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

Ye Yan's voice was icy cold, as if it came from the Netherworld.

As his words fell, countless blood mists rushed towards Wood like a tide, submerging him in an instant.

"Ahhhh!"

Wood's screams echoed in the blood mist, but were soon drowned out by the sound of the blood mist being swallowed.

His figure gradually disappeared in the blood mist and eventually turned into a pool of blood and was completely swallowed by the blood mist.

Just as Wood was being swallowed, the voice of the world rang in Ye Yan's ears.

[Congratulations on devouring a mature human warrior. Based on the effect of your skill "Gluttony", you gained 20 points of speed]

[Your speed has reached the stage limit and cannot be increased any further]

[Based on the "Gluttony" effect, 10 speed has been stored in the "Gluttony" space]

[Congratulations on killing a mature human warrior. Based on the effect of your skill "Gluttony", you have obtained the human's exclusive skill "Keep Covenant"]

On the other side, the night was as dark as ink.

There was a hint of uneasiness in the breeze.

Irene's cat eyes flickered in the moonlight.

She turned to look at Harley, the corners of her mouth curled up with a sly smile.

"Is it really okay not to talk to Wood, meow?"

Harley pushed his glasses up slightly, a gleam of disapproval flashing in his eyes.

"Oh?"

He responded calmly and then asked back.

"Then why didn't you tell me when you were running away just now?"

Irene's tail flicked slightly, as if responding to his words.

"I'm just too scared, meow."

As she spoke, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Besides, we're just temporary teammates, meow."

Sometimes, even teammates who have been through thick and thin with you may not be trustworthy.

What's more, it's temporary?

Irene had thought about escaping as early as after Ye Yan displayed that terrifying power.

I just didn't find the opportunity.

As it happened, that fool Edward gave her the opportunity.

As for expecting Edward to use the so-called "resurrection" to defeat the goblin?

No, not possible.

Whether he was killed or killed instantly, that proves one thing.

If I can kill you once, I can kill you a thousand times.

Even if you resurrect, it will be useless.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.

Sometimes "resurrection" from death is not a gift, but a punishment.

Even if he doesn't die here, the man named Edward behind will regret it.

boom!

A loud bang broke the silence of the night.

Behind them, blood mist rolled and transformed into countless ferocious bloody hands, chasing towards them at an alarming speed.

Wherever it passed, the trees dried up instantly, as if all the vitality had been sucked away.

Irene looked back, her eyes filled with shock.

Her tail was wagging, as if she was also frightened by this sudden change.

"This is too exaggerated, meow."

Harley's face was solemn as he watched those bloody hands getting closer and closer.

"damn it!"

He cursed inwardly, knowing that if he didn't take action, they would be caught up.

"Hey, Catwoman, what can you do?"

He looked at Irene, a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Irene smiled slightly and didn't care.

"I didn't expect those two pieces of trash could only hold off for a short while."

"But that's enough!"

As she finished her words, countless magic lines suddenly appeared around her.

Harley was horrified to find that they were completely surrounded by these magic lines.

He looked at Irene in surprise.

"When did you do it?"

Irene blinked, as if pleased with her cleverness.

"To defeat a monster that can force a gold-level adventurer into a desperate situation, in addition to being prepared for battle, you must also be able to escape!"

She said playfully.

Then, she waved her hand, and the magic lines in the distance were released like taut rubber bands.

He pulled Irene at an unimaginable speed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"That is?"

Harley was surprised to find that the magic lines controlled by Irene were unusual.

It seems to have the properties of rubber!

"Damn it!"

That cat girl actually hid her strength!

However, the blood mist behind him did not give Harley time to think.

"I didn't expect that the preparations I made would save my life."

Harley smiled bitterly and used all his strength to activate the teleportation magic in his hand.

He knew this was his only chance of escape.

Just as the magic was about to be completed, a pair of huge bloody hands suddenly stretched out from the blood mist and grabbed Harley's feet.

"Damn it!"

Damn.

What a super-sized monster this is.

It is simply beyond common sense to understand.

Harley struggled, trying to break free from the bloody hands.

But those bloody hands held him tightly like iron clamps.

He felt his feet being torn apart bit by bit, and the pain surged like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"what!"

Harley let out a scream, swung the staff in his hand, and shot a magic bullet at his feet.

boom!

The magic bullet hit Harley's foot directly, and his foot was blown to pieces in an instant.

"Ahhh!"

The severe pain made Harley scream miserably.

Fortunately, at this time, the teleportation magic was finally ready.

“It’s finally healed”

As soon as he finished speaking, a magic circle appeared under Harley's feet.

brush!

Then, with the appearance of a ray of light, Harley disappeared.

At this time, Irene stood aside with a lazy look on her face, her hands on the back of her head, letting the magic line pull her body away.

She looked at the blood mist in front of her, her heart full of doubts.

Looking at the blood mist in front of her, Irene still couldn't figure out what it was.

"When you get back, ask the princess!"

Irene thought to herself.

"It's right in front, don't let her get away!"

"Otherwise, we will all die!!!"

At this time, several adventurers seemed to be chasing a woman.

No, the woman's ears are pointed.

Plus that rare beauty.

If Irene guessed correctly.

That's an elf!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 134 The legend of the Elf King, a taboo that cannot be touched.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there are still people who dare to catch elves these days!"

Irene raised the corners of her mouth in a meaningful smile.

Since the birth of the Elf King, there have been people who have challenged his authority.

But their end was undoubtedly a miserable death.

Nowadays, all races tacitly prohibit hunting elves, not out of respect for the Elf King.

There were supposed to be four human kingdoms on this continent, but now there are only three left.

And the fourth kingdom disappeared overnight.

And on the collapsed land, a chasm like an abyss was carved.

"Whoever offends our elves will be killed!"

The poet who sings the hymns that are passed down.

Everything explains that person's fear.

Legend has it that it is a being more terrifying than the devil.

Legend has it that his appearance can cause gods to fall to earth.

Legend has it that he was the incarnation sent down by the Mother Goddess of Life out of pity for the elves' plight.

But, these are just speculations.

Over the past few hundred years, no one has ever seen his appearance.

And now, there are actually people who dare to hunt elves.