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

Chapter 271 The Gap in Power, Devouring, the Unwilling Goblin Black

No, we must deal with him as soon as possible!

Just as Goblin Black was thinking this.

"alright!"

Morris spoke coldly, and an aura that was hard to conceal began to gather.

"What?"

Goblin Black was puzzled and confused; the human's aura had suddenly changed a lot.

next moment.

Morris's previously suppressed power erupted all at once.

Brush brush!

In just one second, Morris unleashed countless slashes.

The slashes in the air resembled lines, weaving together to form a net.

"What?!"

Goblin Black felt a blur before his eyes.

The next moment, countless slashes, invisible to the naked eye, flashed by.

"Huh!"

By the time Goblin Black came to his senses...

His limbs were cut off, leaving only his head and body.

The goblin was shredded into a meat stick, leaving only its head panting in a sorry state.

puff!

Blood kept flowing from his limbs, staining the ground red.

Why?

The goblin black lying on the ground looked puzzled and confused.

Why is this happening?

He didn't understand.

I don't understand why the humans in front of me have such power.

Why is the adventurer in front of me so powerful?

Isn't he a Silver-rank adventurer?

Could it be that the Golden Adventurers are not humanity's highest fighting force?

Was his intelligence wrong?

Why is this Silver-rank adventurer so powerful?

Why?

Goblin Black was very puzzled.

But no one would answer his questions.

Morris slowly raised his sword and calmly said:

"Die!"

"No"

Goblin Black's face was filled with terror, fear, and resentment.

"No, no, I don't want to die!"

"I don't want to die like this."

He hasn't yet eaten those high-ranking goblins who look down on him.

He hasn't killed that wretched goblin who blinded one of his eyes yet.

How could he die here?

"That's not up to you."

"But if you just tell me where that white-haired goblin is..."

"I can consider it and let you go."

That's obviously a lie; Morris would never let any goblin go.

The reason for sparing the goblin's life was simply to find and then kill the white-haired goblin.

what.

Goblin Black was stunned for a moment upon hearing Morris's words.

What is he saying?

A white-haired goblin?

In Goblin Black's mind, there was only that damned guy.

That guy, even if he's burned to ashes, he'll never forget him.

Could it be that this human has a grudge against that damned guy?

Thinking of this, Goblin Black was overjoyed.

Just as Goblin Black was fantasizing that these two damned guys would die in battle.

"Is that so?"

Morris stared at what was in front of him, while the silent goblin frowned and raised his sword.

Since we can't get any information, there's no need to waste time.

What?

Watching Maurice raise his sword.

Goblin Black was startled.

What is this guy trying to do?

Do not!

He said, "Why didn't I say so?"

Rather, he was happy to see that damn guy die!

Goblin Black was about to speak when he choked on the blood in his throat.

Damn!

Because the goblin in front of him was unwilling to speak, Morris concentrated his magic on the blade.

"If you don't want to talk, then go die!"

Without pausing for a moment, Morris plunged his sword into Goblin Black's heart.

Under the influence of magic, the sword pierced its body trembled inside the goblin's black entrails, and blood splattered everywhere.

Maurice drew his sword, watching as Maurice's life force gradually faded away.

Just as Maurice raised his knife again, intending to deliver a few more blows,

His sword, which he was about to swing, suddenly stopped.

"!"

Suddenly, Morris sensed something; this aura was unmistakable.

Without hesitation, without sheathing his sword, turning his head, or offering any explanation, Maurice left.

"Maurice, what's wrong?"

Amy and the others were puzzled. Killing a goblin without finishing it off and leaving immediately was not Maurice's style.

Did you realize something?

It has been like this for a long time.

Morris has a unique perception of goblins compared to others.

He could always sense the presence of goblins before anyone else.

And the same applies to high-level, special goblins.

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They had always suspected that even the power that they unleashed to fight the goblins might have originated from that ability.

However, no one asked.

After all, everyone has secrets.

The same applies to them.

Could it be that it sensed some special goblin?

Just like when we raided the goblin's lair, we abandoned them back then.

But what kind of goblin could elicit such a strong reaction from Maurice?

Amy and Fiona exchanged glances, nodded, and their expressions turned somber.

Could that be my "goblin" friend?

The two women hesitated for only a moment before following.

Little did anyone know, the goblin black that had been cut in two by Morris suddenly opened its eyes.

"puff!"

Blood gushed from Goblin Black's mouth as he gritted his teeth, his face contorted in agony.

"I won't die."

I will definitely not die.

Those goblins didn't die, those arrogant high-ranking goblins didn't die, those damned goblins didn't die.

How could he die!

The goblin was struggling, lying on its chin.

He lay prone, facing the golden adventurer.

The body was dragged, leaving long trails of blood on the ground.

He will recover as long as he eats that stuff.

Fortunately, it wasn't far, and we climbed up quickly.

He lunged forward and bit into the still-unfinished corpse.

"I won't die."

The goblin kept biting and chewing.

The next moment, Goblin Black felt an incredible power coursing through his body, gradually strengthening and becoming stronger.

The severed limbs of Maurice had sprouted visible strands of flesh.

They reproduce and multiply like worms.

His injuries gradually healed.

So close, so very close.

The goblin black kept gnawing, devouring itself without a care in the world.

Da da da!

Just then, footsteps came from not far away, which sounded like an echo from hell to Goblin Black.

"So, you're still alive!"

Dita looked at the goblin black before him, devouring the corpses of his fellow humans, and a growing sense of disgust filled his eyes.

"Your ability seems to be activated by devouring corpses?"

Dita stared at the cells that were constantly dividing in the goblin black's limbs with disgust, and raised his sword.

"Thankfully, I'm back."

"Otherwise, letting a goblin like you live would be a real menace!"

"No"

Goblin Black tore at flesh, staring in terror at the sword in Dita's hand.

"No, I don't want to die."

"I just want to live."

"What did I do wrong?!"

When he said his last words, Goblin Black almost roared.

This also caused Dita's sword, which was about to fall, to pause for a moment, but only for a moment, as he thought of the woman's eyes and the man's corpse.

Dita suddenly swung his sword down.

"They just wanted to live, are they wrong?"

"Do you think your goblin lives matter, but ours don't?!"

With Dita's furious roar, the moment the longsword swung down became even faster.

brush!

And just as it was about to fall back.

The sound of the world echoes within the goblin's black brain.

[Congratulations! Based on the effect of your skill "Devour," you have gained the skill "Selfless Path," which allows you to devour powerful human beings.]

"Hey"

The moment Goblin Black heard the sound, his initial feelings of grievance, sadness, and resentment instantly turned into something eerie.

He smiled smugly, showing no trace of his earlier embarrassment.

"We've finally arrived."

(End of this chapter)