Adventures Of A Goblin

The Orc charged furiously at the Goblin champion.

He kept on swinging his club at the Goblin champion left and right, left and right. Without any specific aim.

His anger had taken over his actions and could no longer allow him to think straight.

He was being subjected to an open mockery and used as a means of entertainment for the lowly Goblins.

He now had only one thought in mind.

To kill this Goblin before him in the most cruelest and painful way ever.

For this purpose, the Orc swung his club with every strength in his body and relentlessly kept on attacking the Goblin champion giving him no moment of respite.

The Goblin champion was left with no other choice but to go on defense against the angered Orc's attacks.

He blocked the attacks with his shield, and the ones he could not block with his shield, he evades it.

At this stage, the Goblin spectators were in an uproar as they all got up from their seats and started cheering.

Their cheers are of negativity for the Orc who seems to be controlling the pace of the Duel and putting their reigning champion in a tough spot.

"what is this we are witnessing?, the savage Orc is fighting back hard and is looking to put down the champion with one hit, however the champion is skillfully evading the savage Orc's attack while making the savage Orc look no less than a fool"

"to entertain us all, the reigning champion is putting up with the weak attacks of the savage Orc and making it look like he is struggling"

"the outcome of this match is as predictable as it first began. The champion is telling the savage Orc to survive and last for as long as he can before he rolls his head off of his body".

The spectators voice rang out loud in a positive cheer for the reigning champion.

The announcer had just ignited the flames in the Goblin spectators by telling them exactly what they wanted to hear.

They are seeing that truly, their champion is having a hard time putting down the Orc but they refused to believe that.

The Orcs are savages and of lower rank than them.

Is what their beliefs are now based on and should always happen.

"you bastards. Do not look down on me. I am a high ranking Orc serving directly under the Orc lord. You think your puny champion is enough to take me down?".

"if it was not for your king, your kind would have already been wiped out of existence"

"compared to us noble Orcs, you all are nothing but maggots".

"eh, if your race is as noble as you claim it to be, then why do you run from us?"

"stand and face us you savages. Our king's influence will continue to grow and devour everything in its path. You Orcs are no exception to that".

"we will kill your male and feast on your bodies, as for your females. I will leave that up to your imagination".

"you....., you maggot. I will kill you, I will kill you, I will kill you".

"Berserker Job Skill activate, Madness Of The Warrior"

Job skill is a skilled one gets depending on what job one is assigned to.

For example, if one gets a farming job, the skill related to said job like crop irrigation and so on. Is what will be assigned under the farming job.

The same goes for this situation.

The Orcs job is berserker, and the skill under berserker is madness of the warrior.

Madness of the warrior is a type of skill that ignores defense and focuses only on high attack power and physical body enhancement.

The time limit is dependent on the user's mana count.

The Orcs body let out a sinister Aura as his eyes turned red with an increase in his body weight.

The Orc who was already bigger than the Goblin was now even more bigger.

The scene was now like a four year old standing near a twenty year old.

The Goblin champion now stood no chance in terms of body weight.

But, weight is not always the deciding factor of an outcome of a Duel, especially when it involves monsters.

The Orc with his club, lept at the Goblin champion.

The Goblin champion quickly put his shield up to stop the Orc.

The shield could not stop the Orc as it shattered into pieces when the Orc came into contact with it.

The Goblin champion abandoned the shield and rolled out of the way to avoid being crushed by the Orc's weight.

"ahah. Is running away all you can do you lowly Goblin. Why do you not stay and fight me head on"

"sigh...., I did not want to resort to using my job skill to take care of one savage Orc, but it seems that you leave me with no other choice"

"beware of the might of the noble goblins. The moment I use my job skill will be the moment you meet your demise".

"it is also the moment that you will die if you use your job skill to take out an Orc".

"!!!"

"hoo....., dear goblins viewers. An unexpected guest have graced our establishment with his mighty presence".

"I present to you, the undisputable, undistinguishable, ever reigning undefeated champion".

"the mighty one who with his power, brought together the Goblins and vanquished our enemies one by one".

"the very one whose voice echoes out thunder and his command sends out shivers".

"the one, and only king of the Goblins".

He walks into the iron caged ring with an Aura of might and moved over to the Goblin.

He grabs the Goblin by the neck and lifts him up.

"did I hear you right earlier?".

"my....my....my".

The Goblin champion was bathed in fear as words escaped his mouth.

"Announcer".

"yes my king".

"henceforth, this Goblin is disqualified as a champion of the blood ring".

"as you command my king".

"he who cannot even handle one Orc does not deserve to bear the title of champion".

"for.....for...forgive me my king..... I was wrong.... I will not do it again".

"wrong?, What do you think your offense is".

"failing to kill the Orc in time?, no...."

"that is not your offense".

"this is a Duel, there are bound to be difficulties in a Duel regardless of who the opponent is".

"it would be stupid of me to accuse you of failure because you were having difficulties against an Orc".

"your offense, is trying to use your skill to take out a single Orc. That is a dent in the pride of the noble goblins, and I will not allow that".

"my...my....my".

He did not wait for the Goblin champion to finish as he squeezed his grip on the neck and crushed it.

He threw away the body and turned his head over to the orc

"come, I will be your opponent".

"you....., you bastard. Do not look dow..."

He did not allow the orc to finish his sentence before killing him off.

To the Orc and the other goblin spectators, this is what they saw happen.

He simply appeared in the presence of the Orc, and a hole was formed in his stomach.

Blood splashed out from the hole, and the Orc fell to his knees before dying.

What sort of speed that allowed him to breach the distance between he and the Orc, none could tell.

Just like that, the Duel was over before any of them could begin to comprehend what had just happened.

The spectators were marveled and bewildered at their king's might.

His charisma was a perk they all admired.

At the defeat of the Orc, they all jumped up from their seats and roared in jubilation.

The king stood still in the cage as he was being bathed in cheers from the spectators.

The king's aide came running into the iron ring cage.

"my king, I have just received word that the Goblin has been captured"

"is that so?, lead me there".