I Am Not A Goblin Slayer-Chapter 311 - 217: Setback (Part 2)

Puchi!

He pulled out his arm, forcefully ripping out a giant bear monster’s heart, which was still beating vividly in his claw.

The warm and sticky sensation came from his hand, and Gauss placed the heart into his Storage Pouch.

The bear monster’s roar abruptly ceased, the disbelief and fear in its giant eyes slowly faded away, and finally, the light in them dimmed, as it fell backward with a crash.

"Elite Demon Bear Monster *1 has been slain."

Another Elite Point earned.

Gauss looked at the bear monsters who were killed within a few breaths, appreciating more the strength of the [Tough Scale Bloodline].

With the same blue-quality Racial Talent, this form’s speed and Magic Power amplification were much lesser compared to Ghost Form, but its strength and stamina were much stronger, and it relatively had less consumption, unlike Ghost Form which continuously depleted energy in "standby" mode.

He glanced into the distance.

Some soldiers were engaging in frontal combat with monsters scaling the city walls.

He thought for a moment, and with his left hand holding the White Magic Wand, he cast a spell, shooting a few Flaming Arrows, and with Precision, picked off the small monsters.

At the same time, the Clay Spider lunged forward.

Quickly clearing away the remaining monsters.

The soldiers, exhausted, leaned against the parapet, turned their bodies to look in his direction, unable to resist the curiosity of who had come to their aid.

Turning their heads.

They saw a man, covered in a layer of phosphorescent energy scales, with a single Dragon Claw, walking slowly towards them within the blazing firelight.

He exuded a ferocity akin to a beast.

Anyone caught in his gaze would instinctively avert their eyes, not daring to meet them directly.

As if...

As if what was approaching was not a human, but a humanoid Sub-dragon.

With each step he took, he left a shallow imprint on the ground, the not yet dried blood on the Dragon Claw dripping along the scales onto the charred ground, making a "tap" sound, which stood out prominently amidst the briefly stalled combat around.

A few of the Bottom Adventurers and soldiers he had just saved instinctively gripped their weapons tightly, their bodies slightly tensed, as a natural response to the presence of a powerful creature.

"Are you injured?"

Only when Gauss spoke, with that clear human voice, did the tension among everyone slightly ease, replaced by deeper awe and gratitude.

"Th...thank you for your aid, sir." A soldier who looked like a squad leader mustered the courage to thank him, his voice carrying a hint of hoarseness.

Gauss nodded slightly, his gaze passing over the soldiers, surveying the inner and outer city walls.

The monsters had completely flooded the camp.

Adventurers arriving from elsewhere were entangled in gruesome battles with the monsters amid the burning shantytown.

Beyond the walls, those rear Elite Demons were also clashing with several figures.

Though the night was dark, the Tough Scale Bloodline endowed him with a special visual ability to perceive creatures in the darkness, allowing him to see the surrounding situation clearly.

Overall, it was not optimistic.

Among the monsters attacking the city this time, the proportion of Elite Demons was not small.

Under their leadership, even the seemingly ordinary bottom-tier monsters usually exhibited astonishing power.

"Can you continue fighting?" Gauss’s voice thickened a bit, carrying an almost imperceptible, resonant hum.

"Yes, sir!" The weary soldiers struggled to stand up straight, grasping their weapons once again.

"Then follow me." Gauss said in a deep voice.

In such chaotic situations, an extra person meant extra strength, not to mention these soldiers themselves had undergone rigorous training, effectively organized they could still be of help.

"Understood, sir!" Their tone became somewhat excited.

They could tell that Gauss possessed extraordinary prowess, and following him would undoubtedly be safer than huddling together in a small group.

The soldiers naturally followed Gauss’s lead, obeying his commands.

In the battlefield, formidable strength is always the best assurance of having a say.

Gauss led at the front, relying on the destructive power of the Power Field Dragon Claw, charging through the battlefield fiercely. The White Magic Wand in his left hand would occasionally instantly release a Magic Missile or Flaming Arrow, precisely taking out distant enemies, instantly rescuing soldiers or Adventurers in dire straits.

Aaliyah and Serdur soon rejoined him.

As they had previously imbued themselves with the [Gauss Force Field], they were not injured, although some bloodstains inevitably marred their bodies.

Ulfen and Aik were the same.

"Gauss, what’s this?" Aaliyah looked at Gauss’s energy scales and his obviously unusual Dragon Claw on his right arm, a bit stunned.

In just a few minutes since they parted, Gauss’s appearance had changed dramatically.

"You can consider it a special spell." Gauss briefly explained.

Serdur, at the side, flicked his tongue to capture the scent molecules around him.

His face showed an expression that indeed confirmed his thoughts.

No wonder during the battle earlier, he caught a vaguely familiar but strange scent; turns out it was the captain’s bloodline power making another breakthrough.

No matter how Gauss explained it, Serdur already had an answer in his heart.

The aura emanating from Gauss made him feel a bit conflicted, close yet faintly oppressive at the same time.

It felt like being subjected to some sort of suppression, his internal Half-Snake Man bloodline slightly unnerved.

"Let’s leave the city wall first."

Gauss said to his two companions.

Behind him, unwittingly, quite a few people had already gathered.