Immortality System: The Last Human's Transmigration

Clenching my fists tightly, I could feel an insurmountable amount of excitement boil deep within me. Every fiber of my being was telling me to fight with all I had. My muscles were aching and finally...

[Requirments met]

[Blood Eyes activated]

[Blood Energy Unleashed]

*BOOM*

An enormous amount of energy left my body in a powerful and chaotic wave that sent the armored hobgoblin beside me flying towards the wall of the throne room. However, unlike the dead hobgoblin and the alive one a few meters away, the spear-wielding creature stood still, a glint of amusement within its eyes.

The creature had green skin, yet unlike the hobgoblins that had olive green skin, the spear-wielding creature seemed to have skin that shone like emerald crystals, reflecting the light of the room and giving it an aura worthy of a king.

[Goblin chief]

[Information: The chief and commander of a goblin tribe. A goblin chief takes care of a tribe and makes sure that everyone lives in an orderly sustainable manner. There can be several goblin chiefs in a single area, but they do not compare to the goblin lords or goblin kings is neither physical nor political power.]

Seeing this, I could not help but get even more excited. It felt weird for me to become so excited over something so simple, but I still remember feeling this same sensation when I had fought again the beast horde as well as many other beasts in the forest before and after my second death.

Every time I fought, it was as if a void within my chest was being filled up, yet when the fight ended, it was like the area was beginning to leak until eventually, it became empty once again.

Before the goblin chief could attack me, it looked back at its minion with a stern gaze, yet even though it had only looked back for a second, I quickly took advantage of the situation and flickered away.

In the next second, the minion saw me appear before its comrade's corpse before snatching one of the swords for myself and getting into a fighting position.

Honestly, I knew that I was not the best when it came to handling swords. I had never touched one before nor had I tried to swing and kill another living being with it. However, when I had touched the hilt of the sword and finally held it firmly within my hand, it felt like the holt had always belonged there.

A sense of familiarity washed over me and I took a stance almost on instinct. It was only then that I remembered what had happened again the T-rex and what I had dreamed about before.

'117 billion souls... A memory of a situation that I had never experienced. Familiarity with weapons that I had never held in all my lives...' My eyes narrowed down but I still held my ground.

I was not stupid. I knew that there was a chance that my theory was correct and that somehow, I was accessing the memories of the souls that I had gathered when I had died. The real question is why?

From what I knew, the souls should have been absorbed by the system to gain enough energy, yet for some reason they had been watching over me this whole time, assisting me whenever I needed assistance, and giving me opportunities and power beyond my comprehension when I needed it most. One example of this would be the inheritance that they had bestowed upon me.

The goblin chief on the other hand didn't seem to care about my inner monologue as it shot toward me without any hesitation.

I watched it blur past its minion and appear 2 meters in front of me with its spear thrust forward ready to stab through my heart if I did not move in time.

Seeing this, I swiftly side-stepped and turned on my heel, spinning around and evading the spear by a hairsbreadth.

With the goblin chief saw this, its brows furrowed while it twisted its flexible lean muscular body, only covered by plants that it seemed to use as underwear just like all the other goblins and hobgoblins.

Its white hair fluttered in the air while its spear only grew closer as the goblin chief once again thrusted it in my direction. However, before it could gain the full momentum of the thrust, I used pinpoint and lowed my mana by one point and held my sword vertically before swinging in front of me and to the side.

With the same ease as breathing, my hands just performed a move that normally takes people several years to master. While I couldn't use most of the techniques and information that I had gained from the Arsis Dagger Art, I still found a way to use the knowledge of parrying while using a sword rather than a dagger or short sword.

Granted, the parry wasn't perfect, but it was more than enough for it to allow me to diver the attack and now be on the offensive.

Without a hint of hesitation, I swing my sword horizontally towards its torso, yet in the last second, I watched it let go of the spear and jump back a few centimeters, barely evading my attack.

As it landed, it once again looked at me but not with the same amusement as before. I could feel that it had gotten serious and was no longer going to play around.

"A bit too late for that-." The sentence halted in my throat before I was forced to roll to the side, unable to believe what happened before my very eyes.

Right before I was about to mock the goblin chief for letting go of its spear, I felt an enormous amount of dread hit me with the amount that immediately told me that my life would be in danger if I didn't dodge immediately.

My fear of death quickly rose while thoughts appeared in my head of how my contract with Blanca would cease to exist the moment I were to die.

Furrowing my brows, I used all the power I could musted within my left leg and dashed to the right before rolling on the ground and eventually reaching a sliding stop.

I watched as the spear that had landed behind me flew towards the hand of the goblin chief before he turned to me with a cold glare that I tried to ignore.

I quickly stood up once again, but just like before, I felt a dread come from behind me. This one was a lot less intense than the last one and I could already conclude who was attacking me.