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

That petite figure carried a sharp aura.

In her small hands, she held a blood-red sword, radiating a cold, chilling light.

"Thank you."

The captain nodded slightly to the pink-haired loli Xiaoyu to express his gratitude.

"Hurry, there are still many powerful undead here."

Upon hearing this, the captain immediately realized what was happening.

He had just ignored her because she was so cute.

The thought of those terrifying undead sent chills down his spine, and he thanked Xiaoyu profusely.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead by now."

"fine"

Xiaoyu shook her head. "It was just something I did on the spur of the moment."

"Um, can we leave?"

At this moment, the fat man ran over and asked Xiaoyu cautiously.

They didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place any longer.

"Um"

Xiaoyu nodded; she also wanted the two of them to leave, since the upcoming battle might be very dangerous.

"etc"

At that moment, Alna suddenly called out to the two of them.

"Well, the rare treasure is useless to you."

"How about we exchange them?"

The two were taken aback upon hearing this.

They then exchanged a smile, realizing that the treasure had never belonged to them in the first place.

Besides, they don't want to go back here anymore.

"Okay, here you go."

After handing the treasure to Alna, the two immediately turned and fled.

It was as if if they were a little slow, they would be eaten.

"Then let's go in!"

Xiaoyu looked at the center of the gray fog, her voice firm.

"Is this the City of the Dead, the location of the Skeleton King, the Lord of the Dead, and the Lord of Sloth?"

Looking at the gray, misty land before her, Xiaoyu turned to Alna beside her and asked a question.

"Um"

Alna nodded and looked at Xiaoyu.

"If you encounter danger, just run, don't worry about me."

At the heart of the gray fog lies an ancient city.

The City of the Dead is the lair of the Skeleton King.

At the same time, it is also the most dangerous forbidden area.

Xiaoyu is just an ordinary person, and she doesn't want to drag her down with her.

"No"

Xiaoyu shook her head, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.

"I have become stronger."

"All right!"

Alna nodded. Since Xiaoyu had said so, she would no longer object.

The two walked forward, officially entering the City of the Dead.

"Rumble~~"

The moment they stepped into the City of the Dead, the entire Gray Fog region erupted in chaos.

Huge skeletons emerged from the ground, armed with weapons, and charged towards them.

In the sky, ferocious ghosts howled, seemingly roaring.

"What happened?"

Alna was shocked.

This situation only occurs when an intruder enters!

But they've only just come in!

"Run!"

Alna's expression changed drastically, and she grabbed Xiaoyu, trying to escape.

However, how could their speed possibly match that of the undead skeletons?

"Oh no!"

Alna looked grim.

There were so many undead skeletons that they almost blocked the road to the exit.

At this rate, they will never be able to leave.

"call out"

However, at that moment, a sword light flashed.

"Whoosh—"

Endless blood splattered all around, and a huge head rolled off.

"Snap!"

After Xiaoyu swung her sword and chopped off a skull, she looked up in surprise at the distance.

There stood a young girl in white, holding a blood-red sword, proudly in the void.

"Who are you?"

Xiaoyu looked at the girl, tilting her head in confusion.

"Wait, we will judge your mistakes later."

The girl nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the spirits of the dead.

She extended her slender right palm and flicked it lightly with her index finger.

"Buzz!"

A strange wave rippled out and enveloped the surroundings.

"Clatter"

The next moment, both skeletons and ghosts fell to the ground.

They struggled for a moment, then finally stopped.

"Swish"

The girl sheathed her sword and looked at Xiaoyu.

Her face was extremely exquisite and beautiful.

However, a hint of indifference and coldness lingered on her pretty face.

"Who are you?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Alna was a little nervous.

Because she felt that the girl was not human.

Do not!

It should be that this person is not among the mortals.

Which step have you taken, Saint!

My name is Angel.

The girl spoke indifferently, "Do you even know where this is?"

"They're really courting death."

"Angel?"

Alna was shocked, her eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.

"Are you Angel, a hero from the Western Kingdom?"

"oh?"

The girl raised an eyebrow. "You know me?"

"certainly!"

Alna gave a wry smile. "Angel, a warrior from the Western Kingdom."

How could I not recognize him?

boom!

Just then, a series of angry roars came from within the gray fog.

"Hurry up!"

Angel shouted at the two of them, "This isn't the place to chat!"

"good!"

Although they didn't understand why, the two still chose to follow Angel.

Alna was a little puzzled.

"Brave Angel, besides the Lord of the Dead, are there any other monsters here that you fear?"

Warriors are the nation's highest fighting force.

It is almost a reflection of national power, and at the same time represents the world's top level of power.

She simply couldn't understand what Angel was afraid of.

"Hehe," Angel chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Heroes? The nation's highest fighting force is nothing more than a frog in a well, gazing at the moon in the sky."

"If I were to face even one of the Seventy-Two Demon Lords, I would have no fear, but—"

Angel didn't finish her sentence, but the two understood immediately.

just.

"What exactly are those seventy-two demon lords?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

Alna was unaware of this either.

In her memory, the only powerful being in the Undead realm that her master could remember was the Slothful Monarch.

And now so many monsters with strength equal to that of the hero have appeared?

What exactly is going on?

"Heh, you don't even know this, yet you come here to die?"

Angel rolled her eyes at the two of them, then continued:

"But it's not your fault."

"Even those of us closest to the Land of the Dead only recently discovered this."

"We've discovered that in the Land of the Dead, besides that Demon King, there exist so many incomprehensibly powerful beings—the Seventy-Two Demon Lords!"

"The Seventy-Two Demon Lords are the seventy-two strongest subordinates of the Skeleton Demon King. Each of them controls a different domain and is a being who has reached the peak of the extraordinary realm, just one step away from becoming a saint."

"Even I, facing multiple demon lords at the same time, would only have the option of running away."

"What?"

Upon hearing Angel's explanation, Alna's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"How is that impossible?"

Angel turned to look at Alna.

"That land of the dead has existed for thousands of years, and the undead within it are all immortal beings. It's understandable that dozens of monsters would appear there."

"No"

Looking at Angel, Alna shook her head.

"No, nothing."

Rumble!

The earth trembled violently, and countless streams of undead energy descended from the sky above the city of the dead.

The entire Land of the Dead, the City of the Dead, was in complete riot.

"How could that be?"

Alna turned around, her eyes wide with disbelief.

This shouldn't be!

It shouldn't be this early... (End of Chapter)