From Goblin to Goblin God - Chapter 367

Chapter 367: Satan—One More Second and I Would Have Died!

TL: Sungmin

“If not for the greater good, I would have annulled this alliance immediately! This is absolutely disgusting…”

Loael glared at the two of them, seething with anger.

First, they had failed to obtain the God-Slaying Weapon, and now, they had ended up with a reputation for treachery and deceit.

A pair of scoundrels conspiring together.

Megicula’s expression darkened. “Your Highness Loael, some things are best kept to yourself. Speaking them aloud can cause trouble…”

“You think we’re afraid of you? So what if you were once a God-King? You’re still a failure! You haven’t even recovered your strength!” Dante sneered, taunting her.

Tension filled the air in an instant, both sides ready to draw their weapons.

Monch quickly stepped in as the peacemaker. “Everyone, calm down, calm down. Our real enemy is the New Divine Pantheon. We absolutely cannot fight among ourselves, or we’ll be finished.”

They were already no match for the New Divine Pantheon as it was. If they started fighting each other, defeat would be inevitable.

“Heh heh… Princess Loael, I’m sure you wouldn’t want the New Divine Pantheon to find out about your secrets either, would you? I’ve been watching you for a long time now. Since we’re tearing off our masks…”

Dante grinned maliciously, licking his lips while his eyes gleamed with lewd intent as he stared at Loael’s body.

His meaning could not have been clearer.

Loael, however, remained unfazed. “Hmph. And you wouldn’t want the New Divine Pantheon to know that Satan still has a living heart, would you?”

Both sides were in the same boat—neither had reason to panic.

Megicula cut in, “Enough. For the sake of our greater goal, let’s set aside our differences for now. Have a drink.”

The group exchanged sharp glances but said nothing more.

The oppressive atmosphere inside the tavern was suffocating.

…

City of Wicked Sages.

Lin Tian had emerged from the bunker, with Lita following beside him.

“Your Majesty Lin Tian, I’ll return now to report this to the Queen. Thank you so much for your help!”

Lita expressed her deep gratitude.

Alliance or not, the mere fact that he had annihilated the Allied Army was reason enough for the Elf Kingdom to build temples in his honor.

At her words, Lin Tian’s eyes flickered over her body. “Leaving already? Just now, you said you’d agree to anything~”

“This…”

Lita froze, noticing the way Lin Tian’s gaze lingered on her figure, filled with wicked intent.

It was undeniable.

There wasn’t a single male of any race who wouldn’t covet an elf’s body.

Elves were nature’s purest creations, the very embodiment of beauty.

Their allure radiated from the inside out, carrying a clean, natural fragrance.

Who wouldn’t want to have a taste?

Legends said that elves had been cursed by a powerful Dark Archmage—doomed to forever be defiled by others.

That was why they were born so pure and beautiful.

Why they awakened such dark desires in others, making them want to violate and destroy them.

“Your Majesty Lin Tian, you are the savior of our Elf Kingdom, our benefactor. I would gladly offer you everything…”

Lita knelt before him, her expression unwavering.

She had long prepared herself for this. She had to help shoulder the burden for the Elf Queen.

Good times always seemed to pass too quickly.

Lita’s face still carried a faint blush as she said, “I’ll return to report to Her Majesty the Queen now. I’ll bring you the Shadow Power soon.”

“Go on, I’m heading that way too.” Lin Tian nodded.

He had planned to visit the City of Wicked Sages to find Alicenia and the others anyway.

Passing through the forest, he once again laid eyes on the great city where both humans and magical creatures coexisted.

Above the blood-red cathedral, a towering demonic aura surged into the sky!

Lin Tian smirked, a thought crossing his mind. “This is perfect. While Satan is still weak, I should enslave him.”

“W-What? Your Majesty, what did you just say? You want to… enslave the Great Demon God Satan?”

Lita’s entire demeanor changed. Shock mixed with disbelief as her voice trembled.

It was actually kind of cute.

Lin Tian nodded. “Why not? Satan’s just some lowly demon. Was he really that strong before?”

Lita hurriedly explained, “More than strong! He once possessed the power of a God-King! Even now, he’s at least as strong as a Prime God!”

Of course, Prime Gods varied in strength.

For example, among the Twelve Olympian Gods, the weaker ones were only on par with Gabriel.

They hadn’t even reached 50,000 combat power.

“That makes it even better. I definitely have to make him my servant.”

Rather than discouraging him, Lin Tian became even more eager.

It wasn’t that he needed a new subordinate—he wasn’t fond of using force to subjugate others.

The reason he wanted to do this was simple:

To prove a point.

That the once-mighty Great Demon God Satan, the supreme ruler of the demonic realm, was now nothing more than a goblin’s slave!

Lita was utterly dumbfounded. “H-Huh?”

She had just told him how powerful Satan was, and yet he still wanted to go through with it?

