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Goblin King: My Innate Skill Is OP

Chapter 290 - 290: Assimilation · Nov 03, 2026

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253 Chapter 253: Ambush? 2026-11-03
254 Chapter 254: Artillery 2026-11-03
255 Chapter 255: Foundations 2026-11-03
256 Chapter 256: Hierarchy 2026-11-03
257 Chapter 257: Braids 2026-11-03
258 Chapter 258: Crafted 2026-11-03
259 Chapter 259: Fitting 2026-11-03
260 Chapter 260: Crystals 2026-11-03
261 Chapter 261: Gift 2026-11-03
262 Chapter 262: Unity 2026-11-03
263 Chapter 263: Grounded 2026-11-03
264 Chapter 264: Legacy 2026-11-03
265 Chapter 265: Brew 2026-11-03
266 Chapter 266: Aftertaste 2026-11-03
267 Chapter 267: Volatility 2026-11-03
268 Chapter 268: Deliberation 2026-11-03
269 Chapter 269: Allocation 2026-11-03
270 Chapter 270: Safeguard 2026-11-03
271 Chapter 271 - 271: Anchored 2026-11-03
272 Chapter 272 - 272: Redistribution 2026-11-03
273 Chapter 273 - 273: Overclocked 2026-11-03
274 Chapter 274 - 274: Convergence 2026-11-03
275 Chapter 275 - 275: Mutation 2026-11-03
276 Chapter 276 - 276: Calibration 2026-11-03
277 Chapter 277 - 277: Alignment 2026-11-03
278 Chapter 278 - 278: Resonance 2026-11-03
279 Chapter 279 - 279: Blessing 2026-11-03
280 Chapter 280 - 280: Frostborne 2026-11-03
281 Chapter 281 - 281: Infusion 2026-11-03
282 Chapter 282 - 282: Kindling 2026-11-03
283 Chapter 283 - 283: Devotion 2026-11-03
284 Chapter 284 - 284: Corruption 2026-11-03
285 Chapter 285 - 285: Possession 2026-11-03
286 Chapter 286 - 286: Predation 2026-11-03
287 Chapter 287 - 287: Vengeance 2026-11-03
288 Chapter 288 - 288: Baited 2026-11-03
289 Chapter 289 - 289: Requiem 2026-11-03
290 Chapter 290 - 290: Assimilation 2026-11-03
291 Chapter 291 - 291: Disturbance 2026-11-03
292 Chapter 292 - 292: Standstill 2026-11-03
293 Chapter 293 - 293: Headfall 2026-11-03
294 Chapter 294 - 294: Collapse 2026-11-03
295 Chapter 295 - 295: Steelmind 2026-11-03
296 Chapter 296 - 296: Teeth 2026-11-03
297 Chapter 297 - 297: Rivals 2026-11-03
298 Chapter 298 - 298: Tempered 2026-11-03
299 Chapter 299 - 299: Boundaries 2026-11-03
300 Chapter 300 - 300: Balance 2026-11-03

I couldn’t bring myself to focus on the skill notification just yet.

What the alpha had tried to say at the very end kept gnawing at me, looping over and over in my head like an unfinished sentence that refused to settle.

More…

That was the only thing I could clearly make out.

More what?

More apes?

More of them?

Was it a warning — there are more of us, and we’re coming for you — or was it just a dying thought clawing its way out without meaning?

I couldn’t tell.

And honestly… if that was what it meant, then let them come.

If more of these Varkuun Howlers existed out there, drawn to Deathroot or to power itself, then they’d simply become stepping stones.

Training dummies for what my clan was becoming. Proof that I wasn’t just building strength for show.

Still, I didn’t like loose ends.

I pushed the thought aside for now, forcing my attention back to the system window hovering patiently in front of me.

Whatever that alpha had meant could wait.

I finally looked at the reward.

Phantom Breakstep.

Just the name alone made my interest spike.

”A movement skill…” I muttered, eyes narrowing slightly.

If I was reading it right, this had to be the evasion skill the alpha had been using to slip past my attacks.

I brought up the details and read through them carefully.

