Chapter 28：Teleporter

It was after minutes of weakly punching the corpse that Stanis finally stopped. After rolling over, he just lay next to the corpse, his pain and exhaustion overshadowing all thought. Stanis had completely forgotten about the fact that he had buffed Layman's Rush with Constitution when it had reached 20, and thus was pleasantly surprised as he felt the pain slowly dulling.

Now this wasn't to say that he wasn't in pain anymore, rather that the pain was lowering to a point that he could actually think straight now. And with thought came the realisation that he was lying in enemy territory, defenceless and powerless to resist any more foes.

And so Stanis crawled towards his spear, which he then used as a walking stick to support himself as he stiffly got up. Slowly and without stability, Stanis trudged over to the two corpses. He sliced open their stomachs and eviscerated the Goblins, before finally finding the Storage stones hidden deep within.

Having collected the Storage stones, Stanis bent over once last time to get his sword, which he attached to his waist, before stumbling away from the crime scene. A few minutes of trekking later, he found a cave which he went into due to lack of better options, before collapsing inside. He managed to gulp down his last health potion, before laying there still.

When running, a tip that is commonly given is to not stop for small breaks, no matter how much pain or fatigue you are in. This is because your body goes back to resting mode, which causes the fatigue that you were ignoring all this time to come back in full force. This, in turn, makes starting up again so much harder.

Stanis quickly discovered this as he realised his body was so fatigued and overworked that he could no longer move it, now just a spectator of the world. Going against the fatigue felt like he was pushing against a mountain, foolish and useless. Eventually, Stanis no longer stirred and just lay there, using Scout and sense occasionally to check his surroundings.

He was shocked to find that every time he used it, not a single Goblin came up on his radar. Unbeknownst to him, every single Goblin was at their Camp, fiercely fighting the Humans.

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It was a scene that would shock any man or woman, no matter what they had already lived through.

In the centre of the Camp were crudely-built, wooden huts. Surrounding these huts were countless green heads, continuously decreasing as more and more moved to the outside. On the outside were several Humans, all fighting with barbarity as they struggled to keep their lives. But the most harrowing matter was the ground, no longer was it solid ground but rather a marsh as blood from the innumerable corpses leaked into the Earth. The mud squelched every time a step was made, causing mud and blood to splatter everywhere.

On the Humans side, there were 13 remaining. This was Anatoly, Orena, Fedro, Ailean and his two, Juan and two of his, Egor, Scowly, Jayesh and the dainty girl who had been in Jayesh's group. The rest of the people who had left the Human camp alongside these 13 were all dead…

As for the Goblin's side, there were about 100 remaining including the Wolves. This might seem a lot, but the number had been over double before Today's raid. In fact, even now that number was rapidly decreasing as blades soared through the air and heads fell.

The two notable Goblins were a Wolf rider and a Swordsman. Both were bulging with muscles and as tall as men, thus dwarfed their counterparts. To top this off, they were also both very skilled at fighting as they were the two who had stopped Orena and Anatoly from moving forwards. Furthermore, these two Goblins were the main targets of the Shamans' healing and buffs. And yet despite all their advantages, these two Goblins were still sweating rivets and shaking with anxiety as they fought.

They were both tier-one Goblins and had managed to stop the strongest Humans by using their own strength and the strength of their Camp. But the truth of the matter was that neither of them were the leaders of the Camp, rather their mage Kyln was. But for some reason, neither Kyln nor the other tier-one Sentry boss was here.

If the two of them were here, it was for certain that the Humans would die off in seconds, after all, Kyln was a proper mage who could use multiple spells. But luck would have it that Kyln had instead disappeared just as the Emergency horn had been blown, and the Sentry boss hadn't returned after saying he would go find Kyln…

The Goblins felt hopeless as they faced the heavy assault, but they weren't alone in that feeling as the Humans felt the same, their limbs made out of stone. They had been swinging, dodging and killing for hours now, and yet they were still not in the centre of the Goblin Camp…

In fact things had looked good for a while after they had first sighted the Camp, but had only gone downhill since then as the battleline hadn't moved whatsoever in all this time due to the countless Goblins ready to replace the frontline. In truth, most of the survivors had already considered fleeing, but had immediately cast that thought away after realising that the Wolves would easily catch their weary arses.

