The Romantic Life of a Goblin

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that there was a figure standing behind the dagger. Looking closely, he found that it was Alan who was standing there quietly, watching their quarrel silently.

This sudden scene startled the man. He tightly grasped the dagger and quickly took a step back. He stared at the man in front of him with a mask and a similar appearance with vigilance, and asked in a trembling voice:

"You... who are you? What do you do?"

Alan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and responded with a smile:

"I never expected that someone would offer me a pure and flawless woman as a sacrifice?"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately flew into a rage and shouted:

"What? What the hell are you talking about!"

Allen didn't care, and said calmly:

"I am what you call a demon king, or someone who is preparing to become a demon in the future."

After hearing this, the man was a little stunned, and he muttered to himself, is this guy crazy? Or is he suffering from the so-called second-year syndrome? For a moment, the man fell into a state of absent-mindedness.

But soon, he came to his senses, quickly pulled up his pants, and threatened fiercely:

“No matter who you are, since you have eavesdropped on our conversation and learned so many secrets… today, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

As he spoke, he cast his eyes towards the iron rod on Allen's back, and for a moment he could not estimate the opponent's true strength. Despite this, he knew that he could not easily let go of this uninvited guest who had overheard key information.

Allen was unusually calm, as if he was not involved in the incident. He was keenly aware of the flow of the Force around him, but did not detect any danger.

After some evaluation, he concluded that the strength of the person in front of him was at best between green jade and emerald jade.

Alan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and responded calmly: "I didn't hear much, but I still have a lot of questions I want to ask you."

When the man heard this, he became furious and uttered a vulgar curse.

Then, without warning, he suddenly swung the sharp dagger in his hand and stabbed it straight at Allen like a storm. Obviously, he was thinking that as long as Allen chose to dodge, he would definitely expose his flaws, so that he could at least see through this guy's true strength.

However, what the man did not expect was that Allen did not take it seriously at all.

In Allen's opinion, such an opponent is even inferior to an extremely ferocious jackal dragon.

Alan swiftly dodged to the side and easily avoided the opponent's extremely sharp and fatal blow.

Then, he waved his arms lightly, a seemingly casual movement that contained infinite power.

In an instant, the man seemed to be hit by an invisible force. He flew straight out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground with a dull "bang".

Because the man's face hit the ground first, his nose was broken instantly, blood splattered everywhere, and his face was covered with blood and astonishment.

At this moment, he had lost the ability to look up at Alan. He could only whimper and scream in pain, with a few obscene words escaping his mouth from time to time.

Alan took a deep breath, suddenly mobilized the surging Force in his body, and swung his arms vigorously.

In an instant, a powerful invisible force swept out like a surging wave and tightly wrapped around the man.

This force was like the huge claw of a ferocious beast, mercilessly dragging him towards a thick tree trunk.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and it seemed as if the whole world was shaking.

The sound was crisp and piercing, making people feel terrified. However, was it the hard tree trunk that broke, or was it the man's fragile waist that broke because it could not withstand such a huge impact? No one knew the answer.

With a dull thud, the man fell from mid-air like a lifeless rag.

After landing, he was like a body without a soul, and no sound was made.

The bandaged woman standing not far away witnessed this thrilling scene, with an expression of surprise that was hard to conceal on her face.

She stared at Alan with wide eyes and murmured to herself:

"Your power... is exactly the same as my mother's!"

Allen turned around and stared at her sharply, and asked with interest, "Oh? Really? Can you tell me more about it?"

Facing Alan's question, the woman's eyes were full of vigilance, her lips were tightly closed, and she seemed to be struggling fiercely in her heart. She remained silent and seemed hesitant.

Seeing this, Alan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

He slowly raised his arms and used the exquisite technique of the Force to control his mind.

As his mind moved, a mysterious wave of the Force instantly enveloped the woman in front of him.

Feeling the powerful pressure of the Force, the woman's body trembled involuntarily.

Although she tried to resist, what came back to her from the Force was an obvious and conscious resistance.

However, this resistance was relatively weak and was easily defeated by Allen before long.

Gradually, the woman's eyes began to become blurred and her originally tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Alan: "Sure enough, you are also Force-sensitive. What's your name?"

Bandaged Woman: "My name is Annie. My mother and I are both believers of the Doomsday Cult..."

Based on Anne's description, Allen felt that this so-called doomsday sect was just a small cult that was trying to cheat people out of money.

There were no masters in it, and the number of people was not large. The only leader was a magician who was probably not even at the Jade level. But because he inherited the forbidden necromancy, the cult he founded was quite successful.