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

Chapter 97, The Massacre, was captivating.

Goblinley scoffed, his voice rough and harsh, like scraping against rusty iron chains.

"Did you read too many picture books stolen from humans?"

He continued to mock.

"Do you really think you're the protagonist in those picture books, capable of easily defeating us?"

The goblin with one ear struggled to lift its head.

But Goblin's power is as unshakeable as a mountain.

Just then, a huge fist crashed down like a meteorite, striking the goblin with one ear hard on the back.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the goblin's clothes red.

He groaned in pain, but his eyes gleamed with an indomitable light.

"Don't move, kid."

Goblinley raised his blood-stained fist and grinned.

"I don't want to kill you so easily, after all, you haven't seen the moment when our Star Fury was taken away by all of us."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As soon as Goblinli finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from inside the cave.

The goblins grinned maliciously as they approached Vidona, who was surrounded in the center.

"Creak!"

At this critical moment, the goblin with one ear suddenly unleashed astonishing power.

He struggled fiercely and managed to lift Goblinley's large hand slightly.

Goblin's expression changed slightly, but his movements became even more swift.

He stepped on the goblin's chest and twisted it forcefully with both hands—

Click!

The goblin with the missing ear made a heartbreaking cracking sound as its limbs snapped.

He screamed and fell to the ground.

"Ahhhhh!"

The piercing screams echoed through the cave, but Goblin seemed to enjoy them.

He slowly raised his head, looking at the goblins approaching Vidona, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect that!" he sneered.

"You still have this power."

Deep within the dimly lit cave, Goblin's cunning eyes were fixed intently on Vidona.

He slowly approached, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips, as if mocking the seemingly weak mage.

"It's truly astonishing that you were able to amplify a piece of trash, briefly bringing it to a normal combat level."

Vidona gripped her staff tightly, her eyes filled with despair.

She was well aware of her abilities—the kind of magic that could greatly amplify the strength of others.

However, it has a fatal flaw—it cannot amplify itself.

Faced with the powerful Goblin, she felt like a helpless lamb, who could be torn to pieces by this ferocious beast at any moment.

"Creak!"

The goblin approached with heavy steps.

His rough claws scraped against the cave walls, making a harsh sound.

Vidona's heart was pounding, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

Just as the goblin was about to touch Vidona, a sharp glint of light suddenly appeared from the darkness.

The blade flashed like lightning, instantly shattering the silence of the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a thin red line appeared on the goblin's forehead, stretching straight down like the scythe of death.

"Pfft!"

With a dull thud, the goblin's body split in two.

Blood and entrails splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding ground red.

"You're finally out!"

Goblin laughed loudly and roared down the empty corridor:

"I know you're here."

"You come out here!!!"

"I know you're right here! Don't think I can't see you just because you're hiding!"

Goblin's voice, like the roar of a wild beast, echoed through the empty corridor.

His eyes gleamed with a cruel and excited light, as if he could already see the prey he was looking for.

However, just as he was smugly preparing to continue his mockery...

His voice suddenly stopped, as if some invisible hand had choked him.

Goblin's face turned deathly pale in an instant, his previous excitement replaced by terror and despair.

He felt a chill creep up from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a bright red line quietly appeared on his neck.

Pfft!

With a muffled thud, blood gushed from Goblinley's neck like a fountain, staining his clothes red.

It also splashed onto the face of a goblin with a missing ear standing nearby.

The goblin with the missing ear stared in disbelief at the scene before him, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

The entire place was deathly silent, with only the sound of dripping blood echoing in the air.

Goblinley didn't know how he was killed until the moment of his death.

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He didn't even catch a glimpse of the mysterious assassin, and died inexplicably because of his own arrogance.

Snapped!

The silence was broken by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Goblin's head fell from a great height and rolled to the feet of the goblin with the missing ear.

Those lifeless eyes still stared straight at him, as if telling of their resentment and despair.

The goblin with the missing ear slowly raised his head, his heart filled with fear and curiosity.

He followed Goblinley's gaze and saw the scene that he would never forget.

A thin figure draped in a black robe stood silently at the end of the corridor, holding a dagger that gleamed with a cold light.

Although the figure was thin, it exuded a chilling aura.

His eyes were cold and deep, as if they could see into a person's soul.

At this moment, the goblin with one ear finally understood its fate.

It was at this moment that he secretly made up his mind.

Learn from the goblin in front of you.

He didn't want it anymore, no matter how powerless he was.

"Who is it!"

The goblins' voices were filled with fear and unease as they looked around, but could not see any other goblins.

"come out!"

"come out"

Suddenly, the two goblins died.

One of them was their leader, a high-ranking goblin.

In an instant, the goblins panicked.

"Creak—"

"Come out, what do you think?"

Immediately following was the goblin, who had just been arrogantly shouting.

puff.

Its head suddenly separated from its body, and a gush of crimson blood gushed out, instantly staining the surrounding ground red.

"Run! Run!"

The goblins screamed in terror, feeling an unprecedented fear in the face of this sudden enemy.

This fear does not stem from the strength of the enemy.

It's not that they can't see the enemy at all, but they can only feel the shadow of death gradually approaching.

The goblins all turned around, trying to escape this terrifying battlefield.

However, what they didn't know was that they were already in dire straits.

From the very first moment I stepped into this place.

Their fate was already sealed.

Suddenly, a dark shadow darted through the goblin horde.

Each time it swept past, it was accompanied by the scream of a goblin and the sound of it falling to the ground.

This shadow, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, mercilessly reaped the lives of the goblins.

The three people in the distance were stunned by this scene.

Chris, who was hiding in the corner, watched with fascination.

What these three people didn't know was...

A goblin was watching all of this.

(End of this chapter)