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

Just as the Phoenix Wing Demon King's infernal flames were about to engulf the roots of the ancient tree, the elven girl's earring suddenly fell to the ground and took root.

The emerald-green roots instantly wove together a barrier, refracting the flames into a sky full of fireflies.

"oh?"

She tilted her head and chuckled, as leaves falling from her hair condensed into arrows in the air, precisely piercing the shadows of the three demon kings.

The trunk of the ancient tree of life suddenly split open with vertical pupil-shaped lines, and the ancient whispers of the tree resonated in the air:

"I told you, I won't let you kill the little glutton."

The tree roots swirled up a pool of blood-red water that was corroding the soil, with emerald-colored specks floating within it.

"Can't you understand me?"

With a flick of her fingertips, the elven girl caused the blood to suddenly boil and surge towards the half-dragon king, corroding his scales and leaving charred, tree-like scars.

The Lion King's golden right arm suddenly tripled in size, and spheres of light, like solar flares, burst forth from between his knuckles:

"Then purify you too!"

The moment the ball of light struck the ancient tree, all the fruits on its canopy exploded simultaneously, and the resulting acidic mist devoured the ball of light into wisps of smoke.

The seven layers of light curtains in the field of equilibrium descended at that very moment.

The first layer crushed the half-dragon king's frost armor.

The second layer melted the Phoenix Wing Demon King's fire feathers.

The third layer dyes the Lion King's golden mane gray-white.

. . .

When the light curtain engraved with the scale totem on the seventh floor landed, the three demon kings' deadly attacks transformed into nutrients nourishing the ancient tree—

Frost condenses into dewdrops, flames turn into phosphorescence, and metal shatters into fertile soil.

"alright."

Seth stepped out from the crack in the light curtain, stardust seeping from the crack in the bronze lantern in his hand.

His cloak moved without wind, revealing a dense array of sealing runes inside, which were devouring the rampaging energy around him.

Suddenly, the ancient tree of life extended its aerial roots and wrapped them around Seth's ankle, transferring a blood-red mark to him.

Seth raised an eyebrow, looking at the churning blood mist in the distance:

"alright."

The phantom of crimson stars flickered among the tree canopy, each flash making the ancient branches appear even thicker.

"We'll take care of that guy."

"Besides, even if you destroy the forest, you still won't kill that guy."

"On the contrary, they will be released."

"It would be better to expand the area covered by the Tree of Life and trap that guy forever."

Suddenly, the bronze lantern in Seth's hand cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, and instead of firelight, the wick spewed out a dark green liquid.

The moment these liquids dripped onto the ground, bluebells within a radius of 100 meters suddenly grew wildly, only to wither and turn to ash within three seconds.

"If we really get swallowed up like this,"

The frost runes between the half-dragon king's scales were fading, forcing him to reveal a section of his tailbone, the true form of a dragon.

Even the ancient tree of life will be completely devoured.

The elven girl twirled and danced on the withered leaves, each step creating emerald ripples:

"Don't worry."

She ripped a vine from her hair and threw it into the air. Suddenly, the withering spruce sprouted new buds, which instantly grew into eerie branches covered with cocoons of corpses.

The ancient tree trunk suddenly split open into a giant mouth, swallowing the decaying land within a ten-mile radius into the tree hole.

Seth took the opportunity to press the lantern fragment into the crack:

"I'd like to see—"

The lamp oil, mixed with blood mist, ignited a bluish-white flame inside the tree hollow—

"It's binge eating that makes you eat faster."

Suddenly, the entire forest echoed with the clicking sound of bones grinding together.

The annual rings of all the oak trees began to rotate in reverse, the pine needles turned into steel needles shooting into the sky, and even the lichen rolled into straw-like shapes and stuck into the soil.

The monsters were horrified to find their claws turning into tree bark, and poisonous buds blooming from the antlers of the stag beasts.

"The Ancient Tree of Life expands much faster!"

