GOBLIN'S HAREM- CH-71. Look around you!

This time, your magic power will only be improved qualitatively. After level 30, you can shift your focus to health points, magic resistance, and attack resistance. In this way, you can become the ultimate magic god who is both tough and formidable.

After adding all the free attribute points to the magic value, Lorraine opened his attribute panel and checked his current attribute values:

[Host: Lorraine]

[Race: Earth Elf (Can grow into Goblin God)]

[Level: 23 (Level Cap: 30)]

[Talents: Dream Space LV1 (evolvable), Ultimate Growth Body, Charming Body, Soul Succubus Mark, Divine Attribute, Pre-War Speech, Thought Seal, Primary Blacksmith Forging Technology, Elf Archery]

[Skills: Degraded Liquid, Lightning Control,
Fireball, Holy Light Wall, Hardened Phantom Wings, Rapid Climbing, Violent Strengthening]

[Life Force: 210]

[Attack Power: 33]

[Magic Points: 155 (+30)]

[Strike Resistance: 65]

[Magic Resistance: 60]

[Equipment: None]

Yes, his current strength far exceeded that of the previous Goblin Shaman. If he could raise his level to 30, coupled with so many talented skills and super high magic power, Lorraine would even have the confidence to directly defeat the Goblin Slayer.

On the other side, Jenna, whose experience points had been drained three times by Lorraine and whose race map had been taken away, was lying limply on the bed, twitching uncontrollably, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, muttering to herself:

"Mother Babel, what should I do? Why did it turn out like this?"

Her quiet twitching sounds, accompanied by Lorraine's satisfied snort, echoed in the room. The elven princess, who was so naive that she would blush to her ears after seeing her mother's beautiful body, had been tortured beyond recognition by Lorraine's racial ability extractor after several hours. Her spirit was almost driven to madness.

Lorraine glanced at the time. It was already noon, and it was time to attack the elven tribe. He called Pleia and Alice over. At present, the only two people in Lorraine's harem that he could completely trust were these two. In their competition for Lorraine's favor, neither was willing to admit defeat. Thus, Lorraine could now completely hand over the management of the tribe to them without worry.

Lorraine asked Pleia and Alice to stay in the palace, while the defense of the tribe outside was handed over to Gobmao, his most loyal subordinate. The defense work was assigned to the tribe's 50 first-generation goblin warriors. Although these first-generation goblins were not as strong or skilled as the second-generation goblins, they had survived many battles and had more practical experience. As long as there were no large-scale powerful monsters attacking the tribe, they could easily defend it.

The remaining 150 second-generation goblins and one second-generation big goblin followed Lorraine and set off in a mighty force towards the elven tribe in the north. As for Jenna, she was still lying weakly in the cage, twitching from time to time.

Pleia pushed open the door, fearing that Jenna might die from the pain of experiencing it so many times for the first time. If that happened, Lorraine would definitely be unhappy. So Pleia, fulfilling her duty, brought food and water and placed them on the table.

When Jenna saw that Pleia was a human girl, she thought that she, too, had been forcibly brought here by Lorraine (which was actually the case), so she grasped at a life-saving straw and begged her to let her go. Pleia, already unhappy because Lorraine hadn't touched her for several days, felt as if her period was irregular. Even her level growth had slowed down. After such a long time, she had only increased by 2 levels and was about to be surpassed by Lorraine. If this continued, she would definitely have no weight in Lorraine's heart, so Pleia was very annoyed.

Seeing that Jenna had been favored by Lorraine so many times in a row and was still begging to be let go, Pleia was furious. She threw the food and water in her hands at Jenna, splashing water and food fragments violently on her body. Pleia's voice was full of anger and disdain as she almost yelled at Jenna, "You damn long-eared elf, you really don't know what's good for you!"

Her tone became sharper as she continued to blame: "Do you know how precious and hard-earned the favor of Master Lorraine is? And you actually want me to let you go?"

Pleia's face was full of disbelief, as if she had seen something strange and incomprehensible. She pointed her finger around the room, her voice full of sarcasm, "Go outside and take a look. Which goblin nest can treat you so well? There's good food and drink, and a separate room with all the furniture. Isn't this better than living in that tree house?"

Jenna was overwhelmed by the sudden splashing and scolding. Her body was wet, and the water droplets on her face had not yet dried, but she was already confused by this unreasonable rebuke. How could this human female, who was also captured by the goblins, not only not help her escape but instead stand on the side of the abuser named Lorraine?

After saying this, Pleia turned around and left Jenna's room without staying for a moment. She took firm steps, intending to gather all the junior priests together and take the opportunity to consolidate her position as the queen. Her back revealed a cold and resolute determination, completely ignoring the shock and feelings that Jenna was experiencing.

Five hours later, Lorraine led the goblin army to the elven tribe in the north of Shadow Forest. The hunt officially began.

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