She simply couldn’t understand his logic.

Wearing his Ganggu Armor, Lin Tian stepped into the City of Wicked Sages, drawing countless astonished gazes.

“My god, what is that? What an overwhelming presence!”

“Just his stance alone looks terrifyingly powerful!”

“I’ve never seen this guy before. Too bad Lord Loael and Lord Dante aren’t here…”

“Should we inform Lord Satan?”

“If you dare, go ahead. I’m not doing it!”

A group of human and magical creatures murmured among themselves, debating the matter.

Lin Tian, however, walked straight toward the church.

Just as he reached the entrance, Lita stepped in front of him, blocking his path. Her eyes were filled with deep concern, like a devoted wife gazing at her husband with unwavering affection.

She tried to dissuade him. “No, don’t. Satan is truly terrifying…”

As someone who frequently served as a messenger, she knew better than anyone what kind of existence Satan was.

Lin Tian simply pushed her aside. “Relax. I never do things I’m not confident in.”

Right now, his confidence was at an all-time high.

He even felt like he could take on the entire Heavenly Divine Pantheon by himself.

[Lin Tian: Lv200
Race: Goblin
Profession: None
Title: Demigod, Blasphemer, God-Slayer, Goblin King, God’s Blessing…
Health: 16,600
Strength: 3,500
Defense: 3,890
Skills: God-Slayer Domain, Ragnarok, Blood and Flesh Evolution, Jehovah’s Blessing, Abnormal Fusion, Lucky Steal, Judgment Execution, Ultimate Domination, Anubis’ Soul Drain, Dreamland Domain, Blood of Ruin, Ruinous Howl, Breathing Technique…
Equipment: Ganggu Armor, Heart of the Abyss, Ten Thousand-Wheel Blade, Precision Eye, Spatial Ring…
Overall: 69,999]

With multiple God-Slaying Weapons at his disposal, he possessed a combat power of nearly seventy thousand!

And he hadn’t even fully mastered his abilities yet.

Once he did, his strength would rise even further.

He had no idea how powerful the strongest Prime God, “Jehovah,” was, so his only option was to push himself as high as possible.

Right now, Lin Tian felt terrifyingly strong!

“Boom!”

A massive explosion erupted!

The church was instantly torn to ruins by Lin Tian.

The surrounding humans and magical creatures immediately grew wary, grabbing their weapons and rushing over.

Lin Tian merely cast them a brief glance, utterly indifferent.

That one look—so cold, so overpowering—was enough to freeze them in place. They didn’t dare move closer.

At the center of the destroyed church, there was no cross. Instead, a skeleton altar stood, befitting a Satanic church.

Suspended beneath the skeletal altar, a searing black heart pulsed rhythmically, surrounded by dense demonic energy.

The heart suddenly began to grow flesh—or rather, it coalesced into a shadowy figure!

Its entire body was pitch black, adorned with wings.

Scales and hardened layers of carapace crisscrossed its skin, eerie and unsettling.

It was impossible to tell what kind of creature it even was.

The most striking feature was its head—a mere skull wreathed in ghostly blue flames.

This was the Great Demon God, Satan!

Satan scrutinized Lin Tian with mild surprise. “Dwarven King, I never expected you to emerge after centuries of seclusion, only to stir up such trouble. What is it you want?”

“It’s simple. Become my servant. Otherwise… you die.” Lin Tian’s voice was chilling.

The surrounding magical creatures instantly flew into a rage.

“What did you just say?! Blasphemy!”

“So this is the leader of those turtle-spawn dwarves? How dare he insult the Demon God! Kill him!”

“Kill!”

A swarm of monstrous, muscular demi-humans, each baring their fangs, charged at Lin Tian with murderous intent.

“Riiip!”

A mysterious force suddenly slashed down!

In an instant, the entire swarm of magical creatures was torn to shreds! Blood and severed limbs splattered everywhere!

The entire church floor was dyed crimson.

Instantly!

The remaining creatures were struck with terror, their faces drained of color as they frantically fled, as if they had seen a ghost.

Lin Tian’s Invisible Magic Hands had grown even more deadly, with a larger attack radius!

These feeble creatures were simply no match for him.

Even Satan seemed mildly impressed. “Interesting… A dwarf capable of wielding such dominion?”

“Oh?”

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. As expected of someone who had roamed the mortal realm—he was knowledgeable.

He immediately pulled up Satan’s status panel.

[Satan: Lv100
Race: Undead Clan
Profession: None
Title: Great Demon God, Strongest Magical Creature, God-Slayer, God’s Blessing…
Health: 4,991
Strength: 2,002
Defense: 2,198
Skills: Dark Empire, Cataclysmic Punishment, God-Slaying Slash, Sinful Reincarnation, Endless Wailing…
Equipment: Sword of the Undead
Overall: 48,119]

Even though he was just a heart, he still possessed immense combat power!

