Blessed by Night



77 Mal is Traumatized®

Malachi appeared within a dimly lit cave that smelled nothing short of deplorable.

There were small hastily made torches embedded into the walls, and all around him were pieces of shredded clothing and trinkets. He immediately recognized these types of surroundings, and he was suddenly filled with a desire to turn around and go home.

A moment later, both Bianca and Aisha passed through as well and they quickly covered their noses from the rancid smell.

"Hobgoblins... I would've picked a more conservative outfit if I'd know that they were in the dungeon."

"Ditto." Bianca muttered as she looked at her massive chest and exposed belly.

Just like regular goblins, hobgoblins were effectively sex on legs as all of their thoughts seemed to be focused on screwing until they were soggy.

The only difference was that hobgoblins were much closer to adult size and could put up a better fight while also utilizing the poison and trickery they mastered while they were young.

Suddenly, Aisha recalled that her friend had a particular apprehension to these creatures after accidentally coming across some of their handiwork on the dark side of the internet.

Poor Mal had been traumatized ever since.

Even his favorite manga about a guy being reincarnated as a goblin had been completely off limits.

"You good?" Aisha asked with a mocking smile.

Just before Mal could respond, the sound of several footsteps echoed off the walls of the cavern, and several monsters appeared carrying torches and rusty weapons.

There were around twenty of them, and they all had mottled green skin and crazed red eyes burning with wickedness and lust.

Their massive mouths hung open to reveal cracked and broken teeth of every shape and size, and long purple tongues that licked their lips in anticipation.

Among this group of twenty, around half were females who were looking at Mal like he was a slab of meat.

"Maeraka!!"

The lead hobgoblin ordered the rest to rush forward, and it's underlings immediately moved to claim their prizes.

However, they did not get very far.

As soon as the goblins started moving towards the humans, ten gleaming silver knives were flung from Malachi's hands.

The daggers seemingly took on a life of their own as they cut through the air at an inhuman speed and sliced up the bodies of the goblins like they were made of butter.

Disbelieving screams filled the air as the bodies of the hobgoblins were pierced all over, reducing their figures into piles of mincemeat in no more than a few seconds.

Different from mana ore which are used for construction, mana stones have much greater applications for use.

Despite their use appearing as no more than cosmetic, just one of these fist sized stones is enough to power a small building for two years, and it is theorized that a football sized purple one would be enough to power an entire state for ten.

Needless to say, these stones are very rare and simply acquiring two in the same dungeon is seen as a gift from the gods.

And now the three members of immortal moon were staring at thousands of them.

"Looks like I'm getting a raise." Bianca said excitedly.

Aisha and Malachi nodded along in stunned agreement, neither of them able to take their eyes off the glowing ceiling overhead.

Mentally, they were already imagining the absurd amount of money that would hit their accounts later and they could not have been more ecstatic.

Suddenly, the heavy sound of footsteps echoed from the cavern around them, and the group were reminded that they had only just entered this dungeon, and there was much more work to be done.

The group were expecting more hobgoblins, but instead of the ravenous monsters they were anticipating, they were greeted by a herd of orcs that numbered well into the fifties.

"Humans! Keep them away from the treasured and take the women alive!" The lead orc ordered.

The eyes of the blessed nearly popped out of their skulls.

While wasn't uncommon for monsters to talk, they did not speak in a dialect that humans could comprehend.

So for one to suddenly begin speaking english.. it was strange beyond belief.

"Did he just..."

"No time to worry about that, they're coming!"

The orcs did not hesitate to charge at the intruders and Bianca and Aisha responded accordingly.

While Bianca pulled out twin bronze gauntlets, Aisha reached inside of her storage ring and pulled out a black and gold Naginata that was aglow with a purple light.

Malachi stepped in between the two of them, looking quite different from his usual self.

His already tall frame had gone up another foot in height, making him 7'5.

Powerful muscles had bloomed all across his body, and his skin was now covered with a thin layer of dark black fur.

His long dreads had shrunk considerably and now resembled a proud mane of dark black hair.

The claws on his fingers were so long they resembled his knives, and seemed as though they were capable of cutting through even the thickest of metals with a single slice.

He removed his mask and clipped it onto his belt, revealing his face that was no longer human but instead a monstrous lion's.

"Leave at least one of them alive. We need to know what they can tell us."

""Right!""

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