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

"Who are you?"

Neither his memories nor his memories of gluttony contained the person before him.

But the person before me possessed his power.

This made him very suspicious, wondering whether this person was an enemy or a friend.

"Oh dear, Your Majesty, you've forgotten! Huang Tao is your servant~" Huang Tao blinked her beautiful eyes and said.

Ye Yan frowned and carefully examined the yellow peach.

Although she was beautiful and charming, he was certain he had never seen this face before.

However, since this person possesses his power...

"Sir, the yellow peaches were added to our group later."

Hongyan's voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

Then she walked over to Huang Tao, helped her up, and used her hand to stop Huang Tao from speaking.

Hongyan looked at Ye Yan and said, "Because we don't know her real name, we all call her Huang Tao (Yellow Peach)."

"She used to be a nobleman's maid, whom I found and brought back to become one of us."

"She's skilled at treatment, and—"

"Oh"

Ye Yan interrupted Hongyan directly, nodding coldly and saying:

"I have something to do."

"you"

Ye Yan glanced hesitantly at Hongyan and the others, his gaze sweeping over the village in front of him and the trees nearby that had been created using elven magic. He didn't understand what his mother was trying to do.

Others might not understand, but he, possessing elven blood and capable of using elven spells, could not possibly be unaware of the drawbacks of elven spells.

Using elven spells does indeed consume very little of one's own magic power.

But to control the spell, especially these elven spells that possess a certain degree of life.

It is necessary to leave a portion of mental energy in the technique.

And this part is not much.

However, the more numerous the quantities, the greater the mental burden.

In particular, the more spirit power you need to leave behind if you want these ancient trees to exist for a long time and obey commands.

And such a quantity.

Ye Yan looked up at the ancient trees surrounding him.

The amount of elven power it needs to maintain is also enormous.

In other words, even without magical limitations, the spells of elven magic have their limits.

Especially in the absence of a release procedure.

Even more so.

Ye Yan frowned. He couldn't understand why his mother would leave such a huge spiritual force here; it was almost beyond his comprehension.

However, he was acutely aware that his mother had very little power left to exert at this moment.

He must find his mother as soon as possible.

He turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped by a sentence.

"etc."

Ye Yan stopped and turned to look at Eros, who was speaking.

"If you don't mind, could you chat with me for a bit?"

Eros's voice was full of sincerity and expectation.

He hoped to communicate with Ye Yan.

Because what Ye Yan showed him filled him with fear and shock.

Ye Yan did not hesitate and decisively refused.

"cannot"

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Wait"

Eros tried to call out to Ye Yan, but this time Ye Yan did not turn around.

Left with no other choice, Eros waved his hand, and a small bird formed from magic appeared in his palm.

The little bird was so lifelike, it seemed ready to take flight at any moment.

"Follow it, and it will show you the way."

"Um"

Ye Yan nodded, grabbed the magic bird, and vanished from his spot in an instant.

"Uh, that's not how it's used."

Eros was speechless.

"That's enough."

. . .

Soon, the chased magic bird landed wearily in the nearby ruins.

Its feathers were disheveled and dull, no longer possessing any of its former splendor.

The ruins were littered with the corpses of knights and goblins.

Their equipment was tattered and stained with blood, as if telling the story of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Ye Yan looked around. The ruins were filled with the stench of blood and dust, which sent chills down his spine.

He found no trace of living people in his field of vision, only deathly silence and ruin.

However, at that moment, a roar shattered the brief silence.

"An elf?!"

A heavily wounded knight captain struggled to his feet from the ruins, his gaze falling on Ye Yan as he roared through gritted teeth.

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"What exactly do you elves want?! Are you trying to declare war on our Northwind Empire?!"

"These elves?"

Just as Ye Yan was wondering, the knight captain had already charged over, brandishing his longsword.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ye Yan did not hesitate.

He quickly drew his dagger and dodged the knight captain's attack in a flash.

At the same time, he thrust back and pierced the opponent's chest.

The knight captain stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing.

His body swayed and fell backward, eventually crashing into the ruins like a shooting star.

As for why the red mist was used to directly devour it?

The answer is simple.

He crouched down and swallowed the red stone on the ground.

Directly absorbing red mist will not generate redstone.

boom!

A sudden, deafening roar, like a thunderclap, exploded not far away.

Ye Yan's heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly raised his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

A colossal tree rose from the ground.

Its branches and leaves sway in the night sky, as if adorned with countless stars.

"That is..."

Ye Yan's pupils contracted slightly; he recognized the giant tree.

"Elven Spell Number Nineteen, Ancient Tree of the Azure Sky."

The appearance of this giant tree signifies that an elf has cast a powerful spell here.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Yan immediately ran towards the direction of the ancient tree.

Da da da!

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the night sky as Ye Yan's figure darted through the darkness.

However, just as he was about to approach the ancient tree, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness and blocked his way.

"Didn't I already say that?"

A familiar voice rang in Ye Yan's ears.

He looked up and saw Goblin General Tian standing in front of him with a mocking smile on his face.

"If you don't become stronger soon, you won't be able to protect the people you know!"

"General Goblin said softly, his tone revealing an unquestionable authority," he said.

brush!

Without saying a word, Ye Yan rushed forward and swung his long sword, slashing fiercely at the goblin general Tian.

block!

clang!

Ding! Ding! ...

The sound of blades clashing against sharp weapons echoed in the night sky; neither of them held back.

Their movements were lightning fast, and every encounter was fraught with danger.

Ye Yan's face was as cold as ice, and he said in an angry tone:

"You're still alive!"

"You want me dead?"

General Goblin chuckled lightly, but his movements became faster and faster.

"I'll take you down right now!"

The words were spoken.

A wisp of red mist emanated from Ye Yan's body.

In an instant, it spread and covered the entire area.

Then, the goblin general was engulfed by a red mist. (End of Chapter)