His stats came alive right before his eyes.

Mana reading was 1.

That can’t be right, one?

’Am screw--’

He got cut off.

Slammed right into the wall, this time he saw the reinforcement. It was just an empty room beyond the walls. Beyond this empty room lay the real world.

’If I keep getting slammed around, I’ll break something and open up a road to our regular world.’

’I have to redirect its direction, pattern, and attacks.’

Rean was thinking pretty selflessly, but was he really in a situation to do so?

The goblin vanished.

Not fast enough to blur—

Fast enough to disappear entirely from where Rean expected it to be.

A sharp pressure snapped across his instincts.

Right side.

Rean turned—

Too late.

The first hit landed against his ribs with a sound like a hammer crashing into reinforced steel. The force bent his body sideways instantly, boots tearing across the ground before the second strike came.

Then the third.

Then the fourth.

No pause between them.

The goblin’s technique activated fully now.

Brutality. In its purest form

Every movement chained perfectly into the next, each impact placed not just to damage—but to keep momentum alive. Rean couldn’t stabilize because the goblin refused to let him. A strike to the jaw lifted his head just enough for an elbow to slam into his chest. That impact drove him downward straight into a rising knee that launched him back again.

It was suffocating.

The goblin wasn’t overpowering him with raw strength—

It was overwhelming him with sequence.

BOOM.

The floor beneath Rean exploded as he crashed into it, cracks spiderwebbing outward before the goblin appeared above him instantly.

He was now back on the 70th floor.

Another strike.

Then another.

Tiny fists.

Massive force.

The goblin’s arms became blurs, compressed impacts detonating against Rean’s body faster than he could properly guard. Every hit carried unnatural weight, the technique amplifying force through repetition until even reinforced defense started to buckle.

The goblin grinned.

Then twisted violently striking Rean.

A crushing impact slammed into Rean’s side from an impossible angle, sending him skidding across the floor hard enough to carve a trench through solid stone.

The goblin followed immediately.

A kick slammed into Rean’s spine before he fully rose, launching him forward straight through a pillar. Stone exploded around him as he crashed through the structure and rolled violently across the ground.

The goblin landed lightly nearby.

Still smiling.

Rean pushed himself up—

The goblin was already in front of him.

Its fist drove upward under his guard.

The impact lifted him completely off the ground.

Then came the real hit.

The goblin twisted mid-motion, compressing force into a single brutal downward strike that crashed into Rean’s chest and drove him straight through the floor.

The 70th floor shattered beneath him.

Rean dropped.

Debris followed.

Then—

CRASH.

He hit the 69th.

Didn’t stop.

The impact cratered through it instantly, momentum carrying him downward again as fractured stone and broken structures collapsed around him.

68th.

67th.

66th—

Every collision slammed through him harder than the last, his body crashing through floor after floor while the tower shook violently from the descent.

Finally—

60th floor.

Rean smashed into the ground hard enough to collapse an entire section outward, debris raining across the battlefield as hunters nearby froze in shock.

Silence.

Dust filled the air.

Rean coughed once and pushed himself upward slowly, muscles screaming from the accumulated impacts. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth as the floor beneath him cracked under the pressure of him standing again.

Then—

Pressure above.

His eyes widened slightly.

The goblin came through the ceiling.

Not falling.

Diving.

It punched through the collapsing debris like a bullet, body twisting mid-air before its fist slammed directly into Rean’s face the instant he stood fully upright.

The impact detonated the floor.

Everything beneath them gave out instantly.

And Rean dropped again.

Lower.

Faster.

The goblin’s brutality didn’t stop during the fall.

Hits kept coming.

Punches.

Elbows.

Knees.

Every strike chained perfectly into the next while gravity amplified the destruction. Rean crashed through floor after floor with the goblin driving him downward the entire way like a nail being hammered through the tower itself.

50th.

40th—

Hunters looked up only to see explosions of debris ripping through ceilings before the two vanished lower again.

30th.

20th.

10th—

The tower trembled violently now, entire sections collapsing inward from the force.

Then—

FIFTH FLOOR.

Rean crashed into it like a meteor.

