"Ahem, ahem...... Soft son, don't cry and mourn, your mother and I may be able to become lustful demons after death, but it is much better than now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Childe's other mother in another world is definitely not as beautiful and delicate as Mrs. Yiyang's uncle Yingci. Contrary. It's a small thing no taller than four feet (1.2 meters) tall, and it looks really ugly. She has a broad face, a flat nose, pointed ears, a large mouth, and thin fangs. The flat forehead is tilted back, the slender arms are down to the knees, and the skin is a filthy red.

This is the goblin, a goblin that is worthless except for the fact that it can give birth to cubs.

The female goblin leaning against the stone wall of the cave coughed up bright red blood from her mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs. There was also a large wound on her abdomen, and the wriggling blue-gray intestines could be seen inside.

Childe knows that his image is similar to this old mother. However, as a male adult goblin, he is taller and stronger, but this "some" is also very limited, just about the same as a boy about ten years old.

However, he was covered with strange black tattoos, which would make ordinary people dizzy and mad after a few more glances, because this is the gift of the devil of hell - blasphemous words.

Childe was also covered in bruises, and his left hand was hanging from his chest with a splint. However, he still did not hesitate to throw the last "treatment of minor injuries" on his mother, and then said weakly: "Mom, you can save your energy and say a few words." ”

The goblin mother, who had regained a little energy, looked at her son seriously and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...... The old lady really didn't know that she had spent so much effort and killed so many people of the same clan to sacrifice. In the end, I finally summoned the devil and gave you my mother...... It's really cool...... cough cough cough ......"

The treatment of minor injuries obviously did not help her injuries, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood again, still in a cheerful tone, "How could you give birth to your soft son, who doesn't look like us goblins at all...... It's not like the devil ......"

"Hell is down! If you hadn't become a warlock, I'd have thought I'd had a spring dream. ”

His only son was not only healthy since he was a child, but he would not have survived, and he had an intelligence far beyond that of ordinary goblins, even smarter than himself, and he was a powerful warlock, who would have used to charm humans when he could climb, so he did not die at the hands of human predators, but added some meat to the tribe, and definitely lived up to his purgatory blood.

It's just that his heart is too soft, incredibly soft, and he would rather starve himself than eat the corpses of humans and goblins of his kind. On one occasion he was so angry that he put him in a small cave and gave him no food except human flesh and goblin meat. But in the end, his son fainted from hunger, but he did not touch the delicious broth with salt.

Childe rolled his eyes, as a former noble son, he has been a goblin for more than ten years, but he is not used to such a straightforward way of speaking.

He knew in his heart that his mother had used up all of his magic spells, and that his only healing spell had been used on her. If it weren't for the miracle, she wouldn't have survived.

So the heavy heart of the son had to deal with it casually: "Mom, didn't you say that you are a princess, and I am the last goblin prince? ”

His mother said in a trance: "Yes, the old lady is a noble goblin princess." Princess Ben should reside in a towering steel castle, cruising around in a gigantic airship, surrounded by shiny mecha knights......"

The pain of the wound brought her back from fantasy to reality, and the female goblin looked at her wound and said in frustration: "But now a few stinky ogres have killed the noble princess of the old lady!"

Childe Qi knew that her mother would sometimes become crazy, I don't know if it was because of the relationship between being a shaman, or because of the books left by the ancient goblins she had been reading.

He also learned the ancient goblin script from his mother, and knew that the books said that after the dragons killed each other and became rare animals, and before the elves climbed down from the trees and learned to make fires, they were the goblins who ruled the world.

The goblins rule the world not by their bodies too weak to withstand the fingers of dragons, nor by the magic and magic that the gods have bestowed on the elves, but by the clever minds they possess.

Relying on the science and technology invented by the goblins, they have built an extremely glorious civilization and an incomparably vast empire. For the goblins at that time, the elves were just monkeys who could only climb trees, humans were still naked apes who couldn't even use fire, dwarves were slaves who were only worthy of mining for them, and orcs were still beasts matched with wild ***.

But because of this, the arrogant goblins believe in "technology", or rather in themselves, and do not respect the gods.

So this empire has long been overthrown by the elves beloved by the gods, and it has become a thing of the past. Cursed by the angry gods, the goblins have lost not only their technology, but also their intelligence, and they can hardly be called intelligent creatures.

As a direct descendant of the goblin royal family, Childe's mother retains most of her intelligence, at least she can read these goblin history books.

Unfortunately, this intelligence only makes her a shaman, not enough for her to recreate the glory of the Goblin Empire on her own.

After becoming the leader of the tribe, a mere mid-level shaman princess had to lead her tribe to survive between orcs and humans, until today she met a migrating and panicked ogre tribe......

With great difficulty, she took out the books from the package next to her, handed them to Childe, and said, "Take it, my son." At the end of the northern mountains lies a city of our goblins. ”

"This book has a map and instructions on how to activate the ruins, and take our people to find it!"

My mother doesn't know how many times she said that she would take her tribe over the northern mountains to find this goblin ruin, but is the largest and highest mountain range on this continent so easy to pass?

Not to mention that the mountains are home to legendary creatures, the Winter Ghosts, and the powerful tribe of frost giants. Even if they encounter ordinary goods, such as wolves and harpies, weak goblins are no match for them, and can only be their food.

Speaking of food, the most lacking thing in the goblin tribe is food, and they can't even find enough food in the plains, otherwise Gongziqi's mother wouldn't fight to the death with the ogre tribe for the last bit of food, let alone the mountains that are frozen all year round?

Childe couldn't bear to disobey his dying mother, so he could only nod against his will, and reached out to take the few Warcraft leather books that were about to fall apart.

"One more thing......" The female goblin's eyes flashed, and she suddenly tore open a spell scroll.

"Mom!" Childe, who was defenseless at all, found that he had lost control of his body, which was ...... Advanced Command?!

The goblin mother's face was gentle, and even her ugly face became less hideous. She stroked Childe's face and said softly, "Eat me!"

No!!!

Childe shouted wildly in his heart, but he made a single sound after being instructed by the commanding technique, and he could only watch as he pulled out a piece of intestines from the wound in his mother's abdomen and bit ......down hard.

It's still hot!

In the confusion, he didn't know why he noticed such a strange thing, and he unconsciously chewed on his mother's flesh in his mouth, while listening to her babble: "Soft boy, eat more." Use the strength you used to breastfeed!"

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all. It's not as painful as you bite the old lady's head. ”

"Son of a soft egg, after eating me, take the tribe up the mountain. ”

"If you don't have enough food, eat the old and weak!"

"Gotta find the ruins!"

"If you can't do it, kill them all, and summon your father to take you to the Nine Layers of Hell. ”

"But as a devil, don't be so weak!"

The goblin princess looked at the son who was munching on top of her with relief, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, you can call Wannikov (the mother eater in the ancient goblin language) in the future, this is much more majestic than the name softie!"

"Live, my prince. ...... anyway"