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

At this moment, outside the comfort station.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moon's shadow was obscured by thick clouds, with only faint patches of light occasionally piercing through the gaps and casting their light onto this battlefield filled with bloodshed and chaos.

Maurice, the man known to the world as the "Goblin Slayer".

Alone with his sword, he stood like a solitary reef amidst the surging goblin tide.

His eyes burned with an indomitable flame, and every breath seemed to carry endless hatred for goblins.

Countless sounds from around the world echoed in his mind, like ancient war drums, stirring the power deep within him.

[Lock onto the opponent goblin; based on your exclusive skill "Goblin Slayer," your power is doubled.]

Morris gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He could feel the power flowing through the blade, the power he had accumulated through his daily training and endless slaughter of goblins.

[Lock onto the opponent's goblin. Based on your exclusive skill "Goblin Slayer," your attributes will double according to your rage level.]

His anger, like a raging fire, continued to rise, pushing his attributes to new heights.

The blade seemed to be imbued with a special attack power against goblin species, and each swing of the sword carried a world-destroying force.

"Creak—"

The whistling sound of a sword blade cutting through the air, accompanied by the goblin's terrified scream, pierced the night sky.

Morris simply swung the already curly blade in his hand.

But with each swing of the sword, it seemed as if some terrifying force was attached to it, easily tearing apart the goblin's flesh and blood.

"what!"

The goblins stared at the man in shock, their eyes bloodshot.

They had never seen such a powerful being, who could easily kill them with just a swing of his sword.

Morris's movements were without the slightest hesitation; each swing of his sword was incredibly fluid, as if he were performing an elegant dance.

"Is this guy a monster?!"

The goblins were filled with fear and confusion.

At this moment, they seemed as insignificant as ants before Maurice.

"Kill him!"

Someone shouted, and the goblins roused themselves and pounced on Maurice.

Their eyes gleamed with ferocity, and they roared as if they wanted to tear the man before them to pieces.

But Maurice was like an insurmountable mountain; no matter how hard the goblins tried, they could not budge him an inch.

His sword was like the scythe of death, each swing taking the life of a goblin.

"For the General!"

They roared, hearts appearing in their eyes, and pounced on Maurice.

Even if one possesses the power of "lust" in Yin and Yang, it is impossible to change the gender of a goblin that has never had a female.

However, this does not mean that the power of "lust" is useless to these goblins.

Primitive desires are primitive desires because they can arouse and develop certain desires simply by standing there.

And 'lust' is 'sexual desire'

This is extremely deadly for goblins with insatiable sexual desires.

To what extent are their desires amplified at this moment?

Even from ten miles away, you can smell the scent of females!

Behind the Goblin Slayer were countless females who attracted them!

"Perfect!"

As Maurice spoke, he swung his longsword again.

"die!"

Morris said in a cold voice.

He flashed forward and appeared in front of one of the goblins, then raised his sword and stabbed it fiercely into the goblin's chest.

With a "thud," the goblin's chest was pierced through by the sword blade.

Fresh blood spurted out.

"Awooo!"

This scene drove the goblins completely mad.

They roared and launched an attack, lunging at Morris.

Morris's eyes turned cold. He raised his sword again and plunged it fiercely into the neck of a goblin.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, and the goblin's head fell directly to the ground from its neck.

But Morris still didn't give up.

His sword kept slashing, reaping the lives of those goblins.

"Bang! Bang!"

One goblin after another fell to the ground.

Morris stared coldly at the goblins lying on the ground.

The goblins all stared at Maurice with resentful eyes.

"You damned bastard, how dare you kill my people! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Suddenly, a sharp howl rang out.

A huge goblin covered in green fur charged towards them from a distance.

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Its mouth is huge, reaching five meters in height, and it can swallow an entire human with a single opening.

Its teeth are as sharp as knives, and its arms are like two thick pythons, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, making it extremely terrifying.

A special individual, a mature goblin!

however.

brush!

In just a moment, this mature special goblin was cleaved in two by Morris's sword.

Bright red blood splattered everywhere, covering the ground.

The mature goblin stared at Maurice with its eyes wide open, but a deep fear was evident in them.

Morris looked at everything before him, his face expressionless.

To him, any goblin, even a god, can be slain!

"Heh~"

Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out.

Then, a woman dressed in white slowly walked over.

The man had short blond hair and a pale face.

She is rather thin.

Her white and blue dress accentuated her voluptuous and slender figure.

However, what is most striking is the pair of snow-white wings behind it.

Upon seeing the angel wings behind the newcomer, Maurice frowned and distanced himself from the woman.

Is it a birdman?

No, that's not right. Birdmen have wings, but no hands.

This thing not only has wings, but also hands.

"I was worried something had happened since the goblins hadn't stormed the comfort station for so long!"

The angelic woman looked at Maurice and chuckled softly.

"Oh, so someone was blocking the way!"

"What?! You sent these goblins?!"

Morris gripped his longsword tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, and glared at the person before him with hostility.

"Hehe, yes and no."

brush!

The moment the angelic woman finished speaking, Morris suddenly sprang to his feet. Now that he knew this guy was connected to these goblins, he would show no mercy.

however.

When Maurice's sword just touched the angel woman's shoulder, she stopped in her tracks.

He watched as his sword clashed with the angelic woman's body, neither able to advance an inch.

"You're too weak. How did you even manage to kill so many goblins?"

The angelic woman chuckled softly, her golden eyes fixed on Maurice, filled with doubt.

"However, killing you now wouldn't make a difference."

As soon as she finished speaking, the angelic woman raised her hand, and a lightsaber appeared, which she swung fiercely at Morris.

not good!

Morris sighed inwardly. He would die. (End of Chapter)