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Chapter 284 - 141 Goblin Slayer【Please Subscribe, Vote for Monthly Tickets】_2

Chapter 284: Chapter 141 Goblin Slayer【Please Subscribe, Vote for Monthly Tickets】_2

"Hang in there just a bit longer!"

Lin Baici took out a box of Two Kicks, a string of 10,000 firecrackers, and lit them with a pine torch before tossing them outside.

Bang! Bang!

Crackle! Pop!

The echo in the nest’s tunnels was so loud that Lin Baici felt his eardrums might burst. The Goblins didn’t have an easy time either, and their attack immediately slowed down.

After Muscle Buddha killed three more, the monsters stopped moving.

"Let’s go!"

Lin Baici immediately had Muscle Buddha lead the way, charging forward.

This time, they were safe.

Lin Baici and his group zigzagged for over ten minutes without encountering any Goblins again.

"I... I can’t go on!"

The Dwarf stopped, gasping for air.

When he stopped, the others also relaxed a bit.

"Drink some water, rinse your mouth!"

Lin Baici took out bottled water to share with everyone.

Xia Hongyao and Nangong Shu removed their gas masks, since wearing them had prevented the Goblin’s toxic smoke from harming them.

"Thank you so much, Captain! I would have been done for if it weren’t for you."

The woman in leather pants expressed her sincere gratitude. Without Lin Baici, she probably would have been in serious trouble.

"If only we had grenades!"

Lin Baici lamented that he couldn’t get his hands on such things and could only make do with Two Kicks.

Basically, thanks to the ample storage of the Black Tripod Bowl, he could store anything he wanted, not just Two Kicks—even gas canisters, of which he had prepared ten.

But under the smoky circumstances just now, he didn’t dare to use them recklessly. What if he blew up himself?

"Grenades are only good for bullying lesser creatures!"

Nangong Shu, who had more experience, suggested to Lin Baici, "You’re better off getting more Taboo Things for protection. I noticed you don’t have any defensive ones."

Lin Baici shrugged his shoulders, took out a medical kit and started to clean and dress everyone’s wounds.

"What do we do next?"

The woman in leather pants rubbed her temples. The dim, suffocating nest was making her feel terrible.

"Of course, we take out those Goblins. We’ve suffered enough; it’s time to get even, right?"

The Bartender was furious, "It would be fine if it were the BOSS, but why should we be pushed around by some trash mobs?"

"Ha, you’re full of courage, aren’t you?"

The woman in leather pants mocked. She hadn’t seen him so fierce when fighting the Pig-Headed Man. Now, when it came to bullying Goblins, he seemed far more eager.

What a noob!

If only he had the guts like Lin Baici, who dared to draw his sword against anyone.

"Just like when we looked for the map fragment in the Pig-Headed Man’s intestine, I think those Goblins might also have some clues on them!"

The Bartender analyzed.

"He’s right. We’re clueless right now. Instead of wandering aimlessly, we might as well go hunt Goblins!"

That was Lin Baici’s plan as well.

Xia Hongyao and Nangong Shu, more adept at treating wounds than Lin Baici, spent fifteen minutes helping everyone get bandaged up.

"The smoke has dispersed, let’s move out!"

Lin Baici took the lead and headed towards the place where they had been ambushed.

Along the way, they saw many Goblin corpses. Those that didn’t even have a whole body left were victims of Muscle Buddha’s hammer.

They reached the crossroads, where there were even more dead bodies.

Goblins obviously had no custom of retrieving their dead.

"Everyone split up and look for traces of Goblins, see where they’ve come from!"

The Bartender, carrying a bone-chopping knife, split open a Goblin corpse, squatted next to it, and started searching through its innards.

"No need to look, go this way!"

Lin Baici headed to the second tunnel on the right.

The Old Man watched Lin Baici’s confident demeanor and figured he must have some tricks up his sleeve that he didn’t know about.

"Damn, isn’t that a bit too strong?"

The Old Man was envious.

Lin Baici activated A Sip of A Hundred Flavors, following the scent that the Goblins had left behind as he traced their path.

This Divine Grace was quite useful, making Lin Baici’s nose more sensitive than a bloodhound’s. The problem was, if it was a foul smell, it could be quite disgusting.

Because he needed to track, Lin Baici carried an N95 mask but couldn’t use it.

After following Lin Baici for more than twenty minutes, everyone saw him stop.

"Shhh!"

Lin Baici turned back, placing his index finger to his lips, signaling everyone to keep quiet.

They instantly understood; they must be near the Goblins’ lair.

As Lin Baici slowed down and moved another fifty or so meters forward, everyone could hear the noise of the Goblins.

"Wait here for me!"

Lin Baici told everyone to stay put while he went ahead alone to scout the enemy.

Soon, he was at the entrance of the tunnel.

Outside was a huge cave filled with a large group of Goblins, big and small. Lin Baici did a quick count and there were over one hundred of them.

In the cave, there were also smaller caves, locked with wooden doors, likely bedrooms, prisons, or storehouses.

On the ground were spread animal skins and food scraps, and dark red blood scabs. With the Goblins’ dirty feet trampling over it, this carpet emitted an intense stench.

In the center of the cave, there were three piles of firewood, each with a large pot on top, containing meat porridge.

A female Goblin stood on a stool next to one of the pots, stirring the contents with a long stick. It frequently dipped its hand into the pot to scoop up some meat porridge, then licked it with its coarse tongue.

Several young Goblins, armed with daggers, ran around wildly. One didn’t pay attention and collided with the stool.

Bang!

The female Goblin lost her balance and fell into the pot.

Oke! Oke!

The female Goblin yelled in pain. Nearby, a dozen male Goblins rushed over at the sound and pulled her out.

The Goblin was scalded red all over from the boiling meat porridge, blistered.

An old Goblin took out a clay pot and smeared some black ointment from it on the female Goblin. They then moved her aside and left her be.