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

Chapter 311 Victoria Being Hunted

Victoria's heart pounded like a drum, each step a test of her taut nerves.

She knew that her escape was not only a struggle for life, but also a way to protect Miss Freya's deep feelings.

Under the cover of night, Shenyun Forest seems to come alive, with every leaf and every flower guiding its way.

"Please, please help me."

Victoria murmured softly, the light gathering in her hand like tiny stars.

They spun gently in her palm, as if in response to her prayer.

The orbs of light gradually coalesced into a warm force, silently merging into the surrounding nature and awakening the sleeping trees and vines.

Victoria knew they wouldn't give up so easily.

Those people won't come unprepared.

The next moment, just as she had expected, the knights caught up.

Victoria turned around and saw the knights' shadows elongated in the moonlight; the one at the head was none other than Henry.

"Found you!"

Henry's voice was deep and cold, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"This time, I won't let you escape again!"

However, the moment he finished speaking...

The surrounding nature seemed to respond to Victoria's will.

The tree branches, like the arms of a giant, suddenly swung, and thick vines swept in from all directions, surrounding the knights.

This sudden attack caught the knights off guard; amidst the flashing swords, they were unable to withstand the raging tide of natural power.

"Damn it"

The knights wielded their swords and began to clear the area.

The speed suddenly slowed down.

Even Captain Henry of the Knights had to admit that these damned plants were annoying.

Sure enough, the elves were quite a handful in the forest!

but.

He gripped his longsword tightly, the tip of which crackled with electricity.

Don't underestimate me!

With a roar, his sword flashed like lightning, instantly cleaving through the entangling vines, but his steps became heavy as a result.

But, in the next second, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and whoosh!

With a loud bang, huge leaves rippled like waves whipped up by a gale.

Emerging from the ground, it blotted out the sky and swept in with an irresistible force.

Henry stood amidst this blend of lush greenery and wildness, his expression unchanged, but a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

He moved slightly, his body crackling with electricity, as if the god of thunder had descended.

In an instant, it cleaved those seemingly delicate leaves into countless fragments, the golden sword light drawing dazzling trails through the greenery.

"Hmph, you think a mere plant can stop me?"

Henry snorted coldly, his tone filled with unquestionable confidence.

However, as he continued forward, the vines and vegetation seemed endless, surging in wave after wave.

Although it did not truly stop him, it greatly slowed him down.

"This elf does have some tricks up his sleeve."

Henry thought to himself, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Faced with the relentless onslaught of plants, Henry's advance was only temporarily slowed.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

He just wouldn't believe it!

This elf's magic is limitless!

In his eyes, the magical power of the elf who was still growing could not possibly compare to his own, who had already broken through to maturity!

However, the pursuit continued.

Keep cutting off the vines and vegetation that sprout in front of you.

Henry panicked.

Is the magic power of the elf before me limitless?

He can communicate with plants and release magic without chanting; they understand.

After all, they are elves, and in the forest, they have an absolute advantage over mages of other races.

In addition, the magic being released is all low-level magic.

It's still within the scope of understanding.

but!

This magical power is very unusual!

After chasing for so long and using magic so frequently, he hasn't yet run out of magic power.

This reminded Henry of a different kind of spell unique to elves, distinct from magical spells.

Elemental Spell!

The magic is communicated with elemental spirits, who then use the spells on their behalf. The source of the magic comes from the magic in the air.

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Unlike magic spells that can only be cast using one's own magic power.

This is why elven sorcerers can almost ignore the loss of their own magic power when using elven spells!

This is the most terrifying thing!

The only way to deal with this kind of spirit is to eliminate the magic in the air and prevent it from using that magic.

But that's not the worst part.

Ordinary people only know that this is a spell that only a few elves possess.

But Henry knew that only elven nobles, and only a very small number of nobles, could use this spell!

In other words, the elf in front of us holds a very important position in the elven kingdom!

Thinking of this, Henry's face instantly darkened.

Since it's already done, there's no room for regret.

Absolutely not, let this elf return to the elf kingdom.

boom!

The air seemed to be torn apart, and an unprecedentedly terrifying magical power suddenly erupted from Henry's body, like a volcanic eruption, but was precisely drawn back into his body in an instant.

This was not merely a release of power, but also the construction of the magical framework within his body.

Every cell is rewoven at this moment, releasing unprecedented potential.

As this power fully awakened, the magic surrounding Henry seemed to materialize.

It transformed into fine currents that leaped and intertwined on his body, shimmering with dazzling light.

The ground beneath his feet was instantly covered with countless cracks under the impact of this force, as if even the earth could not withstand the energy surging within him, trembling and emitting mournful cries.

Even more astonishingly, Henry's figure seemed to merge into the air, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in place.

Then, as if by magic, he appeared before Victoria.

The speed was so fast that even Victoria, who was in a dense forest and knew her surroundings very well, was unable to react in time.

The longsword, crackling with electricity and whistling through the air, was aimed directly at Victoria's legs.

Henry's eyes showed no hesitation; the king's command was crystal clear—alive.

Then render her incapacitated.

However, just as Henry's sword was about to sever Victoria's legs...

His sword suddenly deviated, like a sharp spear piercing a fish in water.

And yet, due to the refraction of light, it moves away from that direction.

The attack grazed Victoria.

Victoria knew she couldn't compete head-on with such an opponent.

Taking advantage of the brief gap created by the refraction of the light curtain, she moved swiftly, like a forest sprite, and quickly distanced herself from Henry.

This was precisely the "Elf-Protection-Fifty-Seventh Refraction Curtain Technique (Modified) (Trigger)" that Victoria had cast on herself in advance.

(End of this chapter)