Reincarnated Goblin: More children at the beginning, more blessings!

Burst!

Isabel wielded the great sword in her hand.

Several jackals who stood in front of them were cut to pieces.

Suddenly, there was nothing in front of me.

The monsters that stood in front of them all dispersed.

Isabel frowned, not thinking about it.

I only thought that these monsters were afraid of the dragon power in her.

Step onto the Steel Throne, the big sword in his hand circled and slashed directly towards Mark.

As long as they kill this goblin leader, the remaining monsters will not threaten them at all.

As for whether you can kill this goblin?

Isabel never had this thought in her mind.

The weakness of a mage is a weak physique.

Even high-level mages can be easily killed if they are approached by warrior professionals.

A goblin who can do magic can’t block her attacks at all.

Clang!

In the next second, the look of confidence on Isabel’s face stiffened.

The wielded sword is like slashing at an iron pillar.

The blade only slightly sank into the skin, and was blocked by the hard black carapace.

“It can actually make me bleed, the strength is good.”

Mark, who was sitting on the Iron Throne, looked at the insignificant scars on his shoulders, and his eyes were indescribably calm.

Slowly raised a hand and squeezed the huge blade.

Isabel’s eyes widened, and she tried her best to kill the goblin.

But Mark’s power is much stronger than hers.

The big sword in his hand was pushed back abruptly in the sound of tooth-sour friction.

“Did you misunderstand something?”

“When did I say that close combat is my weak point?”

Mark pulled out the great sword next to the throne and repelled the dragonized Isabel with one sword.

Absolute power, directly suppressed Isabel head-on.

Just because his magic is strong doesn’t mean his physique is weak.

Ring the bell!

Mark brandished the big sword in his hand and violently collided with Isabel again and again.

Despair!

Isabel, whose arms were numb and her physical strength was rapidly depleted, can only be described as desperate now.

Her remaining physical strength can only last for half an hour at most.

In half an hour, she, like those companions, would lose the ability to resist.

Falling into the hands of these monsters, the best result is death.

“What are you holding onto?”

“Can’t you see the gap in strength between you and me?”

Mark wielded a large sword with one hand and easily suppressed Isabel’s resistance.

“Give up resistance and surrender to me.”

“You and these companions of yours can all live.”

Bang!

A heavy sword fell, and Isabel held the sword in both hands and hard caught Mark’s sword.

The terrifying force made her kneel on her knees, and her bones were bursting.

Isabel gritted her teeth and tried to stand up.

Bang!

Mark shook his head indifferently, stepped forward, and kicked her out directly.

The female warrior who fell to the ground still wanted to continue to struggle.

A white net covered her head-on, directly netting her.

Isabel struggled hard, but could not break free from this layer of tough cobwebs.

“I don’t want these companions of yours to die here, so be honest with me.”

Mark looked at the unyielding and resolute female warrior.

This woman’s personality is different from Catherine’s.

Catherine, a pampered aristocratic lady, is like a flower in a greenhouse, no matter how strong she is on the outside, she is fragile on the inside.

This kind of woman can’t withstand any torture, can’t see death as home, and will easily give in.

In order to survive, as long as you can see a little hope, even the greatest humiliation can be silently endured.

But this female warrior is different, her bones are full of wildness and unyielding, if she faces the same experience as Catherine, she will not be able to give in even if she dies.

The way Catherine and Evelyn were treated was useless on her.

However, this heroic character also has its own flaws.

The more people who think of themselves as heroes, the higher the demands on themselves.

They can not care whether they live or die, but it is easy to use other things to control such people.

For example, family affection, or friendship and self-righteous sense of responsibility.

Hear Mark threatening himself with the lives of his companions.

Isabel, who was full of anger, stopped struggling unwillingly.

“You mean fellow!”

“Have the ability to kill me!”

Looking at the goddess of war who was incompetent and furious like a defeated dog, Mark showed a disapproving expression on his face.

“Despicable, is the epitaph of the scumbag.”

Mark said lightly.

He never bothered to hide his meanness and shamelessness.

If you want to lead a weak race like goblins to the stage of this world, the means of being upright are far from enough.

Only by doing things by unscrupulous means can he achieve his goals.

Success and defeat, history books are written by the victors.

Only the winner is eligible to give a testimonial.

No matter how good the loser is, it is nothing more than the incompetent barking of the defeated dog.

“I won’t kill you, but whether these companions of yours will die because of you depends on your performance.”

Mark’s eyes were calm.

Dragging a female warrior entangled in cobwebs to an empty underground hole.

Inside the cave, there is only one table cast in iron.

Mark tugged at Isabel’s hair and pulled her to the front of the table.

With tough cobwebs, Isabel’s hands were tied to the table legs, her legs bent, and her back was to the door of the cave.

“What do you want to do!”

Isabel, who was tied up, looked nervous, and there was indescribable fear in her eyes.

Rip and pull!

The leather armor on the body is shattered.

Mark stretched out his somewhat sharp fingers and gently ran across the smooth back of the female warrior.

Compared with the hideousness when the dragon is transformed, Isabel in the human state is like a flawless goddess of war.

The muscles of the body are full of traces of exercise, without a trace of excess fat.

Perfect lines, more impeccable than carved stone carvings.

Although in terms of plump and sexy, it is slightly inferior to Evelyn’s enchantment.

But this cheetah-like streamlined line is full of the ultimate wild beauty.

“Don’t touch me!”

Feel the deep malice and desire, and the feeling of rough fingers rubbing against your back.

Isabel’s eyes widened, and her sweaty hair stood on end.

This filthy goblin dared to touch her body!

Abhor!

The heartfelt disgust and rejection made every cell of Isabel transmit the emotion of resistance.

“Don’t touch me!”

Isabel roared, struggling frantically, and both hands were strangled with blood from the force.

Feeling Isabel’s strong reaction and resistance, the corners of Mark’s mouth tugged, and he became more interested.

A docile rabbit like Catherine, how can Isabel, a wild wild horse, be interesting.

Although the results are important, he enjoys the process of taming his prey even more.

Mark got up and left the cave.

“Ugh!”

As soon as Mark left the cave, a heart-rending scream came from outside the cave.

Listening to the familiar voice, Isabel stiffened as if petrified.

“Those guys were too noisy, so I punished them a little.”

Mark, whose face was covered in blood, walked in with an arm with a smile.

Isabel’s pupils contracted, recognizing it as the arm of her fellow mage.

“Now, let’s continue.”

Mark wiped the blood from his hands, and his smile remained the same.

But in Isabel’s eyes, this smile was as terrifying as a demon.

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