Even with the God-Slaying Weapon [Sword of the Undead], his strength was staggering.

If he were to fully regenerate, his combat power would easily exceed 100,000!

This gave Lin Tian a rough estimate of God-King-level combat power.

Even with God-Slaying magical equipment, the gap was vast—impossible to bridge.

A God-King-level powerhouse possessed absurd, almost hopelessly insurmountable abilities.

Abilities so terrifying they made one despair.

Satan slowly raised a pitch-black greatsword. “Your Majesty, this weapon—it’s one you granted me. If it were to kill you… how would you feel about that?”

The Sword of the Undead.

Those killed by the Sword of the Undead would become puppets, bound to obey their killer.

It was undeniably powerful.

However, in a one-on-one duel, its effect was significantly diminished.

“You’re ridiculously naive. Go ahead, try it. I was just wondering how well this armor can withstand attacks.” Lin Tian sneered mockingly.

“Swish!”

In an instant, Satan blinked forward, appearing right in front of Lin Tian, slashing his sword straight for his neck!

“Clang!!”

The sharp resonance of metal against metal rang out, shaking the air so violently that even the dust particles vibrated in unison.

The impact created a breathtaking spectacle, as if a torrential drizzle of steel had showered down from the heavens.

Unfortunately, it only left a faint scratch on the Ganggu Armor, like chipped paint—no real damage at all.

Satan was unfazed. “Ganggu Alloy—the culmination of countless Dwarven Kings’ craftsmanship. It certainly lives up to its reputation. Then, let’s try this!”

“Endless Wailing!”

He stretched out his hand, and tendrils of black mist surged toward Lin Tian’s head!

Endless Wailing—Mythic-Class Magic.

A spiritual attack that forced its victim to hear the anguished cries of every suffering soul in existence—unceasing, unbearable.

It would drive anyone insane in moments.

This was the essence of a jobless powerhouse—mastery over both melee and magic.

Lin Tian didn’t resist, wanting to test the armor’s magic resistance.

Sure enough—

A cacophony of different wails echoed in his mind.

After all, in a world like this, suffering never ceased.

But the noise was faint, like listening to a bustling market while wearing noise-canceling headphones—annoying, but far from overwhelming.

A clear sign that the armor’s magic resistance was exceptional.

“Tsk tsk, is this the power of a God-King-level being? Pretty damn pathetic.”

Lin Tian wasn’t just bragging because of his armor.

The truth was, this ability was genuinely weak.

Even without armor, if he got hit, he could simply rupture his eardrums and then heal them with potions or magic.

Minimal loss for maximum gains.

It all came down to how ruthless one was willing to be.

Satan felt an unfamiliar pressure and snorted coldly. “If not for this temporary form limiting my true power, I wouldn’t be struggling with a mere dwarf!”

“Heh, I don’t have time to waste on you. Kneel!”

“Buzz!!”

Dark Holy Word—Activated!

A crushing force slammed Satan to the ground, his face twisting in shock.

“Wh-What is this?! This… is Lucifer’s technique?!”

Among villains, they shared knowledge and exchanged experiences.

He recognized the attack instantly.

“Oh? You know more than I expected. But… it doesn’t matter anymore.”

Lin Tian watched as Satan struggled to break free, only to command him to kneel again.

Without a physical body, Satan’s magic reserves were limited—he couldn’t afford to keep resisting.

Satan’s unease grew rapidly. “Why do you have Dark Holy Word?! That’s impossible!!”

“Why?”

Lin Tian slowly unlatched his armor’s chest plate, revealing his face.

Thump!

The sight of a goblin.

Satan’s heart almost stopped beating.

“A goblin?! It’s you?! This is even more impossible! You have the Dwarven King’s armor, and Lucifer’s abilities! This… this… this!!!”

He felt like he was trapped in a nightmare.

“No need to be so shocked. I killed Lucifer. I killed the Dwarven King. And, while we’re at it—”

Lin Tian’s voice turned mocking, his eyes gleaming with scorn.

“—I also killed Gabriel.”

The so-called strongest Demon God was now kneeling before him in fear.

Satan looked as though he had been struck by lightning, unable to believe the reality before him.

Yet reality left him no choice but to accept it.

A goblin had accomplished feats he never even dared to dream of.

Lin Tian got to the point. “You have two choices. Become my servant—or die.”

“I…”

Satan was speechless, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief.

Becoming a servant was humiliating enough.

But to a goblin?!

He was the strongest Demon God!

Suddenly—

Lin Tian’s expression turned cold as he extended his hand toward the black, mist-wrapped heart, preparing to activate Ultimate Domination and crush it outright.

“Wait!! Wait, Lord Goblin!! I agree! I agree to be your slave! Please, I beg you—don’t kill me!!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Satan’s panicked and fearful voice rang out as he crawled forward, desperately bowing his head.

He knew—if he had hesitated even one second longer, he would have died.