Banshee? No, an ogre!

Chapter 22: Efficiency

Goblins are cunning but not very intelligent.

They are lustful and greedy, but they value their lives and are the typical race that likes to bully the weak.

Unlike the goblin tribe that has been domesticated and 'evolved' by the truth wizards, the evil of the wild goblins is universally recognised and irredeemable.

Only after more than two generations of domestication can goblins become rational, civilised, greedy, but not evil.

From this point of view, the relationship between goblins and gnomes is particularly similar to that between wolves and dogs.

One hundred and thirty-two... one hundred and thirty-three...

Ogre took his little hammer and fearlessly cleared his path, hammering away.

He killed even these low-intelligence creatures with little fear, causing them to flee.

Though the cunning goblins are used to using darkness and contempt to set traps, it would be too much to expect them to come up with elaborate plans with their simple minds.

'#%...lu!'

(Goblin language: This guy is so scary, he's not afraid of the dark, he can see us!)

To the goblins, Oug's presence is a crushing force from another dimension. His leather armour and tough skin allow Oug to ignore the bows and arrows of these lowly goblins.

His eyes, which can see in the dark, allow him to avoid traps and ambushes at all times, and also give Ogre night vision that is far superior to that of the goblins, allowing him to strike at these key goblins from a distance.

As for the weak, paralysing poison mist commonly used by goblins, Ogre's deliberately trained ogre physique makes it ineffective.

The large amount of green elven fruit taken beforehand also allows Ogre to maintain sufficient physical strength during the ensuing s*******r.

The specially designed combination of weapons also gave him a surprising advantage in the narrow and ever-changing caves.

Most importantly, however, was Ogre's attitude towards goblins - contemptuous but never belittling.

For a professional apprentice, goblins are easy to kill, but if there are a lot of them, they can still kill the apprentice. There are incidents like this every year, and these deaths are basically due to underestimation and kindness.

Rukaga!

(Goblin language: No running!)

A large goblin, whose body and brain were clearly more than twice the size of the other goblins, roared.

The dominance of the upper-level monsters over their lower-level counterparts was almost absolute. At the call of this large goblin, the remaining goblins, who had scattered and prepared to flee in all directions, finally overcame their fear and surrounded Oug.

Seeing this, a rare smile appeared at the corner of Oug's mouth beneath his mask. The man he was looking for had come out.

Then Oug reached for the small wooden box at his waist.

Whoosh!

Amidst the growling of the goblins, the sound of the object shattering the air did not seem to stand out.

But the benefit of this attack was decisive.

A small goblin, hiding behind a large goblin, fell to the ground as the sound died away.

A nail had been driven into its head.

Goblin shaman, finished.

The nail, of course, had been thrown by Oug, whose target had never been the burly goblin.

It was the goblin shaman, hiding behind the goblin, ready to cast a spell at a moment's notice!

The goblin race can also master lower-level magic, but due to their limited lifespan and intelligence, many goblins die of old age or in battle before they have a chance to learn magic.

Only those goblins who survive and are particularly intelligent can become goblin mages - goblin shamans.

These goblin mages can usually only be conceived by human or elf mothers.

When Oug finds such a goblin, he will not hesitate to shoot it.

The special nails in the small wooden box at his waist are ready for just such an occasion.

Go! Ruka...dahsita!

(Goblin language: No! No! Shaman! Damn it, kill this human for me!

Even though he couldn't understand what the goblins were saying, Oug was able to get the general meaning of what they were trying to say just by looking at the big goblin's actions.

But what did it matter to him whether the goblins were angry or not?

Destroying such creatures would not cause any particular ripples in Oug's heart.

The small hammer attached to the rope spun in Oug's hands, taking the life of a goblin with each deviation from his hand.

None of the goblins that rushed at him with their knives could touch his body, and they all died under the inconspicuous hammer.

Og walked slowly towards the large goblin.

It was even easier for him to kill an inferior goblin than to hammer in a nail.

Gathering them together also saved him from having to chase them and throw stones at them.

In a few short breaths, Oug reached the big goblin. The dead smaller goblins were not evenly distributed on either side of the path he had come. They had actually formed a path.

Rukada!

(Goblin language: Damned human! I'll kill you!)

The big goblin had not even attacked personally, and his younger siblings had already nearly died, leaving him alone.

What exactly was it protecting?

All in less than three breaths.

In the face of the goblin who was charging with great fury,

Oug simply squeezed the end of the rope, which was slightly stretched by gravity, and then threw the hammer out with a powerful twirl, as if it were a stone.

The large goblin, who was within five paces, showed a different level of physical fitness in the face of the thrown hammer.

His sturdy body was able to withstand the blow, which would have shattered the skull of an ordinary human!

However, the drooping left shoulder and weak left hand showed that it was not easy to absorb the powerful blow with inertia.

'Gore! The large goblin, accustomed to killing, let out a roar even louder than before, a mixture of pain and rage.

It had never faced such a powerful enemy before, even though it was so small...

