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

Just as the two were arguing.

The blood-red moonlight was suddenly torn apart by the pink mist of lust, and the lustful power turned into silk and wrapped around Ye Yan's waist.

She tapped the air with her toes, and a mandala flower bloomed with every step.

The holy light that Seth slashed down melted into honey when it touched the petals.

"Let me borrow it, little cutie~"

The lustful tongue tip swept across Ye Yan's earlobe, leaving a heart-shaped mark on the side of his neck.

The combined attack formation of the three demon kings had not yet taken shape, and the pink mist had already swept the two of them into the crevice of desire.

"Chase!"

Seth's Sword of Judgment split open a crack in space, but the Goblin General Tian was standing on the edge of the crack, holding the magic sword Blood Lotus.

"This road is blocked!"

The lust crystals inlaid on his armor were resonating with the rifts, twisting the pursuit path into a maze of desire.

"You, you have become a slave to lust!"

The Lion King's furious slash landed first, and Tian's left arm was broken.

But the severed limbs that fell to the ground turned into erotic dancers, entwining the wings of the Phoenix-Winged Demon King.

When the half-dragon king tore the dancer into pieces, the splattering blood exploded into aphrodisiac pollen in the air.

“Get out of the way!”

Seth's holy seal burned Tian's chest, and the burnt smell was mixed with the scent of irises.

The Goblin General vomited blood with pink star rays, but stabbed the sword deep into his heart:

“This road is blocked.”

The moment the holy sword pierced his throat, a lustful totem suddenly appeared in Tian's pupils.

"Lustful power?!"

"I didn't expect that you could borrow the power of the Lustful Monarch!"

Seth was shocked to find that the blade was corroded by the lust toxin, and tiny tentacles grew out of the hilt and wrapped around his wrist.

The three demon kings’ ultimate moves landed at the same time, and Tian’s body fell apart in the holy light, but a chuckle came from each fragment.

“Are you going to die?”

The broken head rolled to the edge of the altar, and Tian's single eye reflected the restless trajectory of the gluttonous power.

His shattered spine suddenly glowed pink, and his fingers, engraved with lustful prayers, stretched out towards the void with difficulty.

Emerald-colored healing light rain suddenly poured down, and Elena's silver robe swept away the bloody mist.

Her trembling fingertips stroked the darkened cheek, and the light of healing was mixed with crystal tears:

“Great that you’re still alive”

Tian's larynx let out a broken laugh, and his remaining right hand suddenly grabbed Elena's wrist.

The lustful devil pattern appeared at the point where the two of them touched, but he suppressed it with his last bit of strength:

"I am still alive"

With every word he spoke, he vomited blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

"I'm sorry, I've already decided."

Seth's Sword of Judgment suddenly shrieked, and the holy light turned into a prison that enveloped the two of them:

“It’s a human!”

His eyes danced with blasphemous anger, "Then, go to hell!"

“Go!”

Tian's broken body burst out with the last of its strength, pushing Elena into the crevice of desire.

The lust crystal on his chest burst into a supernova-like light, and seven hundred chains of lust entangled Seth's limbs.

When the three demon kings' killing moves hit him, Tian's smile solidified into a crystal sculpture:

"This time, finally"

"No!"

The moment Elena's scream was swallowed by the crack, Tian's crystal body exploded.

The power of lust transformed into a peach blossom rain that swept across the entire battlefield.

Each petal reflects the scene from ten years ago——

Young Tian held the blood-covered Elena in his arms and fled to the forest as the Templars pursued him.

. . .

Darkness enveloped Ye Yan like a womb, and he heard his skull melting.

The shattered image of my mother before her death floats in the sea of ​​consciousness, and those last words stained with ice scrape against my nerves like a knife blade.

“When all the heartbeats stop, the world will be at peace, right?”

「Click」

The sound of some kind of crystal shattering exploded deep in the soul.

Ye Yan suddenly saw his twelve-year-old self huddled beside the ice coffin, holding his mother's frozen hand and reciting the elf spell.

The ice coffin in my memory suddenly oozed black blood, and those blood beads formed a bloody formula in the air:

World population ÷ death rate = time required to achieve absolute peace.

[Cognitive pollution exceeding critical value detected]

[Consuming countless previous accumulations, evolution points, and origins, forcing the exclusive skill "Sage" to evolve]

Seven hundred scarlet chains emerged from the darkness, each chain strung with a human skull.

When the chains began to break, Ye Yan's eyeballs suddenly exploded, and vines of data streams grew out of his eye sockets.

He saw the rise and fall of civilizations jumping on the four-dimensional coordinate axis, and saw the death countdown floating above the head of every living being.

[Evolutionary direction: "Wisdom" existing life form number 0079]

[Path Correction in Progress]

[Congratulations on obtaining the exclusive skill "King of Intelligence"]

The severe pain was like liquid nitrogen pouring into his spinal cord, and the sound waves of Ye Yan's screams materialized into a broken screen in the darkness.

Countless pieces of intelligence turned into spikes of ice and pierced into the brain:

In the last moment after the Goblin General's death, he was burned by the Holy Light;

Elena was imprisoned under the Ancient Tree of Life.

The wounds pierced by the twelve fallen god nails were oozing lust spores;

The Third Legion of the Land of the Dead has torn through the Western Frontier's defenses, and the bodies of the fallen soldiers are being pieced together into a flesh portal;

Under the ice throne of the North Wind Emperor, greed has polluted the frozen sea ecosystem, and the eyeballs of the polar whales have fallen into darkness.

. . .

Inside the Hundred Demons Village.

Ye Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The blood-red moonlight penetrated the ice crystal window lattices, reflecting a torrent of data in Ye Yan's ruby-like pupils.

The healing potion held by the beauty suddenly froze over, and she discovered that the ice crystals condensed on the monarch's eyelashes when he woke up were flashing with the unique blue luster of intelligence.

"Your Majesty, that's great."

Beside him, Hongyan and Quesi were very happy to see this.

"You finally woke up"

"How long has it been?"

"Three months and seven days."

The butterfly wings behind the bird's silk shook off the phosphorus powder, spelling out a countdown accurate to the second in the air.

“Really?”

Ye Yan stood up and looked at the magic sword, Blood Lotus, beside the bed.

As his fingertips stroked the hilt of the demon sword Blood Lotus, the newly formed blood-colored lines suddenly came to life.

What was reflected on the blade was no longer his own face, but the scene when the Goblin General Tian had his heart pierced by holy light.

Three hundred and sixty-three battle scenes were playing in a loop—all obstacles that Tian had cleared for him.

"This, is——" the goblin on the side hesitated to speak.

Half of a blood-stained breastplate fell out from the gap in his armor, and the mirror surface retained the image of Tian's last battle.

The body pierced by the seven holy pillars turned into a blood-red barrier, which withstood the Seth laser.

"I know."

Ye Yan nodded slightly, as if the sacrifice of Goblin General Tian had already been expected by him.

Witnesses of information flowed into his mind along with the night wind, like trickles of water converging into a sea, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He slowly picked up the magic sword Blood Lotus, and gently stroked the hilt with his fingertips, as if he was talking to his former comrade-in-arms.

He recalled the first time he saw Goblin General Tian. At that time, he was still a weak goblin.

There was a hint of sadness in Ye Yan's eyes, but more of it was determination.

"What a pity, I'm not the one who killed you." (End of this chapter)