NOVEL NEXT Chapter 137: Ignoring Her!
His power was like water inside a glass, pressing against the walls, sloshing heavy and thick.
His body brimmed with a deep orange-red energy that filled him up from his fingertips to his cock, like he was about to spill over at any second.
It wasn't elegant. It wasn't holy. It was raw, dirty, and begging to be released.
When he snapped his eyes open, there was a wicked glint inside them.
'Is this… mine.'
His lips curled into a grin, teeth sharp like he was ready to bite the world.
It was untapped power, throbbing and burning, surging through his veins.
Rae felt he could crush a boulder with his fists, uproot a tree and swing it around like a club, rip a goblin in half just to see the look on its dumb face.
His muscles twitched with the need to prove it.
He wanted to punch something, fuck something, destroy something, all at once.
'So this is what it feels like to finally be more than a useless green cockroach.'
And for the first time since he had been dumped into this cursed world, Rae was about to throw himself into real action.
Not jerking around in the shadows. Not running away like a half-dead rat. No. This time his fists were hungry.
'Aah I am feeling excited already.'
His whole body trembled, not with fear but with the kind of anticipation that made his veins itch.
'Should I snap their heads clean off, watch them roll on the dirt like rotten cabbages? Or should I break their bones one by one, like chewing on crispy snacks?'
The thought alone made his grin stretch wider.
Even though the two goblins in front of him were bigger, broader, and looked like they had crawled out of a swamp gym, Rae didn't give a single shit.
Size meant nothing when your body was brimming with fire that wanted to erupt.
He was ready.
The two poor bastards, completely unaware that death had already licked their names, turned to glare at Rae.
The first goblin snarled, spit flying out of his mouth.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!"
Rae inhaled sharply. This was it. The perfect moment to drop something badass. Something so edgy it would scar the night itself. He felt it coming up his throat like vomit mixed with glory.
He exhaled slowly, then opened his mouth.
"My nam—"
"Fuck off! Get inside, you stupid idiot."
The first goblin cut him down like a drunken uncle ruining karaoke, waving his hand toward the secret door.
"W-what?"
"What! Are you broke in the head or something?" the first snapped again.
"Man, look at him. Of course he's a retard," the second one chimed in, snickering like a hyena with hemorrhoids.
Rae froze for a second, his big dramatic entrance shattered, his moment stolen before it could even be born.
'These fuckers really don't know they're standing in front of their executioner.'
"Man, who the fuck are taking this retarded fools for a job? Can't believe these lowly creatures were once us."
The first goblin spat the words out, shaking his ugly head like a disappointed father at a family barbecue.
He really was flabbergasted. These goblins weren't just dumb. They were the kind of dumb that made you lose brain cells just by standing next to them.
"You come outside, danger for you, you die."
The first goblin dropped into caveman theater mode, his voice flattening into broken syllables.
He jabbed a dirty claw toward a fallen branch like it was part of his TED Talk.
"Tree hit your head, you die."
He tilted his head sideways, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled white as he acted dead. A performance so stupid even the dirt beneath him wanted to disown him.
And then it happened.
A snicker.
Low at first, but it cracked open and turned into full-blown cackling. The second goblin was clutching his stomach, rolling around with laughter like a drunk whore seeing her first circus act.
He couldn't stop. His ugly green belly shook like jelly, his sharp teeth clacking together as he gasped for breath.
A vein bulged on the first goblin's forehead, fat and angry.
His eyes snapped open, blazing with fury. He didn't hesitate. With one sudden movement, he rammed his spear right at his buddy's ass, poking the cheeks with malicious precision.
"Awe! You fuck face!!!"
The second goblin howled, leaping up with murder in his eyes, clutching his violated butt. Without missing a beat, he jabbed his own spear right back at the first goblin, aiming low and dirty.
Within seconds, the two were at each other's throats, spears clashing, insults flying, their snarls echoing through the chamber like two stray dogs fighting over rotten meat.
And Rae.
Rae just stood there. Watching.
Like a man in the front row of some twisted zoo exhibit, arms crossed, head tilted, lips twitching.
'These two clowns really forgot about me. They're busy stabbing each other's asses instead of worrying about the guy about to end their pathetic lives. Man, this is fucking gold.'
Rae's lip curled as he walked inside like he owned the damn place.
These goblins had the combined IQ of a shoe. They thought he was just some worker goblin who wandered out for a piss break.
Maybe it was because the door was open. Maybe it was because he happened to be standing right there when the branch dropped.
Whatever their walnut brains decided, they actually thought Rae got flattened to death by a branch. A branch.
'These fuckers really think I'd die like that. What a joke.'
Rae looked back once more, half-smirk tugging at his mouth, then stepped inside.
The door closed behind him with a heavy thud, shutting out the circus of idiocy like flipping off a bad show.
But above the tree, on a branch swaying dangerously, someone else was losing his goddamn mind.
"What the fuck!! What a bunch of morons!"
It was Adrian. His veins were popping out like earthworms after rain. He had been the one who broke the branch and shoved it toward the boulder in the first place.
A clever little trick to make the goblins panic, to alert them that intruders were inside their precious secret hideout. It should have been perfect. A clean plan. A message written in nature itself.
Except the goblins didn't get it.
"Stupid morons! Fuck it! I will do it myself."
Adrian spat the words out like venom as he scrambled down the tree, fingers sliding against bark. His chest heaved, his teeth grinding. He was beyond pissed.
"He already got the other two, and he is after my sweet Melissa already?! Not a chance at all."
His eyes burned, not with strategy or reason, but with the blind rage of a man cockblocked by destiny itself.
Every step down the trunk was heavy, every curse that slipped past his lips sounded like a death oath.
'Melissa's mine. You hear me, mine.'
...
"What the actual fuck?!"
Inside the boulder was just pitch-black nothing. The kind of dark that made your eyes ache trying to grab onto shapes that weren't even there.
The only thing breaking it was a single wooden bridge in the distance, lit by a row of torches flickering on each side like drunk fireflies.
Beyond the bridge, it was just endless shadow, like the world stopped existing past that line.
He couldn't even tell where he was standing. Was it solid rock under his boots or some invisible platform floating in a void? Didn't matter.
He walked forward anyway, counting steps like a bored gambler. After five minutes, he reached the entrance of the bridge.
And there they were. Five goblins. All the same ugly breed as the two idiots outside, stomping around on patrol with their bent spears and crooked grins.
'That must be the way.'
Rae smirked to himself, already imagining how easy it would be to snap their little necks like breadsticks, when he suddenly heard a hiss.
"Shh... shhhh... Rae-kun, here."
The voice was soft, but familiar enough to make his lip curl. Melissa. Of course.
He spotted her crouched low near the shadows, eyes glued to the goblins like a hungry cat watching pigeons.
She'd been here for a while, apparently studying everything—their pacing, their shitty little weapons, even the way they grunted at each other like pigs trying to learn a new language.
She was clearly waiting for the perfect moment to slip past them with that cloak of hers.
Her eyes flicked up to his, wide, expecting cooperation. Expecting stealth. Maybe even expecting patience.
Rae just gave her one glance, turned his head away, and strode straight toward the bridge with zero hesitation. No crouching, no sneaking, no plan.
"What the?!"
Melissa's jaw nearly hit the floor. Her eyes bulged, her mouth gaped, and all her careful little schemes blew up in her face.
She was understandably flabbergasted, watching him walk out like some arrogant bastard who thought goblins were background furniture.
'Rae kun is going to ruin everything.'