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

Chapter 213 The so-called entertainers.

Under the deep, boundless night sky.

Jealousy slowly stretched out her slender arms, her gaze piercing through layers of clouds and mist, pointing directly at the vast and boundless starry sky, and she let out a joyful laugh.

"Jealousy, joy, pleasure—"

As the words were spoken.

Above the starry sky, the stars hanging above the Milky Way suddenly began to shine.

This echoes the wild pronouncements of jealousy.

"I am the one who collects all beauty and brings joy to the world."

"What?!"

Serya's eyes were serious, her face full of disbelief.

"Jealousy" is one of the seven original sins.

A complex of jealousy and desire.

Jealousy, envy, admiration, joy.

All emotions arising from things that do not belong to oneself can be categorized as "jealousy".

Although it cannot compare to the aggression of greed or the destruction of gluttony.

However, the shadow of "jealousy" is present in almost every major historical event, national turmoil, and demise.

She may not be the main planner, but the main culprit.

He was not the mastermind behind everything.

But they definitely interfered in these events and attempted to dictate the direction of a series of events.

She led that direction toward an end point that she found interesting.

Even if that end result is widespread suffering, national extinction, and annihilation.

She would do anything she thought was interesting without hesitation, regardless of the consequences.

This is the sin of "jealousy".

Throughout human history, people have been judged for their "jealousy."

He is second only to a gluttonous, greedy person in danger.

If Mo Yang knew how Seya described "jealousy" at that moment, he would definitely summarize it in one extremely accurate sentence.

This person is a classic entertainer!

They don't care how big the turmoil is, they don't care about the life or death of living beings, they don't even care about the extinction of races or nations.

He, she, it only cares.

Will it bring her joy?

"What exactly do you want?!"

Serya stared intently at Jealousy.

"what?"

Jealousy chuckled softly, her laughter alluring.

"Of course, I think that would be very interesting."

"What?!"

Serya was about to ask something when a sudden explosion interrupted him.

"Boom!"

An explosion occurred not far away.

Smoke and dust billowed.

"oops."

Jealousy looked up and saw flames shooting into the sky not far away.

"Looks like it's a lot of fun over there!"

Then, he turned and left, leaving behind a single sentence before departing.

"You're quite good-looking."

"It's just a pity, it's too boring."

"I hope you'll be more interesting next time we meet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the jealous figure vanished.

Only Seria, filled with self-doubt, remained.

Could it be that after losing her power as a hero, she is truly nothing?

No, no!

Serya shook her head, telling herself.

"Now is not the time to think about that."

"Over there?"

Just now, when he used his magical perception, he had already discovered the base of those people.

Among them are many girls who have been trafficked.

Damn it.

How dare they traffic people!

What do they take people for?!

Xiaoyan, don't worry.

Serya went quickly without stopping for a moment.

On the outskirts of the remote town of Linxia, ​​night fell slowly like a heavy curtain, obscuring the last rays of sunlight from the horizon.

In this forgotten land, an abandoned farm stands alone.

Weeds grew all around, and the wind howled through the dilapidated fence, as if whispering untold secrets.

"Hahaha, this is truly a windfall!"

A burst of rough and excited laughter broke the surrounding silence.

Several figures staggered forward in the dim light, carrying heavy bags on their shoulders, their eyes gleaming with greed.

Their words revealed their fervor for the wealth they were about to acquire:

"We've really hit the jackpot this time. Look at this cargo, it's so fresh and tempting."

"Especially that elf, it's a rare find, it's sure to fetch a good price!"

One of them lowered his voice, his tone full of pride and anticipation.

"Elves? These days, would anyone actually spend that much money on something like that?"

The other person was skeptical.

"What? You're out of touch? Lately, the nobles and wealthy merchants in the city are flocking to elves."

"What if it suddenly wakes up?"

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Someone asked with concern.

"Don't worry, we're using a special potion. She won't be able to move an inch in three days and three nights."

The man in the lead answered confidently, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

The topic shifted, and they began to discuss another batch of "goods"—the innocent women who had been kidnapped, their words filled with lewdness and shamelessness.

"Tonight, we're going to have some fun. Those women, tsk tsk, they're really..."

However, just as they were indulging in their sinful fantasies...

A sharp, cold light suddenly ripped through the night sky, like the scythe of death, instantly taking a life.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering on the faces of those around them, bringing a chilling cold and terror.

"What!?"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

But then, two more heavy thuds followed, as if two lives had vanished silently into the darkness.

The remaining man was as pale as a sheet, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

He looked around frantically, trying to find the invisible killer.

But all he could catch a glimpse of a ghostly black shadow and the rapidly spreading line of blood on his neck.

"No...it's impossible..."

His voice trembled, eventually turning into a desperate groan.

Then, his head slid off his shoulder.

In an instant, only one person remained, staring in shock at the seemingly frail little elf—Ye Yan.

"You, you, how could you possibly be awake?"

Ye Yan slowly wiped the blood from her face and looked back.

This glance left the last person present completely stunned.

This instilled in the lurking observers in an unprecedented sense of awe and reverence.

Those blood-red gemstone eyes shone in the moonlight.

It shimmers with an eerie and captivating light, as if it can see into the deepest fears and desires of the human heart.

His appearance transcended the boundaries of the mortal world, breathtakingly beautiful.

Yet it is also incredibly alluring.

It makes people want to stop and linger.

The night remained deep;

The wind was still biting.

That one glance left the man momentarily stunned, a strange emotion welling up within him.

I want it, I want it, I want it.

Why, why, why?

She could have such a beautiful face, especially her eyes.

So beautiful.

I really want it.

He wanted to possess her exclusively, and was jealous of why she was favored by heaven.

Want it, and then—

destroy!

Instinctively, the man took a step forward.

brush!

Seeing the man's unusual behavior, Ye Yan frowned and picked up the thin thread in her hand without hesitation.

"puff!"

A dull, resolute sound was followed by a gruesome scene of flesh being torn apart.

The man's neck seemed to be sliced ​​cleanly and swiftly by an invisible blade, without the slightest hesitation.

The head traced a poignant arc in the air before finally crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.

(End of this chapter)