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

In the Shen Yun Forest.

"Did it work?"

Looking at the strange sights in the distance and feeling the terrifying pressure, Elena murmured to herself.

"Is this what 'jealousy' meant by the birth of a demon king?"

"I never expected that something like this would happen just because it's a Demon King."

"I never imagined that the birth of the Demon King would be such an earth-shattering event."

Elena lowered her head, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

"I wonder what she's trying to do—cultivate a demon king seed and then give birth to a new demon king?"

"Demon King!"

"How many years has it been since anyone ascended to the throne of the Demon King?"

"The most recent one should be a hundred years ago, the lustful demon king of the Land of Bliss—"

Suddenly, Elena sensed something and looked up.

Upon seeing that familiar figure, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Is it...is it Xiaotian?"

Upon seeing that familiar figure, Elena did not hesitate and chased after it.

But they lost track of it in no time.

No, it's less about losing track of them and more about disappearing.

But who can disappear without a trace in her mental realm?

"Is it just my imagination?"

Elena looked dejected, shook her head, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Elena, wake up, Xiao Tian is dead."

"Hmm"

Suddenly, a wave of nausea washed over her, and she quickly covered her mouth, forcing herself not to vomit.

"good"

Feeling the movement in her belly, Elena gently stroked her large stomach and comforted her:

"obedient"

"With Mom here, everything's alright."

Her voice was gentle, her face kind, and she was like a loving mother.

This is Xiaotian's last gift to her in this world.

can.

Why now?

Elena gave a wry smile.

"Who?!"

Suddenly, Elena noticed the unusual movement and, with a flick of her wrist, shot a blazing fireball in a certain direction.

Bang!

Amidst the sparks, three old men dressed in church uniforms emerged from the shadows.

The elderly man at the head of the group stroked his long beard and smiled with narrowed eyes:

"Long time no see, Saintess Elena!"

"It's you guys!"

The moment Elena saw the three of them, her expression darkened, and her gaze turned icy.

To her, these people were not acquaintances, but enemies.

"I really didn't expect that!"

One of them, looking at Elena's belly, exclaimed in surprise:

"You're still alive!"

"I never expected that you old men would be willing to do this."

Are you all that scared?

Upon hearing this, Elena's lips curled up slightly, her tone filled with disdain for them.

"They actually sent three cardinals."

"hehe"

The long-bearded old man stroked his beard and smiled:

"When dealing with the former Pure and Elegant Saintess, one can never be too cautious."

"So, in your eyes, I'm still a saint!"

Upon hearing the words "Pure and Elegant Saintess," Elena paused slightly, then gave a self-deprecating smile.

"That's right, at least in the history of the church, you are the most gifted saint!"

The word "most" was emphasized heavily, as if what they were about to do was also a painful thing for them.

"so"

The tone shifted abruptly, and a terrifying mental energy domain instantly unfolded. The old man said coldly:

"The dead should never appear in this world again!"

boom!

A vast field of spiritual energy instantly pressed towards Elena.

"snort"

Seeing this, Elena snorted coldly, and blue spiritual energy circulated around her, forming a barrier.

As a former saintess, she naturally possesses formidable strength.

However, it seemed somewhat insignificant when the three cardinals joined forces.

Click!

Cracks began to appear on the barrier.

"It seems the rumors were true!"

The long-bearded old man sighed, his face grave.

"You've truly fallen!"

"Degeneration?"

Upon hearing this, Elena gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"If it weren't for you all, how could I have ended up like this!"

Her voice was choked with emotion, and her hands were clenched tightly and trembling slightly.

She used to believe in the church, and now she hates them just as much.

"All of this is for justice!"

Upon hearing this, Elena burst into laughter as if she had heard a joke.

"justice?"

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"Is your so-called justice just about sacrificing others to save yourselves?!"

"Since that's the case, then go to your hellish justice!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Elena gritted her teeth, formed hand seals, and the spell beneath her feet instantly lit up.

"Oh no, stop her!"

Realizing something was wrong, the group quickly increased their mental energy to try and stop her.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

boom!

A black aura swirled around Elena, turning her eyes black, and her reason was slowly fading away.

However, the relative strength is also constantly rising.

"This...this is!"

Sensing this power, the three old men looked terrified.

"She actually used forbidden dark magic!"

boom!

In an instant, terrifying magical power blasted open the mental energy field, and the resulting shockwaves spread in all directions.

Bang!

One of the elderly men didn't even have a chance to react before being swallowed up by the black aura and losing his life.

As for Elena, she was kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

She felt waves of pain in her abdomen.

This spell consumes her magic power, and... her life.

"As expected of the Pure and Fierce Saintess!"

As the smoke and dust cleared, two men emerged from the ruins. The long-bearded old man, with an ugly expression, smiled and said:

"Even we might not be able to achieve this level of skill!"

Click!

As soon as they finished speaking, the protective shield in front of them shattered.

"But you won't survive either!"

Elena did not reply to this.

Instead, she clutched her stomach with difficulty, trying her best to protect her child.

"Let's get started!"

One of them, holding a scepter, walked towards Elena.

They survived.

But he also suffered considerable injuries.

If given more time, Elena believed that they would be the ones to die.

Unfortunately... there are no "what ifs".

"It's your blessing to be able to sacrifice yourself for justice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the scepter high, and magic gathered at that moment.

hum!

Just as the holy light cannon was condensing, a red mist spread from somewhere and engulfed his body.

Bang!

Without even a scream, his body turned into a pool of blood.

"This is!"

Before the bearded old man could react, the red mist rushed directly towards him.

Wherever he went, his mental domain instantly crumbled!

No, no, it was swallowed up!

What's the point of playing ball like this!

Sensing the despairing disparity, the long-bearded old man reacted immediately.

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath, took out a rare treasure, and crushed it.

boom!

The power of space surged.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Ding!

A fragment fell to the ground, emitting a faint glow.

Click!

A moment later, the red mist dissipated, revealing what appeared before Elena—

It was an absolutely beautiful figure.

"An elf?" (End of Chapter)