I, the Goblin King: Rise to Dominate the Other World-Chapter 67 – Goblin Fury evolves wildly, magic-infused Goblin!

"Your Majesty, do you want me to never be forgiven? Why must even you treat me this way?"

Alice Nia raised her tear-streaked face.

Seeing this, Charles II dropped his sword and walked out helplessly.

As he passed by the Holy Mother at the door, he said heavily, "Please, call for the Cardinal."

The Cardinal, usually dressed in a red monk's robe, held a position second only to the High Pope, with strength far surpassing that of the Holy Temple Guards. He was also a potential candidate for the papacy.

The Holy Mother sighed and went to fetch him.

Soon, a barefoot figure in a red robe, with a hooded cap obscuring his face, arrived outside the church.

Upon seeing King Lionheart, he lowered his hood to reveal his appearance.

He appeared to be around fifty, bald, with a red cross tattooed on his forehead, and deep golden eyes.

Charles II quickly said, "Cardinal, I leave this matter to you. I simply cannot do it."

"May the Lord help the Sword Saintess through this ordeal."

The Cardinal then donned his hood and entered the church, praying before the golden crucifix.

From afar, Alice noticed him and warily gripped the now dull and rusty holy sword.

"Cardinal, I hope you leave. I don't want to hear anything right now," Alice Nia said coldly, standing up with her sword.

The Cardinal made a sign of the cross, clasped his hands, and said, "The Deity will not abandon you; it is you who have abandoned the Deity. Hand over the goblin to me, Princess Alice..."

Before he could finish, Alice's icy blade was already at the Cardinal's face!

"Advanced Holy Technique: Sacred Body Golden Light!"

"Bang!"

A burst of golden light erupted from him, knocking Alice's sword from her hand.

In the next second, the Cardinal, holding a cross, activated another skill, "Advanced Holy Technique: Sacred Judgment Cage!"

"Buzz!"

A sphere of holy light descended from the sky, trapping Alice.

Now, her strength was weak, and without a weapon, she had no power to resist.

The Cardinal looked at the goblin minion still dismantling a wooden horse and then at the giant Jesus statue in front of him.

He picked up a nearby sword and approached.

Alice knelt on the ground, kowtowing, "No! Please don't! This is my punishment; I must accept the Deity's punishment! I have no divine power left!"

"Swish!"

However, for someone of the Cardinal's high status, decisions were made swiftly.

He ended it as quickly as possible.

He thrust the sword through the goblin minion's head.

Seeing this, Alice cried out in heart-wrenching agony, knowing she could never be forgiven by the Deity.

She felt breathless, slowly losing consciousness, and fainted on the ground.

The Cardinal withdrew the cage and left the church, saying, "Your Majesty, the rest is up to you."

With that, he departed.

Charles II hurried inside and immediately saw the goblin minion dead at the foot of the Jesus statue.

The weight on his heart was lifted.

He quickly went to check on the unconscious Alice Nia.

Fortunately, she was unharmed.

"Holy Mother, please take care of Alice. I must now give an explanation to the people of the empire."

Charles II said, carrying the goblin minion's body outside the palace.

At this moment, many protesting residents had gathered.

Each one was glaring with extreme anger.

"Kill the goblin! The Sword Saintess is unworthy of wielding the holy sword again!"

"Is that person still the Sword Saintess we once knew? Raising a goblin! Disgusting!"

"Ugh! I used to like her so much, but she's just trash! A sword-wielding bitch! Disgusting!"

The insults and slanders were endless.

Charles II, with a grim face, carried the goblin's body down the high steps.

The residents' voices suddenly fell silent.

Their eyes were fixed on the goblin's corpse!

After a long silence, they erupted in cheers!

"Long live His Majesty! Finally, this monster has been eradicated for us!"

"Goblins deserve to die! They all deserve to die!"

"Where's that damn Sword Saintess? Is she dead?"

"I think she should just die!"

The residents cheered, chanting long live King Lionheart.

Charles II threw the goblin's corpse into the crowd, "I've given you the explanation you wanted, but anyone who says another bad word about the Sword Saintess will face the consequences!"

These words silenced those who were still cursing.

Charles II then turned and returned to the palace, his back seeming incredibly heavy.

For he did not know what Alice would become when she awoke.

The next day.

Charles II, already feeling guilty, was lost in thought in the kingdom's Holy Temple.

