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

Chapter 158: Before the Blood Mist, Victoria Arrives. (Please continue reading!)

"Impossible, impossible!"

The sound gradually faded, and the figure gradually disappeared.

Watching Yasen leave, Ye Yan did not chase after him.

"How rude of me!"

Ye Yan murmured to himself, glancing to the side.

"So, what is it you want now, little fox?"

Just when everything seemed to have fallen silent.

A figure quietly emerged from the blood mist.

Like a messenger returned from hell. She was a woman covered in blood.

Her clothes were torn, and her skin was stained with blood, as if every inch of her body was telling a story of endless pain and struggle.

Even with powerful magic surrounding it, it couldn't completely resist the corrosive effects of the blood mist.

Her skin was peeling off piece by piece, revealing horrifying flesh and blood.

However, at that moment, a miracle occurred.

An inexplicable power surged from her shattered body.

call!

Her blood suddenly ignited, like a blazing flame, instantly engulfing her.

The flames did not bring destruction; instead, they became the prelude to rebirth.

Under the baptism of flames,

Her flesh and blood gradually healed, and her new skin was as white and flawless as the first snow. Her smooth black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, adding to her otherworldly charm.

When the flames finally died down, a woman dressed in a gorgeous long dress and exuding a noble air appeared before Ye Yan.

She slightly lifted her skirt and performed an extremely elegant aristocratic gesture, her voice clear and firm:

"Greetings, Lord Gluttony."

In the vast twilight, the sky seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of leaden clouds, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

"That's a monster."

"The Monster Beyond Changli"

"It's simply impossible to win."

Run, run.

At some point, Arsen ran to the edge of the blood mist and saw the azure sky.

My tense mood, which had been gripped by fear, eased considerably in an instant.

Yassen stopped and looked back.

Looking at the blood mist that had been split apart by the hero's power, he felt regret and inner turmoil.

Perhaps, there are still people living there now.

Perhaps there are people there waiting for rescue right now.

Perhaps, if he could go there now, he could save one or two more.

Even just one would be fine.

But no matter how hard he tried, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, too heavy to take a step.

Katz!

However, just a moment after Yassen hesitated.

The strange electric current that was blocked by the blood mist let out a mournful cry.

Then, in Arsen's despairing gaze...

The blood mist, shattered by the hero's power, broke through the hero's remaining strength and closed up again.

How could that be?

"No, don't."

Arsen was shocked and went up to them.

next moment.

With a snap, in the midst of slow, tense moments, he tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground.

"No"

He reached out his hand, looking helplessly at the gradually closing blood mist, and pleaded.

"I, and my men, are still inside."

"don't want"

If we close them together.

This means that all his men perished in the blood mist.

There is no chance of survival.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"No!"

At that moment, Arsen went mad.

My previous hesitation has become a joke.

Several thousand cavalrymen, in less than a day.

The entire army was wiped out, leaving him all alone.

How could this happen?

Da da da!

Just then, a series of crisp and hurried footsteps sounded from behind, breaking the suffocating silence.

He turned around abruptly and saw a figure, like an elf in the night, silently moving through the ruins and finally stopping beside him.

That was Victoria.

She wore a shimmering, long dress, her hair cascading down her back, and her eyes sparkled with an unusual light. She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet possessed an indescribable air of mystery.

Her appearance deepened Arsen's suspicions:

"What...what does she want to do?"

But he didn't have time to think about it too much, because now was not the time to dwell on these things.

Loneliness and fear surged in like a tide, almost overwhelming him.

Arsen collapsed to his knees, his hands trembling, and cried out in a hoarse voice:

"No, don't go!"

"There, there are monsters."

He was trying to stop something, but he didn't know exactly what it was; he just instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis.

However, the response he received was not the comfort he had hoped for.

Instead, it was Victoria's angry voice, as icy as ice:

"monster?"

"No!"

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Victoria shook her head, her tone suddenly softening, and a strange light shone in her eyes.

"That's my child, he's not a monster."

"child?"

Arsen looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief, staring intently at the ruby ​​eyes that shone like a galaxy and were as red as true blood.

I understand what.

"Ruby eyes, they're all ruby ​​eyes."

"Hahahahaha!"

Arsen stood up and staggered away from the edge of the blood mist, muttering something to himself.

"Ruby, elves, they're all monsters."

"Don't touch it, don't look at it, and definitely don't stop."

"Monsters, they're all monsters."

"."

"He's gone mad!"

As Arsen walked away, Jarius crossed his arms and said...

"Um"

Victoria lowered her eyebrows and nodded slightly.

I feel a little uneasy.

"Tell me, am I cruel?"

"ha?"

Arius looked at Victoria, puzzled.

"If I had persuaded them more, those knights might not have died."

"Clearly, this is not their fault."

"ha"

Jarius pouted, looking indignant, and said:

"What business is it of yours?"

"If they're determined to die, not even nine oxen could pull them away."

"This is their fate."

As he spoke, Jarius's expression turned slightly serious and sorrowful.

"Hey, why do some people always use their narrow-minded perspective to define the scope of this world?"

"believing that's how the world is"

"Thinks that he is very capable."

"However, what they don't realize is that their actions are nothing more than frogs in a well trying to see the moon's reflection in the water."

"The earth in this world is deep, the sky is high, but it's just too chaotic."

"It makes people unable to fathom its depth."

"To do something you know is impossible—this world has no shortage of fools."

"Therefore, the great Jarius believes you have done nothing wrong!"

Jarius, hands on his hips, comforted Victoria, saying:

"Furthermore, since they've already stepped onto this battlefield, this land, and knowing there's danger ahead, they still pressed on."

"Then you're prepared to die!"

"Thank you for comforting me."

"I'm not trying to comfort you!"

Arius turned his head away haughtily.

"I just don't want to change contractors anymore."

Victoria glanced at it, and the haughty, coy Jarius chuckled softly.

Then, I went inside.

Little did she know, within the blood mist, a pair of eyes had already been watching her.

The man licked his lips, a hint of doubt appearing in his mind.

"Why is this blood mist so drawn to this elf?"

"interesting"

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(End of this chapter)