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

Chapter 103 The Gate of Truth, the Saintess, the Flame of Truth.

I remembered that the first time we faced the goblins, Lisa slowly crouched down and gave Xiaoyu a harmonious smile.

"How about I take you away from here?"

"it is good."

Xiaoyu spoke sweetly, her voice like heavenly music, captivating and enchanting.

However, her gaze remained fixed on the direction Ye Yan had left in.

Is there anything there?

Lisa noticed Xiaoyu's unusual behavior and followed Xiaoyu's gaze, but all she saw was darkness.

"without."

Xiaoyu shook her head.

"Let's hurry up and get out of here!"

Although this place has now been invaded by them, most of the goblins have been wiped out.

But just in case, it's best to go out first.

The main thing is.

She hasn't killed enough yet.

Lisa's face was grim as she gripped her rapier tightly and led Xiaoyu toward the cave.

Goblins, she will definitely kill all the goblins.

The night was as dark as ink, and the streetlights flickered in the darkness, as if they might go out at any moment.

A burly man, wielding a long spear, charged menacingly towards a short figure like a tiger descending a mountain.

"stop!"

The man's voice boomed like thunder, shaking the surrounding air.

His spear pierced the night sky, its sharp light flashing as it hurtled straight at Goblin Knight's chest.

Goblin Knight tilted his head slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if mocking the man's ignorance.

He didn't move, but simply turned his eyes slightly to look back at the sharp spear.

"What?"

Seeing Goblin Knight's composure, the man couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

But he didn't take the seemingly weak goblin seriously, thinking it was just a bluff.

Just as the spear was about to pierce Goblin Warrior's body, a sudden change occurred!

Goblin Warrior's mouth opened slightly, and he uttered a low, mysterious word:

"burst!"

"boom--"

A deafening roar, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.

The ceiling cracked open in an instant, sending shards of stone flying and dust billowing everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, several dark figures descended from the sky, appearing like ghosts between the spearman and the goblin warrior.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the man could finally see that the dark figures were actually humans dressed in black robes.

Their clothes were tattered, and they wore eerie smiles. On their black robes were engraved doors.

Pfft!

The spear pierced through the body of one of the men in black robes in an instant, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Hahahahaha!"

The man in black robes seemed to feel no pain and burst into laughter.

His laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing through the narrow corridor, sending chills down one's spine.

"How did you get down from up here?"

The man was about to draw his spear, but when the dust cleared and he saw the red door above the black robe, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hahahaha!"

The man in black robes burst into loud laughter, the sound echoing through the corridor.

"That's fantastic!"

The man in black robes continued speaking to himself:

"This portal is a gift we prepared especially for you. Feel the power from another world!"

After saying that, he actually placed his hand on the spear and thrust it in and out, as if he were enjoying the pleasure brought by the pain.

A satisfied smile spread across his face, as if the bleeding wound was merely part of his performance.

"Ouch, it hurts, but it feels great!"

The man in black robes continued shouting, his voice filled with madness and excitement.

His actions sent chills down the man's spine; he had never seen such a bizarre and cruel opponent.

"You are the gate to truth!"

The man gritted his teeth, his voice echoing in the silent night.

His face was contorted with anger and fear, and he gripped the spear tightly in his hand with a sudden force.

The spear spun like a whirlwind, carrying the force of a thunderbolt.

In an instant, a shocking hole was torn open in the black-robed man's body.

The black robes of the man in black fluttered in the night wind, as if mourning the impending doom.

However, what was shocking was that the man in black seemed completely unconcerned about it.

A burst of red flame suddenly shot out from the wound, burning fiercely like hellfire, and began to relentlessly incinerate his body.

Flames leaped in the darkness, illuminating the black-robed man's twisted and crazed face.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The man in black robes let out a deafening laugh, a laugh filled with madness and provocation.

"You know us? How about joining us and becoming a disciple of the Gate of Truth?!"

He turned his head 90 degrees, his eyes bloodshot, as if he wanted to drag the man into this endless abyss.

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"No, who wants to join a bunch of lunatics!"

The man roared and swung his spear again, aiming straight for the black-robed man's heart.

However, just as the spear was about to pierce through the black-robed man's body, a deep red flame suddenly erupted from his heart, instantly melting the spear.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch!"

The black-robed man's teeth chattered menacingly as he looked up, the flames on his wound burning even more intensely.

His face appeared even more grotesque and terrifying in the flames.

"Come, embrace the gates of truth!"

The man in black robes let out a ferocious smile. His figure gradually twisted and deformed in the flames, eventually transforming into a giant fireman that lunged at the man.

The man tried to run away in terror, but the man in black robes held him tightly like an iron clamp.

The flames quickly spread to the man's entire body, engulfing him in endless pain.

"Ahhhhh!"

"You damned heretics!"

"Don't think you can get out of here!"

"The Gold-rank adventurers will absolutely not let you get away with this!"

"Oh!"

The man in black robes sneered.

"They will all return to the embrace of truth, including all the people and all the creatures here, even the goblins!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Let us return to the embrace of truth and embrace it!

As soon as he finished speaking, even more terrifying flames erupted from the black-robed man, burning his skin, flesh, and even bones.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The man struggled and shouted, but to no avail.

"Water, water!"

In despair, the man screamed as he took all the water from his ring and frantically poured it over himself.

However, the flames seemed to be alive, frantically devouring everything, and even water could not extinguish them.

"Ahhhhh!"

The man let out a heart-wrenching scream as his body rapidly burst into flames.

In no time, he turned into a pile of ashes, which drifted away in the wind.

"Hahaha, fool! How can the fire of truth be extinguished with water?"

The men in black robes laughed, and in their eyes, there was not a trace of sadness at the death of their comrades.

It was as if the black-robed man who had just died was not one of them.

The woman in black robes at the head of the group glanced coldly at the man's ashes, then said indifferently:

"Let's go, we still have a lot to do."

Her voice was calm and indifferent, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

"Besides those rebellious elements underground, there are also many people to arrest this time, so there's no need to waste any more time."

Especially the strange goblin that the succubus mentioned.

The woman in the black robe thought to herself.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The pagans answered in unison, their eyes filled with awe and fascination for the woman in black.

They followed behind her and disappeared into the vast night.

All that remained was the man's pile of ashes, which had not yet completely dissipated, swaying gently in the wind.

(End of this chapter)