Goblin Slayer: Endless Hunting Novels & Stories

This creature was called a Green Goblin. Once the dead goblin fell onto the ground its body was engulfed in crimson flames that swallowed it whole. The flames lit up the dark environment, and several other burnt up corpses could be seen littered all around the place. The corpse of the beast was quite tough, for it took more than three seconds for it to burn up completely. And this was a magnificent feat considering that Mane’s flames couldn’t be handled by anyone below the Earth Realm. The goblin was only a Middle Class Magical Beast, but its tough skin made it almost impossible for Thrashers to kill it. Added to the fact that they attacked in huge numbers and had pretty excellent teamwork,

said Randey. “That’s what’s troubling. As we searched for any possible survivors, we came upon evidence that the attacks had been carried out by Goblins.” “Goblins!” exclaimed Keyla. He nodded grimly. “At one of the farms, there had been more of a struggle. We found the body of a dead Goblin among the debris. Why they did not burn it or take it with them, I cannot say. But that is most definitely what it was. We burned the corpse ourselves. In addition, at one of the other burned homesteads, we found a dagger that was certainly of Goblin origin. I had one of my men take that back to the Hall of Champions to alert the First Commander of the Grenyaar, and to have it examined for clues of its s

@dog_food_cicada__: "Ok! for the people who want context. Here you go: Recently, There was a collaborative hunt organized by the Green boards. Four major clans took part in it: Clan Gaia, Clan Ghost Ravens, Clan Phoenix Gods, and the White Clan as well. However, none of them anticipated that this would be the most embarrassing hunt of their life. Apart from these clans there were several individual and clanless parties also joined bringing the total of 157 hunters. Now the interesting part is that one of those clanless parties was called 'Eye of Rha'. I don't know exactly what this party was thinking but on that day they were out for blood. There were a lot of things that happened that day.

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

She raised her Ghoul-Locker Spear and swept it away. Killing a Holy Land Realm cultivator might be very difficult. But killing a Pulse Control Realm cultivator was as easy as drinking water. After a while, the corpses fell to the ground. After doing all this, Solana Gibson felt a little stuffy in her chest and her head was dizzy. Her feet stepped on the ground as if she were stepping on cotton. Her vision also turned black and she could see stars everywhere. However, she still relied on her Ghoul-Locker Spear to stand up straight and look in the direction of the spirit boat.

The Hunter shrieked, its humanoid form flickering, core unstable, energy surging unpredictably. We pressed forward, every strike coordinated, every movement a dance of survival and fury. My wolf surged, claws ripping, teeth sinking, energy spiraling outward in a living weapon. The Hunter’s core pulsed violently, splitting into multiple fragments, each one more powerful than before. It’s adapting faster than we can fight! Azrael shouted. We focused on the largest fragment, the core. Energy surged, claws striking, bond flaring. Each hit caused sparks to erupt, sending debris flying. The forest trembled under the sheer force.

"The weapon has awakened." The Hunter removed the chains personally. Inside rested a spear unlike any forged by mortal hands. Its blade shimmered with dull silver etched in crimson runes. The air around it seemed to recoil. "After all these centuries..." The Hunter lifted it carefully. "The Queen Slayer still remembers its purpose." Another Hunter knelt. "The prophecy has begun." Their leader smiled beneath his hood. "So has the ending." He turned toward the eastern horizon where the Lycan Kingdom stood. "Prepare every assassin." "Every blade."

His eyes shone crimson as he licked his blood strained lips. "This". He held the glass. Leaning back into Stephen’s chest sniffing his neck. It soothed him. Relaxed him. "Good one Callum . It’s a deer. You sure you want this"? Saint reconfirmed. Callum nodded a yes and the next moment they all gasped when Saint took all shots bottom up. "Yumm". They all laughed looking at him enjoying the treat. "Someone taking lessons. Wow. It’s not so you Stephen". Suddenly the door opened to Zol and they all were shocked.

Zelena. Tobias took off and tackled the closest hunter, sinking his teeth deep into the hunter’s side. With a vigorous shake of his head, the body of the hunter tore in half. I turned my focus back to Gunner. He was clearly a skilled and strong fighter, even in his human form. But there were still too many hunters. I flung my arm at the closest one to him, sending the hunter flying back towards the wall of a cabin. The next two I lifted high into the sky and pulled them back down to the ground at impossible speed. I quickly remembered the traps around the village. I sent two hunters flying toward the giant hole filled with spikes. Another one I pushed into the line of fire from a flame throw

I watched for a moment before walking toward my door. As I was shutting it, I heard Elena whisper, “Go get your man, Auntie.” I shook my head. That girl was a disaster walking, and I absolutely adored the organized chaos that was Elena. I quietly crept down the stairs before slipping out the back door and into the forest. I stopped beneath his tree, looking up, scanning the tree for him but not finding him. “I know you’re here, ‘Sprey. I can feel you.” He sighed as he swung himself down out of the tree. “Hey, Scarlett. I was just leaving. I was hunting a squirrel. They’re fast and good to hunt to keep myself fresh and-”