91 Counter Offer (2/2)

All they know is fire should beat wind if both combatants are of similar power level thanks to elemental advantageous.

But a lot of other stuffs do come into play when mages battle each other for whatever reason. Magical power and energy for one.

I have limitless magical energy even if my magical power is weaker than the Shaman.

Plus, I can multi-cast thanks to having basically two magical cores. Three if you count the one inside my body, but I am unable to use that because of a stupid curse.

But if you really, really want to be technical, I have billions of magical cores at my disposal.

Each part of Legion can cast magic through me as medium, and now, through the numerous shamans that have been assimilated.

The moment the firestorm and windstorm die down, the goblin shaman gets crushed against the wall by a massive green palm.

It didn't turn into a bloody pulp instantly thanks to the magical shield. The shield is slowly frozen over due to the ice magic being casted.

”What are you doing!?”

The old goblin calls out in shock while channelling more magical energy to sustain the shield. It didn't expect one of its brethren to turn on it while all of its attention is on me while my attention is divided.

Not exactly. I multitask so I am aware of everything happening around me. Huge amount of data and information is being streamed into my visual cortex.

For example, exactly how many goblins are remaining.

That number drops rapidly since they are being slaughtered by my robots disguising as hulking knights with laser blade. The creatures that can use magic are devoured and assimilated instead of being killed outright.

Selene updates me on the new species as soon as Legion finishes deciphering its genetic. I have started collecting data on all these fantastical species because it will be useful in the future.

The creature that pin the old goblin against the wall is known as a Hobgoblin.

Hobgoblin is a subspecies of goblin just like the dark elves is a subspecies of the elves.

I haven't gotten any data on the elves or the dark elves yet, but I will soon. I hope Eliana won't mind me kidnapping one of her people and assimilate them.

Countless wind blades manifest along the air before crashing against the Hobgoblin, causing deep cuts all over its body, but the Hobgoblin did not bleed a single drop of blood.

Its wound also heals instantly due to being part of the legion.

The monster retaliates by smashing the old goblin against the floor, repeatedly.

The magical shield protecting the goblin shaman crumbles when it suffers massive damage. Either that or the old goblin depleted its magical energy. The latter seems more likely.

The old goblin immediately tries to flee, but it is surrounded on all side by heavily armoured knights with glowing laser blade. Their face cannot be seen since there are really none. These are all avatars of Legion.

”Where are you going, Yoda?”

I question in their language. It comes out as snarls and growls instead of legible words. It is quite hard with my vocal cord to be honest.

Yoda looks around and finds all the goblins have been slaughtered, even the children were not spared in the massacre. Their collective greenish blood flows like river while their charred flesh fills the air.

”Are… are you a Monarch!?”

Yoda utters as it looks at me fearfully.

The Hobgoblin is standing tall behind me until I tell it otherwise.

I think I will name the Hobgoblin Bruce.

”Grrr…”

Bruce responses. It likes the name.

Its individually is supressed by Legion, but all of its combat experience and magic prowess is there for me to use along with its knowledge. I have extracted everything from its brain, but memory is a very difficult thing to decipher and analyse correctly.

The mind doesn't store information like a computer.

”What is a Monarch?”

I question. It doesn't sound like the literal term for King, Queen or an Emperor.

No, a Monarch is likely a title for something else.

”If you do not know then you are not one. Human, you have made a grievous mistake. Let me go and my master will spare your life.”

The goblin demands.

I narrow my eyes.

Did it just threaten me? Me!?

”Alright, here is my counter offer. You will be skinned alive and you will die when I allow you to. If your master comes, I will skin your master too right. Is that agreeable?”