My mother and I continued to flee, but soon, our luck seemed to run out, and my mother and I were thought of by some aliens, and my mother wanted me to call them Terran, but I was not used to it.

For us they are alien, what the human race is, I don't want to know, therefore, I did not respond to the mother, but now, I want to respond, it is too late.

My mother and I were caught, caught by the aliens, and the way they looked at me and my mother made me feel terrified, and I didn't know what to say to describe the feeling.

That feeling is not like the naïve pity for aliens that we once had, nor the contempt and disdain of those adult goblins for aliens, it was a different feeling

After that, I was forced to separate from my mother, and the aliens pressed me and my mother to go separately, and I didn't know what would happen next, but the only thing I knew was that it wouldn't end well.

We soon came to a place where to our surprise, there were already some goblins, and without exception, they were just like my mother and me, scarred.

They were so badly injured that they couldn't even move, and their eyes were dull, as if they had experienced a lot of bad things, and instinctively warned me not to delve into it.

As I was observing, I heard my mother's howl, and I subconsciously turned around and saw that my mother was desperately rushing towards me, but she failed.

No matter how desperate her mother is, the aliens can control her.

Why did my mother try so hard, I wondered why, but I soon knew why, because I don't know when, an alien appeared behind me, holding a pointed object in his hand, as if trying to stab me.

That's why my mother is desperate.

I couldn't react, my body was so cold that I couldn't move.

My mother kept yelling at me to run, I couldn't move, I was scared, but soon, I had to run.

Because my mother died, in front of me, just like my father, swallowed her last breath, but she still told me to escape, let me escape as far away as possible.

I fled, as if there was some protection, I fled, and from this day on, I had no home, and a thought appeared in my head, I wanted, revenge!!

But I'm still a cub, and that's okay, I've had a long lifespan, and what I have is time to spend with the aliens who took my parents.

I began to hate the alien race and the old goblin, if he hadn't revealed the news, my father might not have died, and my mother wouldn't have died.

I've been thinking like this, as if I don't have to face my incompetence, my weakness.

I ran away for a long time, and I kept running again, and later, in order to take revenge, I took a drug that grew up early, but it had side effects, and this medicine made me grow up quickly and have great power.

While feeling the power, I ignored the pain in my bones, and I felt that with the power, I would be able to take revenge, and I would be able to make those aliens pay for me.

So, I began to hunt down the aliens, and every time I caught them, I tortured them as if they had tortured my people and my mother, as if I would avenge my mother and make her happy.

But I soon learned that it was impossible, that the mother would not feel happy, because she was no longer there, and she could only feel the peace of death.

However, I soon realized another aspect, that is, what to do after the goblin? The aliens have been approaching, and they are encroaching on our territory.

And the goblins are resisting each other, and those aliens, on the contrary, are united, if this continues, we will definitely lose, we can't go on like this, we have to find a way to solve it.

Otherwise, once we are given a chance to grow up, we will never have a chance to turn over, and even the current goblins will not use all their strength.

Those hidden goblins have not yet made a move, and they are now in the wait-and-see stage.

I went to the head of a village where elves gathered, hoping that he would understand my concerns, but horribly, he didn't believe my concerns, and in his sense that these aliens were nothing more than a stand-up existence.

He felt that my thoughts were just unfounded.

I was amazed at who had given him such an idea, and how stupid was he to think that we would win in just a few years, when the aliens had been vaguely fighting against us.

What's even more terrifying is that not only does he think so, but there are also other goblins who feel the same way, and they also feel that those aliens don't have to worry at all, they are just some vulnerable aliens.

Oh my God, what a terrible thing it is, my people, these powerful goblins, they think that those aliens are simply fragile beings and will not win.

I tried to persuade my people to face up to this matter, but unfortunately, none of the goblins thought that what I said was right, but instead said that I was too young to understand those things, and that I should cultivate well.

But this is also, for a long time, the elves ruled the whole world, and no race was the opponent of the elves, but for some reason, many elves like to enslave other races.

What the reason is, it is not clear, but then it became a tradition.

What's even more strange is that in this world, it seems that apart from us goblins, there are only alien races, we are stronger than aliens, and we enslave alien races.

It's a ridiculous thing, even if my parents said that I shouldn't lose the backbone of the goblin, and there are no aliens in my family, but my parents probably look down on aliens.

There is no way, because they are weak, even if they say that the alien race will take revenge, but my parents, no, it should be said, all the goblins don't want the alien race to turn over.

Because for a long time, what the goblins have done has already made the goblins and aliens can only live one and die the other.

And when I went to persuade them, I unexpectedly got a message about the alien race, that is, their memories are passed down from generation to generation.

This matter is even more terrifying, because the fertility of the alien race is strong, so many goblins don't take them seriously, and the alien race that lost their lives because of the malice of the goblins doesn't know how many.

If such a memory can be inherited, then there is a reason why the aliens know that they can't defeat the goblins, but still don't give up.

I have inherited the memories and sorrows of my elders, so we must not give up, and this is the case for the aliens.

Otherwise, according to the lifespan of the aliens, they should not know anything about the previous events.

The aliens, raising the banner of revenge, have a fire burning in their eyes.

So, why, do those aliens lose to the goblins? They are obviously not weak, why?

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