Waking up, he realized, Ah, will these get me trouble? What were those eyes? He felt anxious; he was concerned so much that he wanted to ask Butler, but he wasn't sure, as the consequences of informing Butler were simply uncertain, and because of his lack of trust in anyone, it was daunting and confusing to him as to what to say and whom to say it.
Today, in his free time, he tried to use gravity magic. It is one of the most beginner-friendly spells, as even if there was an error, it wouldn't outright kill, and that's what he thought, but in reality, gravity magic wasn't exactly gravity magic, as one could only make the mass and attraction of an object dense in a sense; its inherent force of attraction was similar to magnets for a while, but everything else was hard.
There are mainly three ways to manipulate gravity. One is to make the ground have more power density by adding mana to specific objects.
Another way to communicate with spirits is to use arrays. There is another one where the gods use absolute will or command, which is a kind of authority or absolute power over an element like some special water. They could also command anything, like making people bend and so on.
Arian was testing his theory that objects could reduce their density or gravity if they were sucked out of mana, which proved to work on enhanced stone, which was
Although this was more of a binding skill than gravity, which does not use any kind of tentacles or ropes, what mattered was his being able to practice using mana.
Another way was to communicate with spirits or use an array. Some gods used absolute will or command, which was a kind of authority and absolute power over an element, like some special race. They could also command anything, like making people bend and so on.
Arian was testing his theory that objects' density or gravity could be reduced if they were sucked out of mana, which proved to work on an enhanced stone that wasn't working properly as he lacked precise control.
leaving that, he prepared himself to visit the dungeon that his father used as an experiment lab. He prepared himself and took dozens of sharp training swords and a pair of purple-black daggers.
Arian watched glowing silver writings like a border separating safe life from mortal danger on the path leading to the dark, cavernous underground dungeon. The old man, who was watching through his divine eyes, from which he could watch others without any matter or medium, noticed this developing situation, curious as he wanted to confirm if he was a time or shadow god.
Arain kept looking at a distance cautiously, making sure he wouldn't be detected by the old butler, but for the old man and butler, it seemed that Arian could somehow detect the gaze of God and was annoyed by it.
Arian approached slowly with protection gear on him and two two-layer clothes, wondering if he was rushing after reassuring himself that he had planned B. He crossed the silvery glowing lines of writing.
He noticed a dead goblin that wasn't rotting, but one could tell it was completely drained out of blood with only a bite on its neck.
Suddenly, he heard a primal roar.
He saw two goblins trying to eat each other. His thoughts wandered around his previous life documents and his encounters with aliens.
He didn't breathe frozen. He slowly stepped back and tried to increase his strength by flowing mana within him and manipulating gravity, although two goblins were far away. It somehow detected him and ran towards him, calling and commanding other goblins with its scorching, weirdly giggling sound. With abnormal speed and ferocity, it reached near Arian to bite his neck.
Using his top-notch library of techniques, he efficiently killed six goblins, with a little bit of trouble killing two red-eyed pale green goblins as they jumped back too fast, coordinating attacks back and forth, but Arian used his inventory ring to throw his dagger to its eyes.
He killed six of them, or what he thought he did, but one of them hadn't died. As it hadn't had its heads cut off, it was still alive and kicking, but it pretended to be dead with the rest of them.
Because of the call cry, around 15 goblins rushed towards him. Arian, changing his blood-soaked swords, started moving like a machine with precise control, changing swords the second he got a chance to avoid losing their effectiveness due to blood and impact, killing dozens of goblins. Though his stunt had left him completely exhausted, Arian was overjoyed with both his deed and his gifted, well-trained body.
Arian looked like a primal warrior, with splashes of blood like his ripped clothes revealing his well-toned abs and arm muscles holding a blood-dripping dual sword He looked badass from the back, like a game character slightly bent because of exhaustion
Just as he was calling it a day, goblins with red, sharp eyes came in a flash and bit Arian in the shoulder. He was surprised by its speed, and then the pain of getting bit came.
He hissed in pain and quickly slashed his upper head. It fell on him, taking a small chunk of flesh, but he was shocked to find that it was the same abnormal-looking goblin he killed at the first wave, almost healed from its previous injury. He quickly found out that taking its head off would kill it.
He tried to activate gravity magic, which barely worked. Realizing he should have practiced simentaiouis magic and fighting at once, he started to use the mana technique for survival, which consisted of moving mana throughout the body to run faster and longer.
but soon other pale-looking goblins came, leading green goblins. He fought and fought, running back, realising he was fed up real bad by not considering that they could have bread and had a food source. The minute he got a chance to flee, he ran. He was now out of breath. His lungs were burning, but he could see an illuminating white carving at the end of the road.
He got bit by another red-eyed thing trying to suck life out of him. He slowed down, but the minute he slowed, other greenies also jumped in to eat. He got rid of them, screaming in anger and frustration. He crossed a literal lifeline, and he fainted at last.
Red-eyed, pale-looking goblins smiled creepily and ordered the rest of the goblins to go back. They tried to cross the line using an Arian artifact that was in his neck, and it said, Tich tich.
Meanwhile, Butler: time to meddle
Upon waking up, Arian was fully wrapped in a bandage. He quickly looked around cautiously and called Butler.
old man, yes, young master
What the fuck are those goblins?
Are they supposed to be that fast and strong, and what's up with that fast healing?
are they fucking trolls?
continued in the next chapter.