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

"Say it!"

Linglong's voice roared like that of a wounded wild beast.

Her eyes were fixed on Ye Yan in front of her, her gaze seemingly trying to tear him apart.

She questioned him, her voice filled with incomprehension and despair, completely disregarding the fact that the man before her might end her life at any moment.

"Do you really think of them as something insignificant?!"

Her voice trembled, choked with sobs.

She truly didn't understand why the man before her, who was so adored and admired by those young girls, was...

They were willing to give everything for him, even their lives.

But why could he so coldly watch them be treated like that?

And remain unmoved?

Ye Yan remained silent, his eyes deep and cold, as if he had not heard Linglong's question.

However, just as he was about to turn and leave, he finally spoke:

"I will resurrect them."

"What?"

Linglong was as if she had been struck by lightning.

She stared at Ye Yan in astonishment, her eyes, which had been filled with despair, now gleaming with a glimmer of hope.

resurrection?

Can the dead really be brought back to life?

She couldn't believe her ears, but Ye Yan's determined gaze made her involuntarily choose to believe him.

Ye Yan ignored Linglong, who was in a daze.

He turned to look at Alice beside him, this was the first time he had looked at her with such serious eyes, and he pleaded:

"Maintain the barrier here, and don't let anyone disturb them until I return."

Alice looked at Ye Yan; she understood his meaning and sensed his determination at that moment.

She nodded and said, "Yes, I will."

"What if the barrier here breaks?"

As he spoke, Ye Yan's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

He did not suppress his killing intent and continued.

I will kill you.

Alice narrowed her eyes slightly. She wasn't intimidated by Ye Yan's threat; instead, a hint of interest appeared on her face.

"Is this a threat?"

"Hmm, a threat."

Ye Yan honestly admitted it.

He couldn't fully trust others, so he resorted to the dumbest method.

"What if it doesn't break?"

Alice raised an eyebrow, looking intrigued.

"I can grant you one request."

"oh!"

Alice narrowed her eyes and asked the glutton to agree to one thing.

"Can"

"A good deal."

Seeing that Ye Yan was about to leave, Alice asked:

"Go out now, do you know who it is?"

Ye Yan turned his head slightly, his deep eyes looking at Alice, and a barely perceptible cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Who is it?"

He countered with a deep, magnetic voice.

"Is it necessary to know?"

"Then what are you going to do?"

Alice couldn't help but ask again, sensing the terrifying killing intent emanating from Ye Yan.

"Kill people, collect their souls."

Ye Yan didn't stop walking and said those words without turning his head.

"What?!"

Linglong and Alice exclaimed in surprise at the same time, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Suddenly, Alice had an idea.

Just as she was about to stop him, she thought of something.

Ye Yan had already left, disappearing into thin air, leaving only a gentle breeze and a faint killing intent.

"call--"

Linglong clutched her heart and let out a long sigh of relief.

She looked in the direction where Ye Yan disappeared, her heart filled with fear and awe.

That elf is terrifying.

She is so good-looking, yet she possesses such terrifying power.

Moreover, she actually said those things.

"Speaking of which—"

Linglong suddenly looked at Alice, her eyes filled with curiosity and doubt.

"Can the dead really be brought back to life?"

Alice paused, then explained:

"The power of lust is the power to control life and death."

However, this is not absolute.

If the time since death is too long and the soul dissipates, then even lust cannot revive the deceased.

However, if someone has only recently died and their soul is still wandering, then lust can drag the dead out of hell and give them new life.

"ha?"

Linglong was shocked.

"Doesn't that mean that Lust himself and those around him won't die?"

"You won't die?"

Alice chuckled softly.

"If he truly isn't dead, then how did the previous Lustful Monarch die?"

Nothing is immortal.

Even lust cannot defy the laws of nature.

The cycle of birth and death is one of the most fundamental laws of the universe.

Lust can only control life and death to a certain extent. And this control comes at a price.

Linglong nodded, seemingly understanding, "Oh—"

"That's not right!"

Linglong realized what was happening.

"I'm asking you, does that elf really have the means to resurrect them?"

"have no idea"

Alice shook her head.

What I just told you is the only method I know for resurrecting others.

"So, the elf is going to find the Lord of Lust?"

"have no idea"

Alice looked into the distance, her thoughts unreadable.

"If we let that woman have her way, we'll probably all get hurt."

But if the elf really is as she thinks...

The only chance of winning against that woman wasn't entirely gone.

Devil.

Standing at the top of the food chain in this world.

Even exceptionally brave warriors cannot guarantee their success in defeating a monster.

. . .

At this moment, a group of people could be vaguely seen moving through the dense forest.

They were wearing the church's distinctive robes, which were originally white and symbolized purity and holiness, but were now stained with mottled bloodstains, like bewitching flowers blooming on the robes.

"Why--"

In the group, a bishop let out a long sigh, his voice echoing through the silent forest, carrying a hint of helplessness and confusion.

"Your Excellency Cardinal, what's going on? Why are you sending us to bully a bunch of weak women?"

The other bishop frowned, his gaze piercing through the dense foliage as he looked into the distance.

"This is an order from above, what can we do? But..."

He paused, then continued.

"What I can't understand is why we have to act with other people; it's practically like... a hunt."

"Yes, just how many people has that village offended!"

The bishop who had sighed earlier shook his head, looking puzzled.

"Such a display of force would be difficult even for those deeply sinful to bear."

"Hmph, grave sins?"

The other bishop sneered and waved his hand.

"They're just ants; what harm is there in killing them?"

His tone revealed a coldness and ruthlessness, as if those innocent lives were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

brush!

Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, followed by a scream, and the head of one of the bishops fell to the ground.

Blood spurted out, staining the surrounding leaves and grass red. (End of Chapter)