[Phantom Breakstep (B-Rank)] — Active

Instantly fractures the user into multiple moving mirage copies, disrupting enemy targeting and pursuit.

For three seconds, the user enters a displacement state and cannot be physically harmed.

Mirage figures persist for ten seconds before fading.

Notes:

• Mirages are non-physical and cannot attack.

• Invincibility ends after three seconds, even if mirages remain.

• Best used to disengage or reposition.

…Yeah. That checked out.

It perfectly explained what I had witnessed during the fight.

Every time I thought I had the alpha cornered, it split into false images, breaking my targeting and forcing me to hesitate for just a fraction of a second.

My void slashes and flames had erased the mirages on contact because those attacks carried mana. They weren’t purely physical.

If I had attacked without mana—if I’d relied on raw force alone—I probably would’ve cut through nothing but air and wasted precious time.

It was a solid evasion skill. Not flashy, not overwhelming, but extremely practical.

And with a higher rank, I had no doubt the duration, number of mirages, or invincibility window would only improve.

As for whether it was useful to me at the level it was… I wasn’t entirely convinced.

I already had Warp. Swap. Rift-based movement. Skills that bent space outright rather than confusing perception.

Phantom Breakstep felt redundant for my own kit, more of a sidegrade than a true upgrade.

But for my goblins?

This skill was gold.

Survivability, disengaging potential.

A way to escape overwhelming enemies or reposition without dying instantly.

For frontline fighters, assassins, archers—hell, even workers caught in the wrong place—it could mean the difference between life and death, so I didn’t hesitate.

I opened [Skill Share] and distributed Phantom Breakstep to every single goblin in my clan without delay.

If the world was going to keep throwing monsters like that alpha ape at us, then my people needed every edge they could get.

As I completed the transfer, the sound of footsteps reached my ears, and I turned just in time to see Narg walking toward me, his movements steady, his presence… complete.

The integration was done.

”Chief, what happened?” Narg asked, his gaze dropping briefly to the corpse of the ape sprawled across the ruined ground.

”I ran into a minor inconvenience,” I replied casually, my eyes never leaving him. ”Nothing worth mentioning.”

The first thing that caught my attention… was his height.

And annoyingly enough, it stood out immediately.

I had grown taller myself after evolving and obtaining a class, enough that I’d finally stopped feeling like I was perpetually looking up at everyone. I’d been roughly the same height as Narg before this.

But now?

With Deathroot fully assimilated — with his body subtly rewritten to house that kind of power — he had grown another inch, maybe two. Just enough to put him clearly above me.

The height, of course, wasn’t the only change.

It was just the first change my insecure ass noticed first.

His skin had taken on a slightly ashen tone, not sickly, but muted, as though some of the color had been drained from it.

Thin black veins traced along his arms, pulsing faintly beneath the surface in a slow, steady rhythm, like something breathing just out of sight.

And his gaze…

His eyes looked dull at first glance, almost lifeless, yet there was a depth to them that unsettled me, a darkness that felt as though it could pull you in if you stared for too long.

And his aura.

It wasn’t pressed outward aggressively like Dribb’s or settled heavily like Gobbo’s.

Instead, it felt… ghostly. Cold. Subtle.

The kind of presence that brushed against your spine rather than slamming into you, sending faint tingles crawling up my back even when I wasn’t looking directly at him.

For a brief moment, worry tightened in my chest.

Had Deathroot changed him too much? Had I pushed him too far, rewritten him into something unrecognizable?

Then Narg suddenly dropped to his knees.

The shift was immediate.

The darkness in his eyes receded, replaced by unmistakable excitement as his expression lit up with something raw and sincere.

”Thank you, Chief, for entrusting me with this power,” he said, voice steady despite the emotion behind it. ”I will not let you down.”

I found myself grinning before I even realized it.

Yeah. He had changed.

But not in the way I feared.

The look on his face was the same one he’d worn back then; the day I handed him the magical staff I’d looted from the first Chosen I ever killed.

That same mix of awe, gratitude, and burning determination.

Whatever Deathroot had done to his body…

The core of Narg was still very much intact.

”Stand,” I said, and...

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