Chapter 122 Pure Elf Bloodline?

In the forest shrouded in night.

A sharp sword aura ripped through the night sky, accompanied by a deafening "bang".

Harley's severed hand fell to the ground sadly, like a leaf swept up by a storm.

Instantly, excruciating pain contorted his face, and a piercing scream erupted from his throat:

"Ugh! You damn goblin!"

Harley struggled to his feet, his eyes flashing with a mad fire.

He stretched out his only remaining hand, and magic rapidly condensed in his palm, forming a dazzling ball of light.

The next moment, the ball of light, like a cannonball compressed to its limit, shot towards Ye Yan with a devastating force.

Ye Yan remained highly vigilant, and the moment Harley raised his hand, he sensed the approaching danger.

He dodged the deadly magic cannon with the agility of a fish.

The magic cannon grazed his cheek before exploding with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"What is this?"

Ye Yan was filled with curiosity; he had never seen such a bizarre method of magical attack.

"Not bad, is it?"

Suddenly, a rough voice reached Ye Yan's ears.

As soon as he turned around, he was met with a sharp slash from Ye Yan. Fortunately, Ye Yan activated "Shadow Step" in time to dodge Wood's attack.

"Oh"

Wood exclaimed in surprise, intrigued by the goblin's convenient skill.

Compared to the "elf spell" mentioned by the magician, the skill is indeed simpler and more direct.

Behold the dark shadows moving on the ground, just as Wood was preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Ye Yan as he emerged.

Just then, a dark shadow suddenly attacked.

He was startled and quickly swung his sword to strike.

With a "bang," the shadow shattered instantly under Wood's blade.

When I came to my senses, Ye Yan's figure had already disappeared.

Did you use shadow clones to divert his attention and then hide?

Moreover, they were hiding right in front of him, a gold-level adventurer.

This skill doesn't seem to be something only goblins use during their growth period.

No, even a mature goblin probably doesn't have that skill or ability.

"What are you thinking, meow?!"

Under the moonlight, Eileen's eyes were as deep as a lake as she gently picked up Harley's broken arm.

From her rune-embroidered sleeve, a needle gleaming with a faint silver light slipped out silently.

"I...I underestimated my opponent."

Harley gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He knew how serious his mistake had been.

Now he knew that the goblin in front of him was definitely not simple.

Perhaps we can even find the secrets of "elf magic" in him.

Thinking of this, Harley's desire for Ye Yan grew even stronger.

A goblin with noble, pure-blooded elf lineage.

If those old fogies knew this, they'd go crazy.

They might even disregard their reputation and come here to drag Ye Yan onto the operating table.

After all, because of the existence of the Elf King, most races dare not touch elves, let alone noble purebred elves.

But before us are goblins with such bloodlines.

If the elf can't move, why can't the goblin?

If possible, goblins could even obtain more elven bloodlines through breeding?!

Even because they are goblins, they can use some research methods that cannot be applied to humans.

After all, goblins don't have human rights, so this thing needs protection.

Thinking of this, Harley's eyes burned with fervor.

"Eileen, are you ready?"

Harley took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Eileen nodded, her eyes also shining with determination.

Her needle began to fly across Harley's severed arm, each stitch precise, as if she were weaving an exquisite pattern.

And this is Eileen's skill, "Stitching".

"Nerves, blood vessels, flesh, and bones are all perfectly connected. Don't do any strenuous exercise with this hand in the short term."

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still can't understand it!"

Wood stroked his chin, watching Eileen's stitching technique, then swung his broadsword, casually deflecting the flying knife Ye Yan shot at him, and praised her.

"I'm very satisfied, Eileen. Your skills are getting better and better."

Harley flexed his wrists, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

However, just as they were talking, a loud rumbling sound suddenly rang out, as if the earth itself was trembling.

Immediately afterwards, countless vines, as if alive, surged wildly from all directions, entangling them and trying to drag them into the dark abyss.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Looking at the sheer number of vines, Eileen exclaimed in admiration.

This level of power has already reached the standard of maturity!

It's truly unbelievable that this was summoned by a goblin during its growth stage.

"snort"

Harley snorted and stepped forward.

"What a waste!"

In that instant, the entire forest seemed to freeze.

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Only Harley's spiritual domain was expanding wildly, covering an area of ​​ten meters in radius.

When he opened his eyes again, a fire dragon had already materialized in his hand.

The fire dragon roared, spewing scorching flames that instantly incinerated all the vines.

"This elven spell is nothing special."

Eileen looked at the burning vines and said calmly.

"It's just that this goblin is too weak right now."

Harley shook his head.

"Perhaps he hasn't learned the other elven spells yet."

"So, do you know where he is?"

Wood looked at the three of them and asked.

"?"

Eileen and Harley looked at Edward with confusion.

"That goblin is a monster, possessing unimaginable stealth skills and assassination techniques."

"ha"

Wood and Harley were annoyed.

Why didn't you say so earlier?

"You didn't ask."

"Damn it"

Harley suddenly became agitated.

Is he really going to get away like this?

No, absolutely not.

"Hmph, meow!"

At that moment, Eileen proudly puffed out her little chest.

"I have a way!"

At this moment, Ye Yan, who was hiding in the corner, was surprised to see the method of reattaching the severed arm.

It's amazing that it could connect so perfectly in this environment.

And the magical power of the one with glasses far surpasses his.

The magic his mother taught him didn't work.

The sniper rifle is out of bullets.

Even now, his body is nearing its limit.

The effect of "self-sufficiency" is disappearing.

At this point, Ye Yan had virtually no means to defeat them.

The only way is to run away.

Just as Ye Yan was about to take action, a melodious voice boomed like a clap of thunder in spring.

"Found it, meow!"

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword light, like an arrow piercing the sky, pierced straight towards them.

With his exceptional reflexes, Ye Yan rolled away just as the sword light was about to strike, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

However, what puzzled Ye Yan was...

The next woman with cat ears pointed precisely to it.

His location.

(End of this chapter)

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