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

Could it be that his strength has become so great that he can no longer see clearly?

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Rimuru's mouth.

He looked up in the direction of the Goblin General and saw the green figure slowly walking towards him.

There was a cruel smile on the Goblin General's face, as if all this was within his expectations.

"You...how did you do that?"

"Die!"

Just when Rimuru was confused, the Goblin General came over, raised his hand, and was about to crush the elf in front of him.

"Hahahaha!"

Rimuru suddenly laughed, and a deep red light flashed in his green eyes.

“You underestimate me.”

I was so slow before just to buy myself some time to communicate with the forest.

As he finished speaking, patches of emerald green plants suddenly emerged from the ground.

They grew rapidly and spread, forming solid walls of vines that separated Rimuru from the Goblin General.

The Goblin General looked at the scene in front of him with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you too"

He murmured softly, as if sighing about something.

However, these vines were only a minor obstacle to the Goblin General.

He waved his arm lightly, and the seemingly solid vines were torn apart like pieces of paper.

Seeing this scene, Rimuru's heart couldn't help but tighten, but he did not give up.

He immediately controlled the remaining vines and launched a fierce attack on the Goblin General and Ye Yan.

The Goblin General sneered, stretched out a hand and blocked Ye Yan.

Those vines seemed so fragile in front of his strength and were torn apart in an instant.

Just when the Goblin General wanted to follow and kill him.

The Goblin General stopped just as he took a step forward.

He noticed something, hesitated for a moment, picked up Ye Yan, turned and left.

"who are you!"

At this time, Morris came here.

Looking at the familiar figure, he asked.

"Why are you here!!!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 91: Demon Morriga, the Fallen Saint.

The Goblin General did not answer and left, leaving Morris with only the familiar yet unfamiliar back.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?!" Morris roared and tried to chase after him.

However, just as he was about to take a step, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Countless vines emerged from the ground and entwined together like giant snakes, forming a solid barrier that blocked Morris's way.

"Crench!"

At the same time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps nearby.

Goblins emerged from the darkness one after another, holding weapons and making sharp cries, and surrounded Morris.

"I don't have time to play with you guys right now"

Morris's face darkened and he drew out the long sword behind him. The sword flashed with cold light and a strong murderous intent emanated from him.

At this moment, the reminder tone of the Voice of the World rang in his ears:

[Detection: When facing enemy goblins, your unique skill "Goblin Slayer" is activated]

[Your hatred for Goblins is beyond imagination, and your Goblin Special Attack is increased by 200%]

As the prompt sounded, the magic power in Morris instantly boiled over.

“I’m in a bad mood today”

Morris slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were red, like a mad beast.

"So, I can't treat you so 'gently' anymore!"

He roared, and rushed out of the circle of vines like a flash of lightning and rushed into the pile of goblins.

"Crench!"

As soon as the goblins discovered Morris's trace, they raised their weapons and wanted to fight back.

However, in the face of Morris's terrifying power, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless.

There was a flash of sword light, and the goblins fell in a pool of blood.

Morris rushed into the goblin pile like an angry lion, leaving rivers of blood and corpses everywhere he passed.

There was only killing and anger in his eyes, he wanted to wipe out all these goblins!

The night was dark.

A crescent moon hangs in the sky, casting a faint silver glow.

In the quiet night, Morika was wearing a black tights, with a graceful figure and a cunning light flashing in her eyes.

“Ah, ah!”

Morika touched her head, looking painful.

"I never thought that this Goblin General here is so strong that he killed my parallel individual."

It took me a day's rest to recover.

“But it’s not a big problem.”

Morika slowly raised her head, looked at the Goblin General's castle in front of her, and smiled.

That’s right, the big commotion we made before attracted most of the goblins and goblin generals away.

Just to make sure of one thing.

Although I failed in the end, I got a pleasant surprise.

Morika chuckled as she remembered the goblin brat.

But for some reason, the Goblin General seemed to have gone out tonight, and the feeling of danger also disappeared.

In other words, there are no monsters in the nest that can threaten her.

Thinking of this, Morika quietly sneaked into the Goblin General's room.

Just to make sure of one thing.

Morika stepped closer.

Then in a room, on a bed, in the goblin's territory.

There lay a woman she was familiar with.

The woman was wearing a white dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and had a beautiful face, like a fairy descended to earth.

It's just a pity that the hideous and ugly scar on that face destroys all the beauty.

However, what made Morika stunned was not her beauty, nor the scar that destroyed all the beauty.

But the person in front of her was someone she knew.

And, extremely familiar.

The woman who shouldn't be here, who was in the goblin's lair.

"Elena"

“I was not mistaken.”

Morika smiled.

The familiar and disgusting smell was indeed coming from this guy.

"By the way, are you still pretending to sleep? And what's wrong with your face?"

Morika smiled at the sleeping Elena and asked:

"Disturbing a sleeping woman."

Elena slowly opened her eyes and looked at the uninvited guest in front of her with a slightly raised brow.

"Is this the etiquette of your demon clan?"

"Our etiquette is based on individuality"

Morika covered her mouth and looked at Elena with a mocking expression.

"You mean, Goblin's Starfury?"

"Or"

"Should I call you, Her Highness the Saint of the Holy Light Church, Qing Lie?"

Morika showed Elena the highest courtesy.

But the mockery on that face and in his eyes never diminished.

Elena didn't care about Morika's ridicule.

She lowered her eyelashes.

It seemed as if he was recalling the past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"From the moment I was tied to the fire rack, I was no longer the Saint Elena."

"You can call me Alina, of course."

Elena smiled faintly, her purple eyes filled with tenderness.

"You can call me, Goblin General Tian's wife, Elina-Tian."

"Oh!"

Morika felt it carefully and indeed could not sense any trace of divine power.

An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

This Elena who once defeated the devil.

But now he has become the Starfury of the Goblins. What on earth happened?

wrong!

Morika's eyes widened, as if she had heard something incredible.

"You, you guy, what did you just say?"

Did she hear wrongly?

Goblin General's wife?

That saint who was as pure and flawless as an iceberg married an ugly goblin?

She must have heard it wrong!

Absolutely, I heard it wrong.

Otherwise, how could such a thing be discovered?

"how?"