Wizard: I am a goblin

Chapter 68 The End of Magic is Throwing a Shoe

A giant eagle soared in the night sky, its eyes reflecting a bright ring of fire—the edge of the ring of fire was rapidly expanding.

It didn't understand where the flames came from, but it knew that this forest was facing its end.

It's time to leave...

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In the forest, two green figures darted through the gaps in the fiery trees.

"Ha...cough...cough cough..."

The billowing smoke and dust made it hard for Goblin to breathe, and the heat scorched his skin. The pain in his ribs gradually spread, making it difficult for him to walk... He finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground.

"Goblin!" Tongtong, who was running ahead, immediately rushed over and helped the goblin wizard up.

Gebu lifted his robe, revealing bruises that had spread across his entire side abdomen, turning a bluish-purple color.

When Tongtong saw Gebu's injury, he was extremely anxious. He quickly pulled out the bottle of "miracle potion" from his crotch, knocked off the bottle with his dagger, and then gave it to Gebu to drink.

The potion was bitter and astringent, and with the combined effect of the goblin's body heat and the flames, it was almost scalding hot. Geb endured the discomfort and forced himself to swallow the potion, his mouth feeling rough as he spat out a few shards of glass.

The medication is slowly taking effect—but fatigue and bruises are not problems that can be solved by simply drinking a bottle of medicine: it can heal wounds, but the body's functions need rest to recover.

There's no time to rest! We're in a truly dire situation right now!

Gebu pushed Tongtong aside and shouted, "Run!"

"Where do you want to run?" Tongtong asked, posing the ultimate question.

The firelight was so bright that it was impossible to tell north from south or east from west.

"Run in the opposite direction of the fire!"

Two goblins were being chased by the rapidly spreading wildfire, climbing step by step towards higher ground—Goblin stumbled every three steps, choked by the smoke and gasping for breath, and looked like he was about to collapse.

Being a wizard really requires a strong physique... Belle wasn't lying to me.

With each spell cast, Gebu felt his vitality drain away along with his magic power. When all his spell slots were used up, it felt like his body had been hollowed out...

So, meditation is... a moment of wisdom?

Having weathered the refractory period, he'll be a good wizard again...

Why did I have to realize this at a time like this?! Wouldn't it have been better to discover it sooner?!

To make matters worse, as Gebu stumbled up the hillside, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around, he saw a figure in black, braving the smoke and flames, hurrying closer amidst the wildfire.

Mag's damn Nubier, that guy's haunting me!

Tongtong also saw the pursuing human. He brandished his twin daggers, and Gebu quickly waved to him, "We're no match for that guy, run!"

The red-eyed goblin hesitated for a moment, then ran down, grabbed Geb's arm, and dragged the goblin wizard upstairs.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! My arm is going to break..."

"Gebu, run! Don't die!"

"Stop...let go!" Gebu pulled his arm out of Tongtong's grasp. "I can't outrun you, and I can't outrun him! We need to think of something..."

Tongtong looked at Gebu anxiously, waiting for him to come up with a good idea.

The goblin wizard turned to look at the approaching witch hunter, who had caught up to within fifty paces in the struggle.

My leg strength is far inferior; I could never outrun that human. But maybe I could poke him?

Gebu took a breath and pulled out his dimensional pouch from his waist: "Use this!"

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Tongtong, carrying a bag on his back, climbed the slope using both hands and feet. Behind him, Gebu's head emerged from the dimensional bag, his body completely hidden inside—the scene was somewhat eerie, a red-eyed goblin carrying a human head... Natou's eyes were still darting around, and his mouth was still opening and closing as if he were talking.

"Hurry! Hurry! That guy is catching up!" Gebu urged, while he didn't have to move a single toe and was actually quite comfortable.

The hillside grew steeper and steeper. When Tongtong looked up, he saw an almost vertical rock face in front of him—the rock face had layers of protrusions and platforms, as well as crooked tree trunks.

Without hesitation, the red-eyed goblin pulled on its straps, gripped the crevice in the rock, and began to climb.

"Whoa!" Before Gebu could react, his head suddenly felt weightless, as if he were on an elevator, and his vision suddenly rose.

Just as the goblin wizard was feeling dizzy, the witch hunter vulture had already caught up to the bottom of the cliff. He looked up and glared fiercely at the goblin climbing the wall.

At this point, neither side needed to waste words. A single glance was enough for them to understand.

The man put his longsword back on his back, took out a dagger, stuck it into a crevice in the rock as a foothold, and climbed up little by little.

Gebu looked down at the humans, who were several meters below, and pulled out one hand.

