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

Chapter 167 Past Memories

Rumble!

Explosions could be heard all around.

Victoria slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was a dilapidated street.

The buildings on both sides of the street were dilapidated, and weeds grew rampant among the broken walls.

It's as if time has frozen here, or perhaps it has been forgotten by the endless flames of war.

The sky was no longer a tranquil blue, but had been stained leaden gray by the heavy smoke of gunpowder.

Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight would pierce through the clouds, but they would only weakly fall upon this desolate land, adding to the bleakness and despair.

The roar of airplanes grew louder as they approached, piercing the sky and casting a deadly shadow, carrying the whisper of death.

Explosions followed one after another, deafeningly loud.

Each tremor seemed to tear the earth apart, dust and gravel flew everywhere, obscuring the view, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of gunpowder and burnt earth.

"here it is"

Victoria looked around curiously.

"Xiao Yan's past life memories?"

On the streets, broken rubble and abandoned vehicles are piled up haphazardly, forming insurmountable obstacles.

At that moment, Victoria saw one or two ragged, haggard figures staggering through the ruins.

Their eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, yet also with a glimmer of hope for survival.

Suddenly, as if they had discovered something, they rushed towards Victoria.

Victoria didn't make a move as she watched the child rush towards her.

So, we're about to bump into each other.

brush!

next moment.

The two children passed right through Victoria.

Victoria glanced at the translucent body, then looked back at the two children and picked up the fist-sized, dark bun from the ground, hiding it in her bosom as if it were a treasure.

Upon seeing this, a hint of pity flashed in Victoria's eyes.

But she could do nothing.

Because, at this moment, she is in this world.

No.

In this memory, it is nothing more than a wisp of a ghost.

This is the ancient forbidden magic, 【Entering a Dream in an Instant】.

It allows one to delve into the deepest memories of others, to walk through their memories as a passerby.

Furthermore, as Victoria gazed at her hand, tiny specks of light appeared, causing ripples to spread through the space.

Her originally translucent body alternated between being ethereal and solid.

She has a chance to change.

Yes, let her take action on this world of memories.

This method is not as simple as just altering memories.

It can even directly alter everything and everyone in that memory.

This will change everyone who has this memory, making them believe that this event is real.

To put it metaphorically, it is...

Rumble!

Victoria looked up, and for a moment the space seemed to freeze, as if a camera shutter had been pressed.

Meanwhile, a cannonball was about to land in front of the two children.

She can save them now.

It even changed the city.

All she had to do was reach out slightly to save the two children.

Victoria's hands moved between reality and illusion.

Therefore, in this memory, the two children would not have died.

And everyone who has this memory would think so too.

It is believed that the two children did not die in the explosion.

In fact, to a certain extent, even if they pay a certain price, the two children would not die in the real world.

Between reality and illusion, within dreams, reality is stolen.

The altered memories will become reality and truly exist.

This is the other side of the dream world, where reality and illusion alternate—a fleeting moment in a dream.

If the price is high enough, one can alter the outcome of reality through a person's memory.

but.

Victoria slowly lowered her hand.

The things and people in front of us.

As for Yan'er, nothing can be changed.

Even if we do it, it won't change our current situation.

It must be something far more profound.

Rumble!

Bombs fell from the sky.

The next moment, the two little ones were torn to pieces by the bomb.

brush!

The black bread, impacted by the bomb, flew out and landed in front of the burly men.

"What bad luck!"

The big man looked at the body that had been blown to pieces and was very dissatisfied.

"They only caught two kids?"

"I thought it would be some big fish that took the bait!"

"What a disappointment."

"By the way, how did these kids end up on the battlefield?"

"Isn't this normal? Using it well for children is also a strategic tactic."

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The burly man chuckled as he reached for the black bread on the ground.

brush!

A dark figure suddenly appeared.

"What?!"

The burly men were clearly frightened by the silent, unseen figure.

He paused for only a moment before immediately drawing his gun from his waist, just as he was about to aim.

That petite figure, taking advantage of her short stature, moved through the ruins and houses.

"Quick, after them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man responded and hurriedly gave chase.

But it was too late. Almost without noticing, that petite figure moved like a cunning mouse.

In an instant, they vanished without a trace.

"Damn it!"

The burly man cursed under his breath.

The shadowy figure had clearly been lying in wait for a long time, waiting for them to relax their guard before making its move.

Unexpectedly, they, the hunters, became the prey.

Furthermore, judging from the height of the shadowy figure, it was clearly a child. They had actually been tricked by a child!

Don't let him catch you, or he'll definitely regret ever being born!

"That is?"

Upon seeing that figure, Victoria's smile blossomed.

If I'm not mistaken, that figure is indeed her child.

The screen changes.

In other words, Ye Yan was present on the screen the whole time.

But thinking about it, it makes sense, since this is within Yan'er's memory.

Therefore, this must be the scene from Ye Yan's memory.

I didn't expect that.

Thinking of those two children, dying in that way in front of Yan'er.

Victoria suddenly understood.

Why were you so decisive when Yan'er was born?

Looking at the oppressive sky, surrounded by the echoing sounds of gunfire.

In such a world, kindness and compassion are utterly useless.

Perhaps this is one reason why Yan'er was able to quickly integrate into the goblin's lair, a place where the strong prey on the weak.

Indeed, Victoria had been subtly aware of it for some time.

She knew about the unusual features of her child.

How could a newborn possess such advanced skills?

They even guessed it.

But she couldn't believe it.

What kind of experiences shaped Yan'er into someone with such a pure yet decisive nature?

As for the thought, the memory of being reborn in her womb as a child.

Victoria didn't care.

All she knew was that the moment Yan'er called her "Mom" was the moment she was saved.

She is Yan'er's mother.

Yan'er is her, Victoria's, Andormir's child.

Come to think of it, she hasn't given Yan'er a real name yet!

I need to think about it carefully later.

A name is not something to be taken lightly.

(End of this chapter)