Reincarnated as a goblin, but the mother is a white-haired elf?

The Goblin General did not answer and left, leaving Morris with only the familiar yet strange back.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?!" Morris roared, trying to catch up.

However, just as he was about to take a step, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Countless vines emerged from the ground, entwined like giant snakes, forming a solid barrier that blocked Morris's way.

"Crunch!"

At the same time, a burst of hurried footsteps came from nearby.

Goblins emerged from the darkness, holding weapons, making sharp cries, and surrounded Morris.

"I don't have time to play with you now"

Morris's face sank, and he drew out the long sword behind him. The sword flashed with cold light, and a strong murderous intent emanated from him.

At this moment, the sound of the world sounded in his ears:

[Detection of enemy goblins, your exclusive skill "Goblin Slayer" is activated]

[Your hatred for goblins is beyond imagination, and the special attack of goblins is increased by 200%]

As the sound of the prompt sounded, the magic power in Morris's body instantly boiled.

"I'm in a bad mood today"

Morris slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were red, like a crazy beast.

"So, I can't treat you so "gently" anymore!"

He roared, and the whole person rushed out of the encirclement of vines like a flash of lightning and rushed into the pile of goblins.

"Crunch, crunch!"

As soon as the goblins found Morris's trace, they raised their weapons and wanted to fight back.

However, in front of Morris's terrifying power, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless.

The sword light flashed, and those goblins fell in a pool of blood.

Morris rushed through the goblin pile like an angry lion, and wherever he passed, there was a river of blood and corpses everywhere.

There was only killing and anger in his eyes, and he wanted to wipe out all these goblins!

The night was deep.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a faint silver glow.

In this quiet night, Morika was wearing a black tights, with a graceful figure and a cunning light in her eyes.

"Hey, ah!"

Morika touched her head, with a painful face.

"I really didn't expect that this goblin general here was so strong that he killed my parallel individual"

After a day of rest, he recovered.

"But it's not a big problem"

Morika slowly raised her head, looked at the castle of the goblin general in front of her, and smiled.

That's right, she made such a big noise before, attracting most of the goblins and goblin generals away.

Just to confirm one thing.

Although it failed in the end, it got an unexpected surprise.

Morica thought of the goblin kid and chuckled.

And for some reason tonight, the goblin general seemed to have gone out, and the sense of danger also disappeared.

In other words, there was no monster in the nest that could threaten her.

Thinking of this, Morica quietly sneaked into the goblin general's room.

Just to confirm one thing.

Morica approached step by step.

Then in a room, on a bed, in the goblin's territory.

There lay a woman she was familiar with.

The woman was wearing a white dress, long hair draped over her shoulders, and her face was beautiful, like a fairy descending to the mortal world.

It was a pity that the hideous and ugly scar on her face destroyed this beauty.

However, what made Morica stunned was not the beauty, nor the scar that destroyed all beauty.

But the person in front of her, she knew.

And, very familiar.

The woman who should not exist here, existed in the goblin's nest.

"Elena"

"I'm not mistaken"

Mollica smiled slightly.

The familiar and disgusting breath really came from this guy.

"By the way, are you still pretending to sleep? And what's wrong with your face?"

Mollica smiled at the sleeping Elena and asked:

"You disturbed a sleeping woman."

Elena slowly opened her eyes and looked at the uninvited guest in front of her, with a slightly raised brow.

"Is this the etiquette of your demon clan?"

"Our etiquette is different for different people"

Mollica covered her mouth and looked at Elena with a mocking face.

"You said it, right, Star Fury of the Goblin?"

"Or"

"Should I call you, Holy Light Church, Her Highness the Saint of Qing Lie?"

Mollica performed the highest etiquette to Elena.

But the mockery on her face and eyes never diminished.

Faced with Morica's mockery, Elena didn't care.

She lowered her eyelashes.

It seemed that she was recalling the past that was too painful to look back on.

"From the moment I was tied to the fire rack, I am no longer the Saint Elena."

"You can call me Elena, of course"

Elena smiled faintly, her purple eyes were full of tenderness.

"You can call me, the wife of Goblin General Tian, ​​Elena-Tian."

"Oh!"

Molika felt it carefully, and indeed could not feel a trace of holy power.

An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, both surprised and curious.

This Elena who once defeated the Demon King.

Now she has become the Star Fury of the Goblin, what happened?

No!

Mollica's eyes widened, as if she had heard something incredible.

"You, you, what did you just say?"

Did she hear it wrong?

The wife of the Goblin General?

That, the pure and flawless saint like an iceberg, married an ugly goblin?

She must have heard it wrong!

Absolutely, she heard it wrong.

Otherwise, how could she have discovered such a thing.

"Why?"

Elena raised her lips, revealing a playful expression.

"Are you surprised by such a thing?"

"What do you think?"

Looking at Elena, who was so calm without the holy power in front of her, Morica frowned.

"That's really disappointing!"

Elena chuckled, "If you can bless my engagement, I will be very happy"

"Hehe"

Morica sneered.

"Do you want your former defeated opponent to bless you?"

"Right."

Morica seemed to have thought of something, and her enchanting eyes flashed with a playful light:

"What do you think the Holy Light Church would do if they knew of your existence?"

Elena felt the provocation and contempt in Morica's words, but she just chuckled lightly.

"That's not great."

"If you bring those old guys here, I'll be even more grateful."

At this point, Morica could feel Elena's terrible murderous aura.

"Oh, really!"

"Then I'll go find the bard when I go back, and let your wonderful story spread throughout the entire Western Continent."

Morica's eyes were fixed on Elena, as if she wanted to see Elena's loss of composure.

But unfortunately, from then on, Elena has been calm and unhurried.

No, why should she!

She obviously lost her holy power.

Why, from then on, she didn't even look at her! ! !