Chapter 142

The atmosphere gradually became quieter, and this road seemed to have no end, with no end in sight.

Blacka was surprised by how long the goblin stopped time. She felt like she couldn't deal with such an ability no matter what. As long as she stopped time, she was just a steak on the board, and she could deal with it however she wanted.

The surrounding scenery slowly began to look strange. Although she had long known that this was a place where time was suspended, Blacka still felt it was fresh.

It would be nice if the Black Forest was always so quiet, with no dangers or monsters. Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed a beautiful place. Legend has it that this is the Erie Garden created by God. It is so beautiful that it seems that it must be at least standard.

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Moreover, even though he failed in his attempt to kill himself, it didn't matter. The goblin appeared when he least expected it. When she appeared, it was when he died, and he had been mentally prepared for this from the beginning.

But maybe I can still try to fight back? Although this is a goblin, as long as I don't use nails, with my current body, I won't have no backhand power.

It's a different matter if you use nails. You will be killed instantly, no doubt.

He thought like this, and when he was about to think about it, he suddenly realized that this road didn't seem to be like this.

After all, there is a volcano here, and this is the road that Blacka took his teammates to go to the volcano. Although it is not a good thing to say, he can indeed remember the places he has walked.

Because in the final analysis, the memories I really have are only from the time when I entered the black forest until now. The only memories I have are particularly cherished, and I don’t want to forget even the plants and trees around me.

So, where is this place?

He stopped. Inexplicably, he felt the so-called peace of mind and joy.

Inexplicable joy, joy from the heart. There is no reason, but it is an inexplicable feeling... Living is a happy thing. As long as there is still one breath left, then you should be happy.

"This is the beginning of the black forest." The goblin's voice sounded. Blacka was stunned and looked at the goblin sitting on the branch. It seemed to be looking at the forest. He had never seen such eyes before, and he was nostalgic.

With sadness and longing.

"I'm stupid, can you explain a few more words?"

"Oh, have you ever entered the realm?" The goblin hesitated and said, "I asked my clone to monitor you. As far as I know, you stayed in the realm of the undead for a while."

"Indeed, is this the same place?" Blacka asked hesitantly. He really didn't have a deep impression of this magical place. Maybe he had similar abilities and used them before, but they were completely different from this spectacular scenery.

Can't be contacted.

At this moment, time began to flow around him again, and he heard the sound of birds and the rustling of leaves.

The wind blew slightly, and Blacka noticed the white deer in the forest. Even the wolf was gentle. It was a warg lying on the rock, not caring about the creatures around him.

"I am very proud that I am one of the first creatures created by God. I am even more proud that my image even became the prototype of later human beings - Oh, or should I be proud that I was made by God in my own image?" Goblin

He smiled and said: "At that time, I didn't know what I should do every day, and I couldn't figure out what I was. All I had to do was sing, and that was what I had to do every day to make the Almighty who created me happy."

She said this and said softly: "You can laugh at me - I am just a person who misses the past. I can't forget that paradise. Every day when I fall asleep, I dream of that carefree world. I imitate

God created my kingdom, but something is different. I don’t know what is different, I still miss this place.”

She paused and then said: "In short, I have been thinking about and thinking about this place for a long, long life. Over time, I subconsciously used my spiritual power on it. When I reacted,

That's what the replicas from my memory are like."

She said this as if she was neither sad nor happy. Whether it was because it took too long, or because she had cared about it for too long. It was hard to say, and she didn't want to care. She was just in a daze quietly.

But are they here to be in a daze?

Blacka thought hesitantly, although it would not do any harm to him. After all, it seemed good to stay here for a while - he had never seen the so-called beauty on the human side, and what Noah and Duoyan described was too abstract.

The beautiful things he can see may just be the world around him.

He walked casually, waiting for the goblin to make a move. Blacka half hoped that she would use nails to sneak attack. His life would disappear very quickly, and he probably wouldn't have time to suffer the pain.

It doesn't matter if you endure it, no matter what kind of pain it is, Blacka has the experience to endure it.

"Don't worry, I will do it."

Suddenly, the goblin seemed to realize that this guy was troubled by this matter. He said casually, as if he wanted Blacka to feel at ease and not be troubled at this time.

After a long time, Blacka took a deep breath. This calmed her down. Then she scratched her head and turned to look at the goblin sitting on the branch. After another while, she asked inexplicably:

"Can I protest in a symbolic way?" Blacka said, but when she said it, she felt that it was a bit awkward to ask this.

Because when I think about it carefully, it seems that the goblin has done nothing to regret himself. It should be said that these powerful people in the dark forest seem to be easy to get along with, but there are unresolved grievances between them. He was involved in it,

So I was forced to be led around by them.

He fights the goblin because Greed has a bad relationship with the goblin, and the goblin wants to kill him because Greed will resurrect him.

