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Godpocalypse

Welcome to Godpocalypse. Junya Wotanbe was only five when both his parents died on the Eve of Chaos. The blood-filled day ushered in a new era of earth, with every town and city that survive forced to protect themselves behind barricaded walls. Ever since the Mobs descended upon Earth, numerous Danger zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of Mob creatures—Immortals, Gods, Devils, Angels, Spirits etc. ==== BONUS CHAPTERS(calculated at the end of the week): 200 Power Stones -> +1 Chapter at the end of the week 400 Power Stones -> +2 Chapter at the end of the week 600 Power Stones -> +3 Chapter at the end of the week 800+ Power Stones -> +4 Chapter at the end of the week ====

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Training in Hell with the Devil [8/9]

"Good now let's get started." Alice lead Junya who was well-rested and in the best form he had been in his life. His muscles felt replenished and more vital he was confident in where his glaive techniques were.

The naginata he opted to use, felt a lot lighter and with its sharp blade went well with what he was planning to do.

"You ready?" Alice asked looking at him. Junya nodded while gripping his weapon in conviction.

"I would give you my uniform for protection but I don't want you to take this lightly. The damage-resistant suit you have should suffice, that doesn't mean it's invincible."

Junya understood this and after a few more warnings from Alice, she walked toward the container.

One section of the room remained clear with a retractable grill in front to close Junya inside with the Mob. He stood to the back waiting for Alice to retrieve the Mob.

Junya was slightly curious about her plan to transport it so he watched her walk up to the container barehanded. Around it, there were a lot of different lock mechanisms that were on the container.

Each lock made the other seem redundant requiring retina scans, thumbprints and different codes.

'It is so that someone doesn't accidentally open it?' Jacob stood waiting while getting his mind in the correct state.

Soon the container doors slowly opened leaving a crack, Alice pushed the two doors apart and went inside. There was a little scuffle until Alice came out and threw the Mob toward him.

"Look, Alive kid!" Alice yelled and the gates started to close. As the Mob fell to the ground it jumped back to the grill and started gnawing on the framework, bending the steel.

"B*tch, come here and I'll tear you I'm from limb and grind you into chum!" The Goblin's voice was deranged and somewhat childish. It was what you expected from a Mob that was barely 5 feet tall.

It wore tattered clothing around its waist and creepily muscular back. It hands long pointed ears that stretch the back of its small head. It moved nimbly and vigorously as it shook the gate.

"The one your fighting is him," Alice said uncaringly of his taunts.

It looked back at Jacob with a cold glare and snorted in contempt. "You humans have to keep us locked up and let you're young kill us. Now you dare to think to let them fight!"

It jumped from the grill and sized up to Junya with a sardonic grin. "Humans are dumber every day! I never imagine they would have wanted me to kill one of their own."

His chuckle fell, "Fools!"

The goblin ran toward Junya borrowing strength from all fours. His movement was nimble as it ran toward Junya changing its position constantly. Junya followed him with his eyes only with a serious expression.

Without a doubt the goblin was fast.

Before he got to think he was already in front of him. Looking close up the goblin had dirty long nails that likely carried thousands of diseases. It was two inches long and had a yellow stain and guck stuck under.

It slashed toward Junya who dodge while simply stepping back. The goblin was in the air for a second and Junya wielded his naginata to its chest.

"Hmph!"

The goblin looked disgusted and slashed its disease infected nail to parry the strike while using it to manoeuvre its body above the attack. His face turned into contempt reaching out to slash his eyes.

Realizing he underestimated his enemy, he used Asura's step moderately to retreat to a safe distance. Junya glanced over to Alice who was pensive and her eyes looked displeased.

It meant Junya was doing badly. 'I need to be the aggressor and stop bending when something doesn't go my way' Junya replayed alternate moves he could have done. Learning through trial and error.

It was surprising for the goblin to see him move so far that quickly. After the initial surprise, it laughed. "Kekeke, Strong legs make for tender muscles."

It licked its lips and its small figure took off leaping with a mad grin.

Junya watched him with a hawk's eye and used Asura's step to best him in a match of speed. Before the goblin could reach him he was there with his glaive and slammed in front which he predicted he would go, since he was running.

His face looked frightened and it curled around the slash. It never stayed shocked for long and jumped swiping its disgusting claws.

"Die!"

Junya could not bring his naginata fast enough. Without dwelling on his own shortcoming, he sent a heavy punch into the goblin's chest sending it flying into the wall while it made a sorrowful grunt.

Despite this, It got up with a smile. "How are your hand?"

Junya looked at his hand and his face turned to shock. It had ten deep slashes into his skin which bleed with a stinging effect. The pain settled in, even more, when he saw the wound.

"Keke!" The goblin ran headfirst watching Junya's expression. In its mind, he finally got the bastard human dead.

"F*cker!" Junya cursed using his right hand to slash toward the frenzied goblin. It was forced to skid to a stop and started evading it like it always did.

"Not today!" Junya thrust the naginata causing it to plunge a hole in it side that bled upon contact.

The Goblin shrilled and wiggled away before Junya's other fatal blows could land.

Juna cast Asura's step toward the Goblin and slashed his naginata turning it and releasing six slashes. A few more caught the goblin in some unfortunate places, but Junya never cared and became unrelenting.

His six slashes added another slash almost like a punishment for not dying. The Goblin grew sick of the back foot and shrilled menacingly.

It charged Junya with a mad yell. Though his charge was foolish, It was hard not to hit him with his evasive ability.

Junya's naginata slashed his toward its arm. The goblin became unbalanced after the arm was chopped from the rest of its body.

"Gyaaah!" The roar was a war cry and pain. He appeared beside Junya with one hand less than he came. Junya tried not to overuse his abilities and brought the handle of the naginata to defend.

The Goblin pointed his yellow-stained fingernails and plunged into Junya's side sending him flying before he could readjust his defence.

The blunder left Junya clutching his side trying to stop the bleeding. Before he could get up the Goblin was already in front of him with a furious wail.

Junya swung his weapon, which simply jumped over and released a fury of one-handed strikes toward Junya's face. With a quick reaction, he blocked his face using his forearm to take the brunt of the attacks.

The goblin's strength was immense, with each slash, wounds three inches deep appeared. It was easy to die of blood loss since it affected blood clotting.

Junya was surprised by the change in momentum and tried his best to remain calm.

While timing between the slashed, when the goblin raised its hand. Junya's fist was already swinging from afar. His strike was a surprise to the goblin and felt it was futile putting up a defence.

Before he decided to evade, he was already hit square in the chest. He could feel his inside vibrating causing him to cough blood, while the momentum of the punch smashed him into the wall.

Junya stood to his feet and watched the goblin figure. It was slumped and its eyes were rolled over.

The pain from his hands felt like hot water was being poured on them. It damage resistance suit was like paper after each strike.

Junya was tending to his wounds as best as possible, not willing to let it wait.

"Junya!"

He could hear Alice's voice before a heavy force punched into his stomach.

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