It was as the two hopeless sides clashed that something broke the sick flow of the battle. A bright light appeared from the centre of the Goblin Camp, one that continued to increase in intensity.

Despite the frugal free-time and vision they had within their fights, Anatoly and Orena , who were both ahead of the rest, were able to see a purple Crystal in the centre of the Goblin Camp. It was this very crystal that was shining out the bright light into the surroundings.

The crystal was about the height of a Human and floated in mid-air, its flawless purple exterior seemingly absorbing all light as it had no reflection whatsoever. Ten seconds after the initial light, Anatoly and Orena saw a shocking sight. Out of the edges of the Crystal struggled out a Goblin, seemingly unaware that it was currently crawling out of solid matter…

The realisation dawned on the two; Anatoly immediately roaring out in the next second.

"FUCKING PUSH YOU BASTARDS. THE CRYSTAL IN THE CENTRE OF VILLAGE ---"

He stopped his roar for a second as he dodged another Goblin strike, before swinging his sword across its neck.

"--IS SOME KIND OF TELEPORTER. FUCKING DESTROY IT AND WE WIN!"

This roar was paramount to the outcome of the battle as the Humans pushed harder than ever before, no longer hopeless as they could finally see the end of this torment of a fight.

Most people were dry on mana after having used their skills during the prior fights, but this wasn't the case for Anatoly or Orena, both of whom hadn't used their skills to kill the simple Goblins. Now that the right moment was here, both of them used their skills as they began penetrating the Goblin line towards the crystal.

The Swordsman Goblin, alongside the normal Goblins attacking Orena, became terrified as the opponent in front of them became a Demon, causing them to tremble as she bolted forwards like real lightning, sparks of blood exploding around her as he spear moved faster and faster.

Akin to the Swordsman Goblin, the Wolf-rider Boss also found his life quickly come to an end as the Human he was fighting became a true monster, his actions now flawless, almost as if he was one with his sword. Anatoly skirted multiple attacks as he pushed forwards, every dodge coming so easily to his body, meanwhile all the shed Goblin blood from his attacks shot out like real bullets, piercing foe after foe.

The carnage that commenced was unstoppable as both Orena and Anatoly quickly made grounds, breaking away from the rest of the Humans within moments of activating their skills. But their skills were just skills at the end of the day, and thus had active times. These active times ran out before either of the two could reach the Crystal.

This should have caused them to become easy pickings as they were stranded from the rest of the Humans by a sea of Goblins. Instead, this wasn't to be the case as their surrounding Goblins felt every desire to run away from these two monsters, and thus only half-heartedly attacked them. Their skills had a double effect as not only did they kill tens of Goblins and Wolves within moments, but they also instilled terrible fear in the remaining ones.

Due to the little resistance against them, the two continued to push forwards and eventually reached the Crystal at around the same time. Behind both of them were trails of blood, bones and corpses.

They then began striking, smashing and piercing the Crystal, although to no obvious effect as the Crystal looked the same as before. Their actions also re-ignited anger and fear of their higher-ups within the Goblins, who doubled down their attacks on the two as they desperately tried to separate them from the Crystal.

While Orena and Anatoly had penetrated their way through the Goblin lines, the others hadn't just stood still but had instead followed.

The end of the fight was nigh as Anatoly's tenth smash into the Crystal caused a crack, albeit small. This caused the frightened Goblins to attack with even greater fervour, if such a thing was possible, finally managing to create some distance between Anatoly and the Crystal. However, focusing their resources on Anatoly had allowed Orena to have greater breadth and soon she too caused a crack to the flawless Crystal.

Now the Goblins' struggles were meaningless as they no longer had enough of them to stop the Humans as many more strikes hit the Crystal, the small cracks rapidly spreading across the surface.

"RAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWRRRRRR"

*crack*

The Goblins roared one last thunderous shriek before the Crystal completely cracked, shards falling onto the ground as Crystal dust filled the surroundings.

[You have destroyed the teleporter of the Invader Species: Goblins. Kill the remaining spawned Goblins to increase your contribution and be alive in ten minutes to receive your reward, which will be determined by your contribution.

Contribution can be stolen. A dead Contributor's points will be passed over to the killer.]

The remaining Goblins began frantically fleeing, no longer having rhyme nor reason to stay here. It was as their prey ran away that some of the Humans began turning their eyes towards each other, murder on their minds…