Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"You, please take a look at these two from above." Before entering the water, Ron asked You, and then followed his companions to jump into the waterfall!

The water here is naturally much more rapid than the underground river, but Ron is not the same person he was before. Several people jumped through the water and landed steadily on the rock platform protruding outside the cave behind.

"This saves trouble." Sylvia looked at the cut trip wire at the entrance of the cave. Like the other traps inside, they had all been destroyed by humans.

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"But there is no treasure either." Dreyfudou said a little frustrated.

"Treasure, or bait?" Ivy laughed, "The last batch of bait swallowers haven't died yet, are you thinking about it again?"

"If there is a bargain, you must pick it up." Dreyfudou smiled heartlessly.

Victoria did not join them, but walked at the end of the line. She stood at the entrance of the cave and looked outside, but found nothing.

Sylvia noticed Victoria's absent-mindedness, her cane flashed a dim light, and in a corner where no one noticed, a huge four-legged creature hid itself in the darkness.

"Stay here. If you encounter anyone other than us, howl immediately to warn." In the spiritual connection with the night neighing hound, Sylvia gave it an order.

No matter how much you don't believe in Pastor Heim's premonition, you must take corresponding precautions.

"There is basically nothing here." Sera, who gradually went deeper into the cave and had never encountered a battle, was getting more and more bored. "Could it be that we just need to fish Wilson and the others out of that water prison?" Bar?"

"Shut up!" Ivy suddenly interrupted her, "Hide them all, something is coming!"

This cave was not man-made, so there were many hiding places. Ron and others found bunkers to hide in. And just as Ivy said, after a while, a burst of footsteps came from the depths of the cave, and when they saw the leader, they were all stunned for a moment.

"That's...Wilson?" Sera blurted out. Although she realized her mistake, it was obviously too late.

Hearing Sera's voice, "Wilson" turned his head stiffly, then opened his mouth and made a roaring gesture.

But nothing happened.

Victoria stood up from her hiding place. She gestured to indicate that she was in a bad state, probably because the protective spell on her body had lost its concentration and maintenance.

Sera quickly rushed towards the "Wilson" and killed him before he escaped from Victoria's silence range, without making any sound the whole time.

"There's something here trying to eat away at our spirits!"

This was Victoria's first sentence after lifting the silence spell. She hurriedly reapplied a layer of protection against evil on herself: "What a ghost! What on earth is in here?"

"If it weren't for Helm's blessing, you might have had to kill me! It first induced me to signal you to take off your protection, and then it asked me to guide you inside!"

"Wilson's team doesn't seem to have a priest. Instead, it's a druid." Dreyfudou thought about it carefully. "It seems that there may not be a god who can help!"

"I suggest you not to say such dangerous remarks," Victoria glanced at the goblin, "Some druids also have gods they worship, such as the old oak tree or the old deer head - it's just that Heim is more focused on vigilance and vigilance. Just a guard."

"The gods you believe in are too troublesome..." The goblin muttered, leaning over to check the dead "Wilson" on the ground. "Is this Wilson himself? Victoria, can you talk to a dead person?"

"It's not him." Ron untied the clothes on the male corpse and examined his skin, "Remember? Wilson has countless scars on his body, but this man only has a few deep scars."

"Not only is this not Wilson, I even suspect that he is one of those creatures that came out of the furnace as you said - under what circumstances would a person have only a few fatal scars on his body, and No signs of other minor injuries?"

"But he didn't cover his face with black fog," Ivy asked. "You can all see his face clearly, right, Wilson's style."

"...No. Can you see it so clearly?" Sylvia slowly raised her hand, "I can only tell that this is a middle-aged man. I can't see what he looks like at all!"

Ron and the others almost forgot that half of their team was dead!

"No, can't you see the tall and fat man outside clearly?" Victoria was puzzled, "Why can't you identify this one?"

"That's obviously not the same thing. The You outside can see his face normally," Sylvia frowned, "And I only discovered something was wrong when I was about to suck blood; this is obviously not a normal creature. "

"Something is wrong, very wrong," Sera held her chin, "Ron, Sylvia, you two are the smartest among us. Have you ever heard of this situation?"

"No." Ron was surprised to find that Sylvia actually shook her head in sync with him, and the latter expressed dissatisfaction with his surprise.

"Why are you looking at me like this? How can I know so much!"

"Stop arguing, what should we do now?" Victoria frowned, "Did you hear more footsteps coming this way?"

"Take the body with you, let's go to the cave entrance!" Ron motioned to Sera to carry the body, "If it doesn't work, go out first and make plans later! This place is very wrong!"

The main reason is that they all have to protect themselves from evil, and once a fight breaks out, they will inevitably be restricted. When they get out, whether fighting or retreating, it will undoubtedly be much easier.

However, as the old saying goes: good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Just when Ron and the others were about to evacuate, Sylvia's night hound ambushed at the cave entrance let out a ghostly howl!

"Someone followed in from outside!" Sylvia and Victoria's faces changed at the same time, and Ivy and Sera, who were in the front team and then the back team, were even more nervous.

"Can't you set a quieter signal?!" The half-elf dragged his heavy full body armor and tower shield and shouted, "The hounds have exposed us, and the things inside are almost chasing us out!"

Ron didn't dare to look back, but the road ahead was obviously difficult to pass, because he saw a familiar stranger at the entrance of the cave.

The elf who came with the Carolina messenger! She was still wearing a hood at this moment, holding a pair of scimitars in both hands, and after cutting the foggy skin of the yeti hound, she quickly rushed towards him!

I'm sorry that there are still two chapters today (sigh...)

But don't worry, I will definitely make up for the update later!