n

n

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nCramer had no escape route.

nSurrounding him were sacred corpses of his tribe. He stood alone as he faced the marching Goblin legion.

nCramer gazed at the Goblins. One, two, three, four… Forget it. There were countless Goblins!

nCramer grasped his Hammer tightly. He wouldn’t die today, as these weak Goblins would perish!

nCramer roared as he charged at the Goblins who split their formation. They were chatting jovially, and the formation was disorganized. These were Goblins, after all, the lowliest and most foolish creatures!

nA Goblin with the name Peasant shouted, “Engaging Cramer! Get ready! One, two, three! Grandson!”

nThat Goblin charged towards Cramer.

nCramer didn’t understand what the Goblin was shouting about, but he recognized the last word. It was praise for Cramer.

nCramer wanted to give this Goblin a quick death. He lifted his hammer and crushed down with all his might. Whoosh! The Goblin, Peasant, and his shield were crushed.

n“Wah, he didn’t last long and was flattened!”

n“Next Tank get ready to sacrifice!”

n“Don’t panic! We have only started engaging the BOSS! Fight according to the plan!”

nThe Goblins chattered noisily, and Cramer was vexed by their buzzing.

nCramer felt someone slashing his knee.

nHe lowered his head and saw a short Goblin with the name BurningChestHair stabbing his knee, which was protected by scales, so he didn’t suffer much damage. He wanted to crush BurningChestHair with his hammer, but the Goblin rolled away and landed face up. Then the Goblin scrambled hastily out of Cramer’s attack perimeter.

n“Shoot! Thank goodness I’m agile! The BOSS glared at me just now. I thought I was dead!” BurningChestHair shouted.

nCramer was confused by the Goblin’s rolling action and didn’t notice a Goblin stabbing his knee from behind.

nCramer turned his body and saw a Goblin with the name NotWearingPants rolling on the ground like BurningChestHair. Cramer wasn’t confused this time. He swung his Hammer and crushed NotWearingPants.

n“Our team leader is dead! Our commander bites the dust!”

n“Gosh, that’s a horrible death.”

n“That’s hilarious. We’ve dealt minimal damage, but our leader is already dead.”

n“It’s normal when fighting a BOSS. Don’t panic. We can still continue. Those not fighting can help to bring the corpses back for revival. Let the revived gamers come back. Hurry!”

n“Quick! Pull the BOSS away! Change to another location! How do we extract the corpses?”

nThe Goblins were shouting non-stop, which made Cramer even more vexed. The Goblins moved quickly to the other side, and Cramer thought they were fleeing.

nAh, these Goblins were shameful!

nHow could Cramer let these dishonorable Goblins escape? He wielded his Hammer and pursued. His speed was faster, and he hammered as he gave chase. Soon, he ran to the opposite side of the Spiders’ Lair entrance.

nThe Goblins stopped in their tracks, and a Goblin charged with his shield as he shouted “Waaaaa!”. Cramer swung his Hammer when he felt a stab on his back. He turned to see BurningChestHair rolling out of his attack perimeter. Cramer felt damage being inflicted to him from the sides.

nCramer roared impatiently. A Goblin charged forward with his shield. Cramer focused his frustration on the Hammer and swung it down viciously. That Goblin didn’t even manage to scream as he was crushed into silence.

nCramer noticed a shadow flicker as a Goblin squirmed under his arm and stabbed his knee. Cramer roared in pain.

n“I feel that I almost brought down the BOSS. I’m awesome,” BurningChestHair said proudly. His body was full of dust after rolling on the ground.

nOther Goblins, who were armed with shields, stabbed Cramer’s sides to attract his attention, but Cramer was only focused on BurningChestHair, that ugly Goblin!

nCramer charged at BurningChestHair with his Hammer, ignoring the other Goblins.

n“Sh*t! OT 1 !”

n“ChestHair, run! OT!”

n“Taunt him quickly!”

n“Grandson! Grandson!”

n“D*mn you!”

nThe group of Goblins surrounded Cramer and hollered and slashed at his knee, but Cramer ignored them. After ramming a group of Goblins, Cramer charged at BurningChestHair with his Hammer.

nBurningChestHair turned to run, but how could he outrun Cramer?

nCramer ignored the insane Goblins’ attacks on his sides. He bolted to the front of BurningChestHair and grasped BurningChestHair’s neck. Then he slammed BurningChestHair repeatedly on the ground.

nAfter slamming him ten times, Cramer’s anger was exhausted, and he felt better.

n“Gosh… is that a BOSS skill? Or a berserk attack?”

n“I don’t know. Don’t worry, continue to inflict damage!”

nThe gamers surrounded Cramer and attacked.

nCramer swept his Hammer and flung the Goblins far away. Those who survived were maimed.

nCramer roared again, but he vomited blood. His back was stabbed by a Short Sword. The Goblin called Arthur charged and stabbed him in the gap between armor plates while Cramer was swinging his hammer.

nArthur abandoned his sword, jumped down, and fled. Cramer roared furiously and pursued, but his speed was compromised due to his back injury.

nThe gamers were invigorated by the success of Arthur. They raised their weapons and shouted as they charged at Cramer.

nCramer had an ominous feeling. Seeing more Goblins gathering at his side, he feared this was his last breath. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he was worried that his two nests of eggs wouldn’t be properly cared for. Thinking of his tribe deep within the Spiders’ Lair, Cramer believed they would take care of themselves and his children!

nCramer was never fearful!

nCramer raised up his hammer and roared as he smashed down on the Goblins.

nCramer chuckled as he fought the foolish Goblins to the death!

n