The sudden intrusion of the Holy Mother brought shocking news, "Your Majesty! Alice, she's gone!"

"What!"

Charles II stood up from the throne in a panic!

The Holy Mother looked innocent, "This morning, when I went to bring her food, the room was empty."

"She's mentally unstable now, and something could easily happen. Someone! Someone! Send out all the scouts to find her!"

Charles II was completely flustered, not expecting things to turn out this way.

If anything happened to the Sword Saintess, it would not only be a huge blow to him but also a loss for the entire kingdom.

However, when the residents heard that the Sword Saintess had escaped, they began to mock her.

In a tavern.

The tavern owner looked around, confirming there were no members of the royal family, and whispered, "Hey, did you hear? That damn Sword Saintess ran away!"

"Ran away? Where to?"

At this moment, an epic-level adventurer drinking in the tavern curiously asked.

He was a regular at this tavern and a somewhat famous figure in the royal city.

Known as the 'Sinful Swordsman,' 'Aldrich.'

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Everyone was drawn in.

The tavern owner shook his head, "I don't know, I just heard it from a scout who came here to drink today."

Aldrich sneered, "Who cares, that bitch was even defiled by goblins, better off dead, she disgusts me."

"Exactly, her brain must have been messed up by goblins, raising a goblin minion! Disgusting!"

Everyone chimed in.

In their eyes, the person they once respected was now full of disdain.

At this moment, a young man couldn't help but say, "But the Sword Saintess has always served us, repelling so many magical creatures and enemies that threatened the kingdom."

"If she doesn't do it, someone else will. Whoever picks up the holy sword must take on that responsibility, don't make it seem like we owe her."

Aldrich grabbed the young man's neck and coldly replied.

Now, it seemed that anyone who said a good word about the Sword Saintess would be targeted for criticism.

The young man could only quietly leave the tavern, not daring to speak up.

...

The timeline shifts back to when Klein's army was retreating from the Great Tomb.

Lin Tian handed a few humans to the Man-eating Eagle, "Lord, consider this my thanks for your help this time."

"Little Tian, I accept your kindness. We magical creatures must unite, or we'll be driven to the brink by humans," the Man-eating Eagle said, touched.

Lin Tian nodded, spending the following days capturing magical creatures in the forest, stockpiling enough food.

The tribe's population would surge later, requiring a large supply to sustain them.

Not just to sustain, but also to enhance their strength, a lot of flesh was needed.

"Boss, I feel like I'm about to evolve!"

In the tribe, Goblin Fury, who was carrying deer into the smokehouse, suddenly said.

Everyone gathered around.

Lin Tian was slightly surprised, checking his status, "It's true, level seventy, about to evolve into a Leader Type."

Now, while not every goblin in the tribe could evolve into an Overlord Type, Leader Type was more than sufficient.

With ten different species of seventh-tier magical creatures, plus humans and dozens of low-tier magical creatures, they could be used freely.

Goblin Fury roared in pain.

It felt like all his bones were breaking.

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His body twisted and writhed on the ground, emitting scorching steam!

His skin seemed to be burning!

Chunks of skin were visibly burned away, revealing raw flesh beneath.

But soon, the burned skin began to regenerate.

It turned into a black-purple color with a web-like pattern, faintly glowing blue between the cracks.

And his original four arms became six!

Two more sprouted from his waist, and two from his back.

The two hands on his back burned with a ghostly blue flame.

His physique hadn't changed much, just becoming a 'black-skinned athlete.'

"A Demonized Goblin! A very rare species!"

At this moment, the Goblin Slayer exclaimed in surprise.

Demonized Goblins usually evolved from consuming a large number of magical creatures, with a very small chance of becoming one.

Their biggest feature was being able to use some magic attacks!

[Goblin Fury: Lv70

Species: Goblin

Profession: Dark Mage

Titles: Demonized Newborn, Gluttonous Glutton, Divine Blessing...

Life: 2000

Strength: 501

Defense: 540

Skills: Evil Hand, Demon Flame, Brutal Charge, High-Pressure Domain

Equipment: None

Overall: 3100]

Lin Tian was slightly surprised, thinking this guy ate so much that he'd become useless.

But it turned out he was lucky enough to become the rarest species!

Now, he was the strongest in the tribe, aside from Lin Tian himself.

The thought of a magic-wielding goblin was terrifying.