As the elven girl's last syllable faded away, all living things froze in time.

Tens of thousands of trees rose from the ground in a spasm, their roots intertwined into a web that swallowed the sky.

In the instant deathly silence descended, time seemed to be torn open.

The beetle fell to the ground and shattered while still flapping its wings; the feathers of a bird carbonized in mid-air; and the fish in the stream turned into crystal.

Even the wind was drained of its vitality, condensing into snowflake-like solids that fell softly.

Seth raised his hand and caught a piece of "wind corpse".

Watching it melt into pale ash in my palm:

"Really."

His single eye reflected the self-devouring forest, the trees gnawing at each other piecing together the outline of a crown in the void.

An unprecedented catastrophe swept across the entire forest and even the continent.

. . .

"good!"

"He'll be handed over to you for now!"

"Hopefully, we'll never see that guy again."

When the Phoenix Wing Demon King left, he tore off a burning tail feather, and the ghostly blue flames burned away the scorch marks on the crown in the void.

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With each step the Half-Dragon King took, it left dragon claw prints on the frozen ground, and within the ice crystal claw prints were sealed miniature blood mist skeletons.

Suddenly, the Lion King turned around and threw his golden tusk. The tusk pierced through the bark of the ancient tree three inches before finally turning into a rusted iron nail and falling to the ground.

Suddenly, a pitch-like liquid seeped from Seth's lantern, and this black liquid meandered across the ground, as if to say:

"They went to find 'that person'."

The lampshade surface displays the reflections of three demon kings traversing a thousand-mile glacier.

And in that desolate land, stands an immortal castle—Amandal.

That is the holy land of demons.

Hell for humans.

It is also the residence of the oldest demon king.

"king."

As Seth knelt on one knee, his knee crushed the metamorphosing beetle.

The insect's body was half-corroded into tree bark.

The bronze lantern suddenly disintegrated on its own, and twelve fragments floated into a crown of thorns, but shattered into dust before touching the elven maiden's hair.

The ancient tree of life suddenly split open, revealing seven ring-like entrances, each ring containing sealing artifacts from different periods:

The outermost layer is a bronze lock stained with dragon's blood, the middle layer is a fence made of demon king's horns, and the deepest part is the silver bell of the elf girl in her childhood.

"Step down!"

The elven girl waved her hand, shattering three tree golems that tried to follow her. The golem limbs took root immediately after hitting the ground, sprouting man-eating flowers with fangs.

Where her skirt swept past, the image of Ye Yan sleeping, entwined by roots, emerged from the ancient tree rings—

Those emerald-colored veins were running down his skin.

The swirling star map in Seth's single eye suddenly stopped, and a breathtaking scene was reflected in his pupil:

The vine crown in the elven girl's hair and the thorn mark on Ye Yan's forehead perfectly complemented each other, forming two semicircles of a tree's rings.

"You are still..."

His whispers were swallowed up by the ancient trees.

"I'm going to find the little foodie."

The elven girl's fingertips brushed against the innermost silver bell, and the sound of the bell awakened the tree spirit that had been sleeping for eight hundred years.

Countless fluorescent spores surged from the depths of the tree rings, piecing together in the air a childhood phantom of Ye Yan being caught stealing the Fruit of Life.

Seth backed away, blending into the shadows of the trees, the outline of dark wings visible behind him.

As he completely disappeared, the lantern's remains suddenly burst forth with a final spark, burning small characters onto the tree bark:

"The cage is also the throne."

The moment the elven girl stepped into the passage of time, all the sealing devices resonated simultaneously.

Dragon blood seeped from the bronze lock, barbs sprouted from the demon king's fence, and the silver bells rang out a requiem on their own—

But when they touched the hem of her skirt, they all became submissive and lowered their heads.

From the deepest darkness, the faint sound of taut chains and the boy's indistinct mutterings could be heard:

"The fruit...we still need to eat it." (End of Chapter)