"Boom!"
Gauss swung his right arm, and the weapons of a few goblins nearby with slightly red eyes snapped, along with their bodies as if struck by a heavy hammer, instantly flying backward.
A faint sound like a balloon leaking could still be heard, the sound of the goblins' fragile life withering and shattering in Gauss's hands.
Too weak!
"Monster kill count: 3975"
This scene truly encapsulated the fragility of life.
Just like the thin wings of an autumn cicada, lightly folded, then shattered at the fingertips.
Simultaneously, a gush of warm energy occasionally flowed from the dead goblins into Gauss's body like a trickling stream, restoring the stamina he had lost.
That was the second effect of [Goblin Slaughterer], the blood thirst was triggered.
Having regained a small amount of stamina, Gauss's pace did not stop.
Arrows rained down from afar, yet he did not dodge at all.
