unpleasant kind of ruin.â
âUnpleasant ruin?â
Loren couldnât believe such words from Lapis, who was happy that she was able to explore these ruins earlier, and raised a quizzical voice, but Lapis didnât answer him. Instead, she walked up to Ritz and cleared her throat.
âMister Ritz, Iâd like to make sure of something.â
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âDo we have to come with you?â
âNo, but it should be in line with exploring the ruins. But above all else, if we donât hurry and shut down these ruins, itâs going to cause lots of trouble.â
Lapis tilted her head slightly to the side, waiting for an answer. Ritz looked at Loren, asking for his opinion, but Loren shrugged, telling him not to ask him.