Just like the white wolf bestows blessings on himself because he is wary of the devil's resurrection, and the thief pig troubles him for this reason.

What about situations that have nothing to do with these grievances?

The sick rat, who was like a child, was almost unprepared when he entertained him, and Yangui was even happy because of his arrival. At least, the relationship was unrelated, and everyone had nothing to do with each other. They each had their own lives and were content.

But when he turned his head, he was stunned because the goblin was sitting on a branch holding an apple and biting it. It didn't look like he was going to kill him at all.

"There's no rush." ​​She threw the bitten apple over, and Blacka subconsciously caught it.

An apple bitten by a goblin? It has a pretty good meaning. It probably represents good luck. He didn’t hesitate and bit into it. It was very sweet. It was indeed an apple that grew in the so-called paradise. Blacka felt that he was alive because of

This apple has value.

Then what?

Then Blacka raised her head and looked at her. Waiting for the next thing - since we all know what we have to do, there is no need to worry about the result.

"Are you anxious to die?" The goblin was a little strange: "I must tell you that I just finished fighting the black dragon, and now I finally have time to relax a little in my little world. I don't want you to be stuck here.

blood?"

Blacka didn't answer, he just bit the apple silently.

It's great, at least the taste hasn't gone away yet.

Thinking this way, he felt very strange.

If you say that the goblin doesn't even have the physical strength to kill him after fighting with the black dragon, you really can't believe it. After all, this is a goblin. Because there are goblins in the black forest, you can confidently believe that the demon will not be able to leave the cage no matter how long it takes.

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"I'm not good at lying, and you're also a fool." The goblin snorted, "Your thinking is very strange, and I can't understand it."

"Please explain it in a way that I can understand. I'm stupid." Blacka said this. He felt that stupidity was almost becoming his own tongue. He has been saying this recently because he really can't understand this place.

Please let these adults be scheming. He has no intention of taking advantage of it. Can you please explain it in a way that you can understand?

"I don't want to touch you, it's very laborious." The goblin said bluntly: "At least not today, now I probably fully understand the demonic elements you have - very good, you are just a sacrifice. The demon will appear only after you are sacrificed.

, it will not use you as the carrier. The preparation is far more than just you. In other words, your plan is only just beginning."

She tilted her head and said: "There is no need to kill you now, you are controllable."

"Am I controllable?" Blacka smiled helplessly after hearing this.

It turns out that in the eyes of superior beings, he is so easy to summarize... He is controllable. The meaning of this word is basically equivalent to that he is stupid and does not have to worry about doing weird things to waste time.

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"Do you know how you will die now?" the goblin said, "I didn't explain it to you clearly just now. It's my problem - the devil treats you well. This guy let you have its parts at some point. He wants you to die.

If you don’t use nails, your options are very limited.”

She was silent for a moment, and then said: "So don't worry, I also want to use you as a trap."

"The devil will come to me. Although it is just a clone, would it be better if I could consume more of its power?" Blacka chewed the apple and thought about what she could do now: "What can I get in exchange for this?

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"Is it enough to live a little longer?" The goblin paused and said, "Calculated in years."

Does this mean you can live a few more years?

Blacka's heart moved, and he had finished eating the apple in his hand. He looked at the core in his hand, and before he could think of where to throw it, it turned into green light spots.

Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten for a few days, and he felt a little hungry at first because he had gotten used to it for so long. But for some reason, when he ate the apple, he felt full - even though he didn't eat much.

It's outrageous, but it's not so bad that even after eating an apple, you don't want to eat it. You can roughly know that the goblin has tampered with it.

Although I had thought of this possibility before biting him, after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no need for this guy to use tricks to deal with me.

"How long is it?" Blacka asked softly.

"Until you lose control, you can leave the Black Forest. As long as you never enter again, I won't feel that you have used the power given to you by the devil. Then you will be safe until you become impatient." The goblin said.

: "It's a good deal, right? You can see for yourself that this is also taking advantage of a loophole in the rules. According to the rules, I must punish creations related to demons, and a reprieve of death is a punishment in itself. As for how long the reprieve will be? It doesn't matter to me, after all, until

I will also be here when the world ends."

"What should I pay for such indulgence?" Blacka looked at her and said, "What should I pay for?"

"First of all, it is my job as a guardian and a pseudo-angel - to bring the current incarnation of greed, and then cut off the part of myself that was given to me. Secondly, I have to let you go to the depths of the black forest. You now

I can confirm the real sealing place of that guy. I need you to take me there." The goblin smiled and said: "The second is personal grudges: let me see who hurt my lovely family members."

After Blacka was silent for a long time, she said softly: "Did you let the family members do something to her?"

"Lilith?" The goblin was stunned. She frowned and said displeasedly: "Then this matter is not a personal grudge."

Blacka was stunned and turned to look at her.
To be continued...