The impact obliterated the center of the floor completely, shockwaves ripping outward hard enough to throw monsters and hunters alike off their feet. Stone erupted upward in massive waves as the structure groaned under the punishment.

And in the center of the crater—

Rean lay there for half a second.

Broken stone surrounding him.

The goblin landed nearby softly.

Smiling.

’Am I really back way down here?’

Rean looked around. He recognized the scenery. What’s worse, he was now surrounded by hunters.

"Hey, that hunter is fighting a goblin, let’s go help him!" one hunter yelled out.

"Yeah!" Almost in unison, the hunters all charged to assist.

"No, stay ba--"

Once again, cut off.

The fifth floor had gone silent after the impact.

Dust drifted through the shattered chamber in thick clouds, broken stone still collapsing from above as fragments of the ruined tower rained down around the crater Rean had carved through the center.

Then the hunters saw it.

The goblin.

Uniquely Blue.

Standing casually at the edge of the destruction beside Rean’s crater like it belonged there.

And they charged anyway.

A low-rank hunter rushed first, blade raised with both hands, fear and adrenaline twisting together into reckless courage. He swung hard the moment he reached range—

The goblin stepped once.

That was all.

Its hand blurred upward.

CRACK.

The hunter’s body folded around the impact before flying sideways fast enough to shatter against a distant wall. He hit once—

Then stopped moving.

The floor froze.

"...What?"

Another hunter screamed and lunged immediately after, trying to capitalize on the opening that didn’t exist. Two more followed behind him, weapons glowing faintly with mana reinforcement.

The goblin smiled wider.

Then moved.

A punch drove into the first hunter’s stomach hard enough to lift him completely off the ground before a second strike snapped into his throat mid-air. The body spun away lifeless before it even landed.

The other two never got to attack.

The goblin slid between them unnaturally low, claws brushing against one hunter’s leg—

The limb exploded at the knee.

Before the scream fully came out, the goblin’s elbow smashed into the second hunter’s chest. Armor crumpled inward instantly, ribs collapsing under the force as he dropped without a sound.

Too fast.

Way too fast.

"Back up!"

"BACK UP!"

But panic had already spread.

More hunters rushed in—not coordinated, not prepared, just desperate to stop the monster standing over one of the strongest hunters they’d ever seen.

Five attacked together.

The goblin disappeared into them.

What followed barely looked like combat.

It looked like slaughter.

One hunter lost his jaw to an upward strike before he even realized he’d been hit. Another got caught mid-swing and slammed headfirst into the floor hard enough to crater it. A spear user thrust forward—

The goblin caught the shaft, twisted once, and drove the broken end through the hunter’s own neck.

Bodies dropped one after another.

No resistance.

No exchanges.

Just one-sided destruction.

The brutality skill flowed endlessly now, every motion chaining into the next with horrifying efficiency. The goblin never overcommitted, never stopped moving. Each kill naturally became momentum for the next attack.

A kick launched one hunter into another.

A follow-up strike killed both.

Someone tried attacking from behind—

The goblin ducked low and drove its fist upward through the man’s chestplate, lifting him entirely off his feet before tossing the corpse aside carelessly.

Blood painted the floor.

Screams filled the chamber.

And Rean—

Could only watch.

His body still refused to fully respond.

Every muscle screamed from the descent through the tower, his vision still stabilizing as he pushed himself up inch by inch from the crater. He tried to move faster—

Couldn’t.

Another group charged the goblin.

Six this time.

They lasted less than ten seconds.

One was punched so hard his body spun apart mid-air.

Another got slammed through a pillar.

The remaining hunters tried retreating—

The goblin chased, laughing.

Actually laughing.

Its small frame blurred through them as limbs broke under impossible force. Every impact sounded wrong—too heavy for something that size, too violent for such little movement.

One hunter tripped trying to flee.

The goblin landed in front of him softly.

Tilted its head.

Then crushed his skull with a downward stomp.

Silence followed for half a second.

Then another scream somewhere deeper in the floor.

The goblin looked toward it immediately.

Interested.

Rean’s eyes sharpened.

"No..."

He forced one knee under himself, fingers digging into broken stone as the monster began walking toward the remaining hunters.

And for the first time since entering the tower—

Rean felt truly helpless.

No fire

Just defeated