My Goblin System : Levelling up with my SSS Class Devouring skill-Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Chapter 51
Consciousness returned in a flood of sensations. Pain. Crushing weight. The taste of blood. And Jessica’s voice, screaming for help, filled with anguish and terror.
Kelvin.
Something had happened to Kelvin.
His little brother. The kid who’d looked up to him with such trust. Who’d called him big brother even when they’d only just met. Who’d promised to protect his sister. Who’d trained so hard to get stronger.
The debris around Satou began to shake. Not from external force, but from the sheer pressure building inside him.
Rage.
Pure, crystallized, world-ending rage.
Not the hot anger of battle. Not the fury of a warrior. This was something deeper. Primal. The rage of a protector who’d failed. The wrath of a leader whose people had been hurt while he couldn’t help them.
The debris exploded outward as if struck by a bomb. Stone and wood flew in all directions, some pieces embedding themselves in nearby structures.
Satou rose from the crater, his body radiating an aura so intense it was visible to the naked eye. A dark red haze that distorted the air around him, that made the temperature drop despite the fires burning everywhere.
His yellow eyes had turned crimson, glowing with inner fire. His breathing was controlled but heavy, each exhale visible as mist despite the warm night. Every muscle in his body was tense, coiled, ready to unleash violence on a scale he’d never achieved before.
And then the prompt appeared, floating in his vision, pulsing with urgency.
DING!
[Critical Emotional Threshold Exceeded]
[Conditions Met for Hidden Skill Unlock]
[Analyzing requirements...]
[ Emotional threshold: EXTREME RAGE + PROTECTIVE INSTINCT + DESPERATION ]
[ Bond strength: PACK LEADER’S INSTINCT (ADVANCED) ]
[ Skills consumed: 28 UNIQUE ABILITIES INTEGRATED ]
[ Devouring skill compatibility: SSS-RANK ]
[ Willingness to sacrifice: ABSOLUTE ]
[All conditions satisfied]
[Hidden Skill Revealed: DEVOURER’S WRATH]
Skill Name: Devourer’s Wrath Type: Transformation / Berserker State Rank: SSS
Effect: Temporarily unleashes the full potential of all consumed abilities simultaneously. Physical capabilities increase 500%. All skills active at maximum power with no cooldowns. Pain immunity. Regeneration boosted 1000%. Combat instinct enhanced to precognitive levels. Duration: Until target is eliminated or user can no longer maintain the form.
Cost: This skill permanently consumes 10 skills from your current arsenal. Once activated, these skills will be burned as fuel for the transformation and cannot be recovered. Choose wisely.
Warning: This transformation pushes your body beyond its natural limits. Prolonged use may result in permanent physical damage. The consumed skills are gone forever. This is not a power to use lightly.
Current Skills Available: 28 Skills Required: 10 Remaining After Activation: 18
Accept activation? [Yes/No]
Satou stared at the prompt. Ten skills. Gone forever. A permanent sacrifice for temporary power.
Another scream echoed across the ruins. Jessica, crying out in anguish and terror.
Satou’s hand clenched into a fist so tight his claws drew blood.
He didn’t hesitate.
[YES]
The world exploded into sensation.
Power flooded through his body like molten metal in his veins. Not flowing. Burning. The ten sacrificed skills ignited simultaneously, their essence consumed to fuel something far greater.
Goblin Translation Gone
Flame Spark Consumed by greater fire.
Shield Deflection Sacrificed for overwhelming offense.
Disease Resistance No longer needed.
Tremor Sense Replaced by superior awareness.
Burrowing Unnecessary for what was to come.
Minor Mana Sense Upgraded and absorbed.
Basic Swordsmanship Transcended.
Enhanced Smell Integrated into a greater whole
Thick Skin Worthless compared to what he was becoming.
Each skill burned away, their power feeding the transformation. Satou screamed, not in pain but in rage and release as his body began to change.
His muscles swelled, bones cracking and reforming to accommodate new strength.
His claws extended, becoming curved blades that gleamed like polished steel.
His teeth sharpened into fangs that could tear through armor. Dark markings appeared across his skin, tribal patterns that pulsed with crimson light.
His eyes shifted from yellow to burning scarlet, glowing with inner fire so intense they left afterimages when he moved. His hair stood on end, crackling with barely contained energy. His presence became overwhelming, oppressive, a weight that pressed down on everything nearby.
The transformation took less than three seconds.
When it completed, Satou stood fundamentally changed. Still recognizably himself, but enhanced. Perfected. Transformed into a weapon designed for a single purpose.
To kill the one who’d hurt his family.
The remaining skills all activated simultaneously at maximum power. Pack Leader’s Instinct showed him every possible move Vegeta could make.
Demon Wolf Enhanced Senses tracked every shadow tendril, every breath, every heartbeat.
Orc’s Might flooded his muscles with strength that dwarfed what he’d possessed before.
Night Hunter made the darkness his ally rather than Vegeta’s. Regeneration worked at speeds that healed injuries almost as fast as they formed.
All of it, working in perfect harmony, creating something that transcended the sum of its parts.
Satou looked toward the village center, toward where Vegeta stood over Jessica and Kelvin. The distance was meaningless. The obstacles didn’t matter.
There was only the target and the target would die.
Vegeta was raising his shadow blade toward Jessica when he felt it. A presence so overwhelming, so filled with murderous intent, that his instincts screamed warnings louder than they’d ever screamed before.
He turned just in time to see Satou appear beside him.
Not running. Not jumping. Simply existing in a new location, having crossed the distance so quickly it seemed like teleportation.
"What the—"
Satou’s fist drove into Vegeta’s face with force that defied physics.
BOOM!
The impact created a shockwave that leveled every remaining structure in a fifty-foot radius. The sound was like thunder, echoing across the entire forest and beyond. Birds took flight miles away. Animals fled in panic.
Vegeta was launched backward like a missile fired from a cannon. His body crashed through debris, through the remains of buildings, through trees at the forest edge. He finally slammed into a massive oak tree hard enough to splinter it, the trunk cracking from the impact.
Blood poured from his broken nose. His jaw felt dislocated. Stars danced in his vision. In five years as a hero, nothing had ever hit him that hard.
He looked up to see Satou standing where he’d been moments before, surrounded by an aura of crimson light that made him look like a demon risen from hell.