It reminded him of a time when he ran away as a child, and the human who killed his relatives was about the same size as this guy... On that occasion, his relatives had also been harvested like weeds.

But this time he would not retreat!

That was the job of a king!

It was also his rebellion against fate, having survived!

Perhaps it was with this belief that the great goblin that had eaten the pain not only chose not to run, but charged straight at Oug in the opposite direction.

With bloodshot eyes, it raised its remaining, uninjured right hand, which held the club, and lunged at Oug.

It believed that at this distance the human, who had no weapon in sight, would definitely not be able to dodge!

This is a distance gained at the cost of injury, and it will definitely be able to avenge the shaman... It will definitely be able to defend the cave and protect the newborn children for the king...

He cannot retreat, the hope of the goblin clan is behind him...

If it hits, this human is dead!

Until the big goblin's head left his body, he still felt that he could win...

'Why, my body is not under my control...' It was only when his head left his body and fell to the floor of the dark cave that he gradually lost consciousness...

'I don't want to...'

A foot stepped on its huge head, which was still not completely unconscious.

At last it was greeted by a familiar hammer.

It is still quite brave...

Seeing the bravery of this Big Brother Brin, Oug also rarely praised this Big Brother Brin, even though he could no longer hear it.

Having eliminated this most troublesome big brother brin, Oug looked around once more, and after confirming that there was not a single living goblin in sight, he manually pulled the trigger to return the dagger to its place in his left hand.

Before launching the attack, Oug had activated the safety on the dagger in his left hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, the sharp, poisonous dagger immediately jumped out of his left arm!

The rapier on Ouge's left arm sleeve is not the length of a traditional rapier - Ouge's rapier is a two-stage rapier, and when fully extended it can be compared to a short sword.

It is probably slightly longer than Ouge's forearm.

With such a length, it can also be used for sneak attacks at close range, which was Ouge's original purpose for creating this weapon.

However, as his strength increased, the usefulness of this dagger became less and less, and props like this were phased out.

By now, Ouge rarely used the dagger.

The main reason for this was that the dagger was not durable, and every battle would cause some damage to the blade, which would consume the silver needle bee poison that Oug applied to the blade, and the poison would have to be soaked again after two uses.

Although the bee venom is not expensive, it is inconvenient to purchase. There are not many places on the black market that sell silver needle bee venom, and it is cumbersome to collect. It is often only available in the summer and autumn.

In terms of cost-effectiveness and efficiency, it is far less practical than a hammer, which is why Oug only takes it out when he has no weapon to hand.

If you don't attack me directly, it won't be easy to cut off your head cleanly... Rest in peace, and don't be a goblin in your next life.

While he was feeling sentimental, Oug undid the rope buckle on his right arm sleeve, retracted the rope tied to the hammer handle ring, and then switched to the other hand to hold the small hammer.

After arming the dagger on his hand, he began preparing to explore deeper into the cave.

If Oug's guess was correct, the remaining area should be where the goblins took prisoners and used them for breeding.

With the remaining goblin children and female goblins inside, Ogg didn't think he needed to use the hammer technique.

Throwing a hammer with a rope attached can be tricky if it misses its target, and it could easily injure the captured females.

The hammer technique is mainly used to deal with surrounding troops.

As for the rest who escaped, well... I'll leave that to Vuko and the others. They didn't come here for nothing.

Before leaving, Oug went back to the goblin shaman, who had died before he could do anything, and gave him another hammer blow to the head.

Satisfied that it was dead beyond the possibility of resurrection,

Oug picked up a few pieces of gravel from the ground and squeezed them into his right hand as new 'ammunition'.

Throwing weapons are still useful for goblins trying to escape.

For ordinary goblins, Oug can kill them with a stone, and only for key targets will he use special metal spikes.

With such a bad configuration, I don't think there will be any good treasures.

But he didn't come here for so-called treasures. Goblins and treasures are unimportant. The only thing that matters to Oug is that there are no goblins.

Compared to the goblins when they were alive,

Oug still prefers to communicate with dead goblins - a theory that also applies to other scavengers.

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Item lexicon: Silverneedle Bee Venom.

The venom of the Silver Needlebee can temporarily relax and soften the target's muscle tissue the moment it comes into contact with the muscle.

Due to its nature, Silver Needle Bee venom is a very useful surgical d**g and anaesthetic - it can be easily absorbed by most living things.

The specific duration of the effect depends on the amount of medicine used.

However, the overall duration is not long (high-dose injections last no longer than three minutes). The effects are the same whether taken internally or externally. An overdose (half a litre or more) can cause the subject's heart to stop suddenly and die.

Because it destroys the defensive properties of muscle, it can be used to temporarily 'enchant' weapons.

However, it has no effect on the defensive properties of living creatures, such as fighting spirit and metal armour, and is very ineffective against targets with scales on their skin. It is only suitable for use by those below the level of a true professional.

Oug was able to sever the head of a goblin with a single blow, using silver needles laced with bee venom, as well as his knowledge of the structure of the gaps in the goblin's skeleton.