Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 399 - 176 Ant Kingdom, First Dungeon Strategy (10.4K)_6

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The middle-aged old goblin looked out at the scenery, his gaze somewhat erratic, his voice hoarse as he said, "Abandoning our comrades, that is a sad choice."

Kael felt no stirrings within his heart, and even felt a bit like laughing, yet his face remained devoid of any warmth as he responded, "Yes, the feeling of being powerless is really... too sad."

The old goblin fell silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, his voice rising as he said:

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"In this world, no one sounds the horn of counterattack with the presumption of failure. Captain Kael, this is not a reason for us to choose failure.

To seek peace through negotiations is to prolong the war. Chairman Ryan’s approach is wrong, it’s setting us up to lose our last chance at a counterstrike, becoming sheep awaiting slaughter by the Alliance."

"I cannot accept such an end, and so, I need your help!

Either we don’t fight, or we fight until those allied armies from various nations are pained to their core. This time I’ve come to bring you something—"

He took off the lead box that he’d been carrying and with a "clang," slammed it heavily on the table.

Kael furrowed his brow as he lifted it, his fingers applying a light pressure, and the solid lead box indented like mud, one end emitting a pathetic whine before crumbling into pieces and clattering onto the floor.

The lead box tilted, and amid the dull frictional noise, a bladeless sword hilt slid out, snatched nimbly out of the air by Kael.

The old goblin instinctively wanted to step back, but after realizing what he was doing, paused and remained still, staring at the one-handed sword as he explained, "This was the spoils of war we obtained nine years ago, after the first time we launched the deification plan and killed the flesh of the descended Evil God."

Upon hearing this, Kael’s hand involuntarily twitched, a rare sensation for someone typically so composed.

Regaining his composure, Kael gently caressed the chilly sword hilt and inserted a Demon Crystal into the groove on its side. The bladeless hilt burst forth with a high-speed collide of energies, and Kael knew, with the power of this sword, as long as the energy wasn’t exhausted, a single slash would be enough to make even the Holy Land bitterly regret it on the spot if they weren’t properly defended.

Although he was unable to take this item out with him, a rare smile appeared on Kael’s face: "Not bad."

The old goblin watched the dual-handed sword now held in Kael’s grasp and slowly said with a corner of his mouth curving into a smile:

"When we found the remains of the Evil God that year, we discovered that it had absorbed nearly all the surrounding Divine Power. It was quite unreasonable that mere remains could achieve such a feat.

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At this point, the old goblin paused and looked at Kael a few more times before slowly continuing:

"In the battles up to now, in order to delay the fall of Wandong City, we had no choice but to use the Anti-Casting Field Device, turning the surrounding area into an ’Absolute Magic Zone’ where casting spells is nearly impossible.

Apart from the thermal weapons that we goblins possess, those allied forces from various nations have basically been stripped of their ability to cast spells, significantly reducing their combat strength. Of course, not being able to use Magical Weapons is also a severe loss for us.

We goblins are known for our intelligence, not our strength, and in the entire Wandong City, the only one who could barely hold his own in hand-to-hand combat with those professionals is you."

"This weapon, upon colliding with professionals, will briefly disrupt the effects of the Anti-Casting Field Device due to the Divine Power particles contained in the blade. At that moment, it’ll be your opportunity for a counterattack against those stronger foes."

As Kael held the weapon, whose blade was slightly warm, he pulled his mouth into a calm and elegant smile: "You really think highly of me, don’t you?"

The ultimate weapon needed to be driven by ultimate violence, yet in this setting, Kael’s most powerful Magic link had been directly nullified.

Even so, he remained confident in his combat abilities.

He was extremely grateful to Sister Franca for having activated the ’Lion Heart’s Proof’ for him in advance. Without it, he wouldn’t even have a chance to defend himself.

Who could have imagined that there was equipment capable of erasing the ability to cast spells in Wandong City, as none of the numerous records from the Earth Mother Goddess Church had ever mentioned it?

But it didn’t matter.

As soon as he gripped the sword, he knew that this was the weapon he had been yearning for over the years.

Even having lost most of his combat capabilities, he could still use powers similar to his unique skills...

He reached out and gently stroked the Gluttonous Slime Queen "Aister," who lay dormant on his body.

Hehehe...

Should I say that the Goddess of Luck lifted the hem of her skirt for me?

If the Gluttonous Slime is fine, then the scale of victory has tilted in our favor.

Feeling the power that the sword bestowed upon him when he held it in his hand, Kael said, intoxicated, "Does this little fellow have a name?"

"You can call it Xiao Ye."

"Xiao Ye... does it mean ’all will be well after daybreak’?"

The Old Goblin didn’t answer his question and changed the subject:

"Your Ranger Squad has already assembled outside the city gate. Commander Kael, there’s not much territory left for the goblins to survive.

We can’t retreat anymore. If we retreat this time, our descendants will lose even their will to resist—we need a victory."

"No need for more words, I’m a soldier. All you need to tell me is what to do..."

Kael’s face showed a relaxed smile, "Of course, forgive my frankness, but I hope to hear the answer I want."

The Old Goblin fell silent, placed an iron box on the table, and pushed it towards him: "This is the second matter we need to discuss, Kael... This is the ultimate weapon Wandong City can offer—you can call it the ’Doom Bullet’."

Upon hearing this, Kael furrowed his brow and said in a low voice, "You want to use this to kill those Alliance troops?"

"We can’t kill many. They won’t gather together. The fatal damage of this weapon lies in the body contamination caused by the explosion... This thing, it’s made from the Evil God’s Flesh, as you know."

"So you are confident that I will take Xiao Ye and carry this thing that could blast me to the skies, to desperately fight the Alliance? Why on earth would I?"

The Old Goblin gazed at the silent city. Even as Wandong City neared collapse, this decaying city still witnessed the birth of new life, with infants inheriting their will, living in this world of despair.

That is, if this plan succeeds. Otherwise, even the hope to live becomes a luxury.

He showed Kael a gentle smile and said softly, "I will depart before you, so you won’t have to worry about loneliness on the road."

The Old Goblin took out a wrinkled cigarette box from his pocket, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Sending one’s own soldiers to die, I’m indeed a failed superior. But we swore to protect our kin."

Kael sighed, "Binding me with your death? No need for that."

Strictly speaking, the Old Goblin could be considered Kael’s foster father in this world.

Tch, suddenly having a father is pretty annoying.

Perhaps misunderstanding something, the Old Goblin laughed heartily and said,

"What, now you’re afraid that I’ll die? Don’t worry, kid, parting isn’t as scary as it seems.

650,000 hours later, when we oxidize into the wind, we could become two adjacent foam bubbles on the same glass of beer, two specks of dust snuggling under the same streetlight.

The atoms in the world don’t perish, and we will eventually meet again."

The Old Goblin laughed heartily, patting his shoulder, "The rest is up to you."

A gunshot resounded loudly, disturbing the quiet city.