Goblin Slayer: Endless Hunting Novels & Stories

Crown HUD (new permanent alert, blood-red text): SEVERED CIRCLE – ACTIVE HUNTERS Status: 6 / 7 shards still intact Next projected Revenant manifestation: within 7–14 days They will pursue when you are not on protected pack ground. The hunt is mutual. I look at Remy, at Seras, at the valley sleeping outside the window. Thirty-eight pieces left. Six ancient sorcerers who literally helped write the rules of my power, now trying to kill me with them. Good. I always work better when the odds say I should be scared. Let them come. School’s Monday through Friday. Every other minute belongs to the storm. The Monastery of Mages and Wizards, Shambhala December 15, 2026 – 02:47 a.m. Himalayan time

I don’t want to dirt his bed. "There's nothing like this in our village. I'm just used to street games," I said while looking at the words 'Game over' on the screen of his big television. "Street games, huh?" That seemed new to him. I turned to Luxious. "Street games like: chasing, hide-and-seek, heaven and hell, and more. It's fun especially when you have a lot of friends." Luxious went silent. "Why?" I was nervous at the expression on his face.

The room fell silent as the girl glared at me. Rachel interrupted the awkward silence by suggesting a walk outside for some fresh air. I agreed and off we went. The rain has stopped and the sun had finally made an appearance. Birds were singing away in the trees and children were playing happily around us. I listened as Rachel explained the girl who was called Gina, had been an orphan from a pack that had been destroyed in a bad attack years ago. The old Alpha of this pack had allowed her to join this pack. She was only four years old and the only survivor.

James opened the bottle of wine and enjoyed the drink in his glass, taking each sip calmly. Silently, he celebrated his brilliant victory. It had been a long road since he had hired the private detective. There had been many false leads, many closed doors, and misunderstandings. He thought all was lost. After a few minutes, he smiled sideways and lit a cigar, letting it burn on the bed while deliberately knocking over some lit candles on the curtains. Within minutes, the room was filled with fire and smoke.

' "Soon, the land those stingey elves coveted, rich with life, magic crystals, and priceless treasure shall become mine! I shall rule over these lands and raise my status from Shaman Goblin to Goblin King!" The self-proclaimed goblin shaman was crazy with greed as he got ready to summon his most powerful spell yet. "Perish from the land of the living, foolish humans! Jet Black Cannon!" A large black spell circle appeared and fired a cannon of black mana, scorching the ground, heading directly towards Jessie. Clutching her spear, Jessie stood relaxed and collected. "Guess I gotta counter it." Changing her stance, Jessie got ready to launch her spear. "Heavens Shattering Light!" With an impre

she offered, staring wearily at the approaching goblins, their hands frozen as if they couldn’t control the magic they had. “Right. But make it deep”, Hector replied before he positioned himself. And she did, the goblins that once walked slowly with triumphed smiles now screeched loudly for about a minute before a loud thump sounded out. “That’s a bit too deep, isn’t it?” Alexis sighed. “No. It’s perfect”. And like hell had unleashed fire burned the fallen goblins. And the few that linger above growled at them, realising their opponents weren’t easy prey. They lunged at the three, throwing sharp ice sharps at them, they were quickly melted with Hectors fire. Adam immobilised them with electr

And without the nagging from his conscience across the table. For the next thirty minutes, they discussed strategy and alternate strategy in case they found themselves with more opponents than expected. Several plans were made, depending on whether their target hunted with the pack or waited somewhere else. Eventually, William was satisfied they had a plan for each possible scenario. They loaded the car down with the usual cache of weapons, making especially sure they had plenty of silver-tipped ammunition. From personal experience, William knew the crippling agony of silver. No immortal could fight with the pain searing through their veins, which was why he used it when he was forced to pla

Blakk’s group & the Shane Gang fire their slugs & ghouls towards each other. As I continued to run I looked to my left to see Ghouls while on my right slugs Eli & Dr. Blakk were surprised to see an unknown inkling running & dodging both slugs & ghouls with a flowish motion similar to parkourers do. Then I jump somersault into the air looking at the ground and put my Dharkonis Ghoul & Galeemis Slug named Nightmare & Daybreak in my blasters then I pointed the Nightmare at Dr. Blakk while Daybreak at the Shane Gang and shouted “Checkmate!!” Then I fired the blasters at the same time Nightmare & Daybreak reached their slug velocity mode and hit their targets with pinpoint accuracy blinding both

Isabella said and for the first time in this conversation, Sophia giggled to herself when she heard this because she knew in actuality that it was her that would ruin the genes of Ronnell due to her bad eyesight. Ronnell noticed this, she looked so fucking cute. Licking her tongue discreetly, wetting her lips in either lust or excitement. In a dark room, devoid of any sun rays or light, sat a man with blood dripping from his lips and eyes shining through the abyss. The clock ticked, a sound that seemed endless for one that couldn’t die. The relevance of time was lost on vampires because time is the one time they had an unlimited amount regardless of how much passes.

- his unseeing look spoke of the memories that surfaced in his memory. - Not all Elian. Some of the hunters are too young. They are raised to hate supernatural beings. They are manipulated like puppets. They lead us without letting us know what we really are. - What do you suggest? Brandon spoke up. - Reach out! The Slayer leaned back in his chair and grinned grimly. - Do you think for so many centuries no one has tried? - They're not me. - Don't be so self-confident.