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

Chapter 257 The Power of Jealousy, the Holder of Moderation

It's a familiar taste.

Ye Yan sniffed the air and subconsciously listened to Jealousy's words. Just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Serya.

"What exactly do you want?!"

Serya shielded Ye Yan behind her, staring intently at Jealousy with a serious expression.

"what?"

"What's it to you?"

"besides"

A jealous gaze fell on Serya, and she chuckled softly.

"You should have noticed by now!"

"Behind you, behind you are the elf cubs."

Ho ho ho! ! !

The jealous words were not yet finished.

It was then completely drowned out by a deafening dragon roar that could shake the heavens and the earth.

The roar, like the rage of an ancient thunder god, tore through the air and made the surrounding trees tremble.

Not far away, the adventurers fighting the dragon stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with fear.

"That, that is..."

They muttered to themselves, their voices filled with disbelief.

"Dragon power! How is this possible..."

Immediately, a sense of despair spread through the crowd.

"Oh no, run!"

As it slid down.

A faint yet exceptionally dazzling red light enveloped it tightly, like the first rays of dawn, yet it contained a world-destroying power.

The young dragon roared to the sky, its voice filled with both anger and defiance. With a mere casual sweep of its tail, it was like the scythe of death slashing through the air, instantly turning hundreds of adventurers into nothingness. Only desperate wails and the stench of blood remained in the air.

Even more astonishingly, the broken wings miraculously began to repair themselves under the nourishment of the red light, eventually transforming into a pair of complete and powerful wings.

The young dragon spread its wings and soared into the sky. Although its posture was slightly unsteady, it could not hide its kingly demeanor.

"No."

The adventurer watched the young dragon take flight again and was plunged into despair once more.

What made them even more desperate was that the dragon's breath, powerful enough to destroy everything, was beginning to gather in the young dragon's mouth.

"That kind of being, that kind of being, is indeed impossible to defeat."

"It's so noisy!"

Jealousy furrowed her brow, her fingertips lightly gliding through the air.

"Get out of here!"

brush!

As the ethereal voice rang out, a streak of green sword light flew out.

To everyone's astonishment, the green sword light actually pierced through the dragon scales that the dragon race was so proud of, leaving behind a hideous sword mark!

"roar!"

The young dragon let out a mournful cry, as if it had encountered something terrifying. It flapped its damaged wings and fled into the distance without looking back.

Then, like a shooting star, it fell into the depths of the forest.

"Dead, dead?"

The adventurer stared intently at the spot where the young dragon had fallen, his mouth agape in disbelief.

Was it instantly killed?

They instantly killed the helpless dragons?

What kind of strength is this?

Even if a hero were to be reborn, he probably wouldn't be this powerful!

"dragon!"

Suddenly, a man saw many people running towards the forest, remembered what had happened, and shouted, immediately alerting the many adventurers.

Yup!

Judging from the dragon's appearance, even if it didn't die, it would be half-crippled.

Although they don't expect to win, what if they do?

Moreover, dragons are covered in treasures.

The dragon blood that was spilled was enough to offset their payment for ten years!

If they could get a single dragon scale, they would never have to worry for the rest of their lives!

"Charge!"

"To rid the people of this scourge!"

"Take advantage of the dragon's weakness and kill that evil dragon!"

Countless adventurers, turning back and chanting slogans of justice, rushed into the forest in search of the fallen young dragon.

Little did they know, they were about to be drawn into a war, a real war.

"snort!"

Jealousy snorted coldly, and as she turned her head, she blinked.

Somewhat confused.

"What are you doing!"

Serya held the gleaming holy sword without fear.

The Holy Sword sensed a worthy opponent and opened its eyes, but unfortunately, its wielder seems rather inadequate.

This guy.

Serya cursed inwardly.

Seraphine hadn't expected the Holy Sword to awaken at this moment; this was something she hadn't anticipated.

Why didn't you wake up when faced with jealousy before?

A question arose in Serya's mind.

"Hey, are you hiding?"

Jealousy suppressed the joy on her face, and with a wave of her hand, a fireball as bright as the sun appeared in her palm.

The moment the fireball appeared, the surrounding temperature instantly rose.

"This, this..."

"What is she trying to do?!"

The adventurers who hadn't left looked terrified.

"Since you're hiding, then blast this whole place to smithereens. I refuse to believe you won't come out."

"What?"

Serya was puzzled. What? Hiding?

She looked back and suddenly realized that Ye Yan had disappeared at some point.

When did they run away?

"But, that's just right."

The holy sword emitted a series of sword cries!

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"You think a broken sword can hurt me?"

A jealous chuckle.

"That's incredibly naive!"

Just as the words were spoken, and jealousy was about to take hold...

"Young man, why are you so angry?"

From the crowd, a boy who was less than 1.3 meters tall stepped out and spoke in a pretentious manner.

"You little brat!"

An adventurer tried to grab the child to prevent him from dying, but the moment he reached out, he found that the child had vanished.

But ever since it appeared, it has remained in the presence of jealousy.

"What?!"

For the first time, jealousy showed surprise on that usually composed expression.

court death?

Jealousy did not hesitate to throw out the fireball containing terrifying heat.

However, something happened that made everyone's eyes widen.

The fireball, as bright as the sun, was like a toy in the boy's hands.

Then, it was actually extinguished by hand!

"A Temperance Holder?"

Jealousy seemed to know who the boy was; she took a step back to create distance and said in a very unfriendly tone:

"You old codger, what are you doing out here instead of staying in that canyon?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The boy stroked his chin and chuckled softly, like an old man.

"I don't want to run around like this either; my legs aren't what they used to be. But what can I do when my disciple did something so important?"

"Why"

As he spoke, the boy sighed, wanting to say something more, but was interrupted by jealousy.

"Are you going to get involved in this?"

The boy didn't speak, he just nodded.

"good!"

After saying that, Jealousy left decisively, leaving behind a single sentence.

"I'll give you face."

"You won't be so lucky next time."

Serya looked at the boy in front of her in shock. The witch had actually been driven away by a boy with just a few words.

"what!"

Suddenly, Jasmine screamed.

"No way! What is His Majesty doing here?"

"What?"

Serya pressed on, puzzled, "Do you know who that boy is?"

"ah"

Suddenly asked a question, Jasmine scratched her head and said with a look of reverence:

"I believe that no mage is unaware of this Your Majesty!"

He has many names.

"A mage of temperance. A child who never grows up, an existence that wanders beyond the world, an old man who lives on forever, a guardian of the world's borders."

"The most remarkable among them is the greatest magician—"

"You are the hero?"

Suddenly, the disciplined magician boy approached from somewhere and looked at Serya, asking her a question.

Although it was a question, the tone was very certain.

"Wh-what?"

Jasmine's eyes widened, her gaze shifting back and forth between Serya and the boy.

I feel cheated.

(End of this chapter)