"Ignis!"

A flaming arrow hurtled straight toward the man! The vulture didn't even flinch, merely raising his arm to shield his face—the flaming arrow struck the witch hunter's elbow, exploding against his black leather armor and sending sparks flying.

The witch hunter lowered his hand; the armor seemed to have magic resistance, and a fire arrow fired at it left no mark.

Only the vulture's eyebrows were ignited—he slapped his hand and cursed the goblin viciously in some remote kingdom dialect.

Geb didn't understand, but he knew the guy must have said something really nasty. He pulled his other hand out of his dimensional bag and gave Vulture a double middle finger salute.

Then the goblin replied, "Take good care of your mom! (CNMLGB)"

The witch hunters climbed even faster!

Beneath human feet, the flames seemed to possess a mind of their own, relentlessly pushing the people on the rock face upwards along the cliffside vegetation.

Gob kept harassing the humans with fire arrows, and the vultures were constantly attacked by the flames, climbing and stopping intermittently—even so, the distance between the goblins and humans was constantly closing.

Fifteen meters, fourteen meters... ten meters.

Geb could see the bulging veins on the witch hunter's forehead and the look in his eyes that seemed to want to devour him alive.

What's wrong? Can't climb anymore?

Just as Geb was about to ask Tongtong a question, the bag suddenly jolted! Tongtong lost his footing and his body lurched downwards, almost causing Geb to fly out of the bag—the goblin quickly grabbed the opening of the bag.

The bag! The bag is about to fall!

Tongtong quickly turned around, grabbed the dimensional bag that was slipping off his shoulder with one hand, and put it back on his back.

In their haste, the two goblins made a mistake and didn't even notice what had fallen out of the bag.

Splash!

Several empty potion bottles fell out of the dimensional bag and shattered on the cliff face, scattering glass shards everywhere. The witch hunter quickly stopped climbing and covered his face with his hands.

"Can it still hold on?" Gebu looked up and asked, poking his head.

"I won't die!" Tongtong replied through gritted teeth.

The goblin's fingers were bleeding, and its knees were scraped in several places—its limbs were trembling uncontrollably, and its muscle strength was exhausted to the limit.

He hovered in the air for a few seconds to regain his strength, then used his strength to regain his balance and continued climbing.

This little accident allowed the witch hunter to catch up by a few meters, with the distance between the two teams only 7 or 8 meters. The glass bottle earlier gave Geb a clue: magic was useless against him, but physical methods could work!

Sure enough, the ultimate magic trick is throwing shoes!

Geb recalled the witch apprentice he had encountered in the etheric plane.

Belle, you're a fucking genius!

Geb dived into the dimensional bag, grabbed a handful of worthless junk, and then emerged to bombard the witch hunter's face with a barrage of attacks.

At first, the vulture didn't realize what was flying overhead. It reached out and grabbed it, only to find it was a piece of rotten cheese. Disgusted, it threw it off the cliff.

Just as he looked up again, more than a dozen things came crashing down on him!

Carrots, potatoes, green peppers, pots and pans, medicine bottles, rope, kitchen knife...

I can't take this anymore!

The vulture clung to the cliff face with one hand and brushed aside the debris with the other. He accidentally got a pot of leftover soup smeared on his face—he wiped it off with his hand and hid in a crevice in the rock, letting the debris fly past him.

After a while, it seemed the goblins had lost everything, and only then did the humans peek out—

"Bang!"

Suddenly, everything went black! A woman's shoe smashed into the witch hunter's face, nearly flattening his hooked nose!

The vulture felt a lump in his throat, covered his face and cursed, taking a long time to recover—he was furious and embarrassed, and sped up the rock wall!

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The goblins' all-out bombardment bought them precious time. They grabbed the rock face, did a shaky pull-up, and then rolled over to lie on the top of the cliff.

"I'm so tired... I'm exhausted..." Tong Tong said, panting.

Gebu popped out of the dimensional bag and pulled Tongtong up. "Run!"

"Where...where do you want to run?"

As Gebu turned around, the top of the cliff was already engulfed in wildfire! The tall oak trees had their heartwood burned away, leaving only charred bark crackling in the flames, like fiery skulls.

The goblin wizard's heart sank—it was a dead end!

The human was closing in from behind, and ahead lay an endless sea of ​​fire...

Burn to death, or fight to the death?

Just as they were hesitating, a sharp, long howl suddenly rang out from the sky, and a giant shadow descended from the sky, rushing straight into the burning forest. Its massive body was like a cannonball, destroying everything in its path and carving a path through the flames!