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

Helen's dragon wings swept away a swarm of poisonous bees, the viscous venom corroding her scales and producing wisps of blue smoke.

"."

Arthur remained silent.

She looked down at the person in her arms.

Elena's furrowed brows relaxed, and her breathing became calm and even, as if she were drifting off to sleep.

However, a trace of pain still lingered on her pale, pretty face.

".Feel sorry."

Arthur muttered to himself.

"Feel sorry?"

Helen chuckled softly:

You're apologizing to me?!

"."

Arthur did not speak again.

"Hahaha, well then, my poor hero."

Helen suddenly turned her head, her gaze fixed on the distance.

In that direction, a huge shadow was emerging from the dense forest.

It was a hundred meters tall, its thick legs crushing tree canopies, mud, bushes, and flattening the ground as it rolled in.

Beside it were a dozen or so equally powerful behemoths.

"Food, water, prey, and even delicious human souls—what do you suggest I do?"

It looked down at the two tiny figures beneath its feet, as insignificant as ants, and greedily licked its lips.

"food?"

"I want them all!"

Helen looked up, her eyes icy cold, and pale blue dragon flames ignited.

"roll!"

The giant beasts roared and charged, but in the next moment, they crashed into Helen's dragon might and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"Roar~"

The giant beasts wailed, rapidly withering away in the intense heat of the dragon's breath, turning into pools of pus.

Helen's gaze shifted and landed on the person behind the giant beast.

His face was contorted in pain, his body emanated a gray mist, and his murky, filthy eyes revealed resentment and malice, as if he wanted to devour Helen before him.

"I know this guy."

Arthur whispered.

"He is Loth, the front man for the Northern Empire, and the future king."

Helen looked him over with interest: "Oh, is this the master you serve?"

"But judging from his appearance, he has already become an undead!"

"I have never been loyal to anyone."

Arthur slowly raised the holy sword.

"But he saved my sister and me and taught me a lot. Although he was a bit weak-willed, he was still much better than some bastard who liked to make decisions with force."

"So, I'll see him off!"

His tone was cold and firm, without any fear or hesitation, as he slashed at the beast's neck.

But the next second, a dark shadow suddenly swept past him.

Arthur watched helplessly as Helen's claws ripped through the giant beast's throat, cleaving it in two.

"You idiot, how dare you try to steal my person?"

Helen's voice was as cold as ice, transforming into a streak of green light that flashed through the sky like lightning, covering a distance of several meters.

Lott was filled with shock and rage, and he swung his longsword with all his might, trying to block the dragon's claws.

But Helen's attack was extremely fierce; her dragon wings swept across, knocking his weapon away.

boom!

Lott's left arm was severed, and the entire arm flew off.

He screamed repeatedly.

Helen's dragon claws shot out, gripping Lotte's neck, and she pressed his head down with one hand, forcing him to the ground.

She lowered her head, leaned close to Lotte's ear, and spoke with a mixture of tenderness and cruelty:

"It seems you're not a true immortal after all!"

Her smile was alluring, but her eyes were like those of a venomous snake.

"Since you're not immortal, just die!"

"No!"

Lotte shouted hoarsely.

Lott screamed in despair, his eyes wide open:

"You can't kill me, otherwise, Father will never let you get away with it—"

The next moment, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes sunken, and fine cracks appeared on his neck.

"Snap!"

With a cracking sound, his entire head exploded, spraying out crimson blood.

The corpse twitched twice and lay stiffly on the ground.

"It tastes good."

Helen licked her blood-stained lips, her eyes burning with passion.

She looked at Arthur and asked with a smile:

Let's go.

Arthur gripped his silver sword tightly, his heart pounding.

"Thanks"

"Hmph!" Helen snorted coldly.

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"I'm just worried that you're wasting your time on that kind of friendship or affection."

"I just want to fulfill my vow as soon as possible; I don't want to waste any more time."

Helen waved her hand, a smile spreading across her face as she looked at the throng of adventurers and monsters before her.

"Die!"

boom!

As Helen's voice fell, her dragon eyes snapped open.

The next moment, the entire space seemed to collapse.

The surging magical energy erupted in an instant, like a raging torrent, and the bodies of those adventurers exploded in that instant, turning into a rain of blood that scattered in all directions.

Countless severed limbs and broken arms, mixed with scarlet blood rain, splattered in all directions.

Even their shadows were completely erased.

"Visual killing?"

Arthur stared blankly at the scene before him, his throat dry.

He had only suspected it before.

After all, Helen's magic was too powerful, far exceeding the limits of a hybrid dragon.

But now he was certain that the dragon girl in front of him was definitely a pureblood!

It's still the most powerful and the oldest kind!

"Looks like you know quite a bit."

Helen chuckled, a hint of approval flashing in her dragon eyes.

"Hurry up," she waved and walked out of the forest.

Seeing this, Arthur quickly chased after them.

Why did you stop?

Arthur caught up with Helen, and was about to say something when he froze.

Outside the forest, thick purple mist rose into the sky, churning and surging.

A mournful wail echoed from within the purple mist, along with the sounds of a monster chewing.

Beyond that purple mist were hordes of demons and humans.

Their eyes emitted a faint purple light, and they were like walking corpses, expressionlessly devouring the bodies of their companions.

Among them are many monsters.

"It really is that disgusting power!"

Helen stared at the scene before her, gritting her teeth as she said:

"What is it?"

Arthur was somewhat puzzled.

"The sin of primal desire: greed!"

Helen stretched out her claws, and the sharp fingertips traced a grotesque word on the ground.

"greedy?"

"Those people just now were those who were influenced by the power of greed. Their hearts were filled with a desire for power and a thirst for desire, so they were corrupted by greed."

"They lost their reason, blindly pursuing their desires, even killing each other for them, and completely degenerating into beasts."

Helen's tone was icy.

How could that be?

Arthur's expression was rather unpleasant.

He never imagined that the power of desire could be so domineering, capable of eroding people's hearts and controlling their thoughts and actions.

"Hmph, these ant-like humans are always easily misled by desires. Once they fall into them, they can never extricate themselves."

Helen scoffed dismissively, her dragon eyes filled with icy coldness.

"Greed is one of the seven deadly sins, representing endless desires and cravings. It constantly erodes the human heart and drives people mad."

"These guys have been blinded by greed and have become complete slaves to their desires."

Helen extended her claw, pointed at the demons shrouded in purple mist, and said coldly. (End of Chapter)