Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Pay attention!" Polly turned around and scolded the two red hats, "These are our guests and employers!"

"After losing the night harrier, you used this thing to help you?" Sylvia turned her cane and looked at the two small fey with interest.

They look like wizened, short, hunched, muscular dwarfs, wearing a pointy red leather hat, trousers of a similar material, and a pair of heavy iron boots.

This is a kind of fey whose bloodthirst is rooted in survival instinct. They must dip their hats into a pool of the victim's blood at least once every three days, otherwise they will disappear from the world as if they never existed.

"As you can see," Polly looked at the vampires with hatred, "They are not as useful as hounds, but they are one of the few helpers I can find now."

"I'm just an old woman living in isolation. It's difficult to protect myself without anyone's help - don't worry, there are a lot of prey in the wilderness, and I won't attack you just to feed them."

"I hope so." Ron glanced at the red hat. The two evil spirits who often appeared in the stories of this world immediately raised the giant scythes in their hands, waved them at Ron threateningly, and said "hiss" strange noise.

"Let's leave quickly," Sera narrowed her eyes and stared at the two red hats. "Like these two guys, I can't wait to kill something."

"If I can't meet the owlbear and warg, I'm afraid I'll have to stuff these two little ones between my teeth!"

"Try it! I will drown you in a pool of your blood!" The red hats protested at Sera unwilling to be outdone. If Ron and Polly hadn't pulled them away in time, these three would have started right now. Fire comes together.

But this never happened due to the intervention of a few "good monsters". As Ron and others gradually explored the depths, as the sky grew darker, pairs of yellow, green, red or blue eyes lit up from the deep forest under the illumination of eternal burning torches, reflecting strange light.

"Wolves," Drayford took off his bow and arrow. His eyes could see clearly in the dark. "There are even many types, ranging from ordinary gray wolves to large wargs."

"There are even a few desperate vicious dogs - it seems they are all eyeing our fat piece of meat."

"What is the Desperate Dog? Where is it?" Ron and Sera looked around blankly, but without dark vision, they couldn't tell which pair of eyes belonged to which creature in the distance.

"There, do you see those two pairs of eyes that are very close together?" Victoria's eyes were covered with a thin layer of twilight halo, and she pointed in one direction with her hand, "That's the evil two-headed hound, ready at any time. Attack travelers and adventurers in order to get a feast of fresh meat. Their saliva is filled with filthy germs, and the wounds they bite will gradually corrode and rot.”

"But it's a bit strange. Why do these creatures appear in Delusion Land? This should not be their habitat."

"There's nothing surprising," the ghost woman laughed hoarsely, "Some guys were brought to this land by the previous rulers here. As time goes by, their former owners disappear, but these creatures that have adapted to the environment have They thrived here and survived to this day.”

"It seems like they regard us as a piece of cake."

"That's a coincidence, I'm planning to use them as food!" Sera snorted heavily, "Ron, let's just rush over!"

"As long as we let these beasts suffer and know that we are not easy to mess with, they will retreat obediently!"

"If it's an ordinary beast, I agree with your point of view," the goblin hunter said sharply, "but haven't you seen the wargs? With so many wargs gathered together, there must be a leader behind them giving orders!"

"If we can't find that guy, it's very likely that it will catch us."

The goblin calmly waved his hand behind him, and several rats scattered under the cover of the dark night and vegetation. Their mission is not to attack the herd, but to serve as scouts to find the hiding warg leader.

"That's too troublesome," Sylvia pouted, and the top of the cane began to spit out blazing fire, "Let's burn it out!"

"Fireball!"

When the huge fireball illuminated the entire area, the wolves seemed not to have thought that the prey would attack first. The weaker gray wolves and other beasts immediately fled to death and became a mess.

But those monsters such as wargs and desperate dogs were completely opposite. After a short period of chaos, they quickly gathered together and rushed towards Ron and others from all directions!

"Wolves running like wolves and hogs rushing about" describes this scene. Ron took out the flame gem and used the fireball technique to ignite the vegetation. Dozens of scorching rays accurately hit the monsters, causing one after another to explode. Howl.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Red Hat and Sera let out excited war roars almost at the same time, rushing towards the incoming herd regardless of their own safety. The only difference is that the red hats don't understand or are unwilling to cooperate with Ron's team and rely entirely on instinct to kill. However, Sera still did not forget to fight around Ivy and others in the madness, using offense instead of defense to open the battle. situation.

"Connie!" When a huge wolf hit Ivy's tower shield, the warrior retreated half a step and took the impact. With her shout, Constance turned from behind her and accurately picked the blood vessels under the wolf's fur.

A cunning and desperate dog tried to sneak attack her from behind, but a kite-shaped shield came out from the side and the edge of the shield got stuck in the mouth of one of its heads.

"Bang!" The hard hammer fell from a high place. Amid the dog's wailing, three or five fangs in its mouth were broken, and many were loose and damaged.

"Thorns!" Under siege, the goblin ranger hastily picked up an arrow with his mouth and rolled to the side from under the wolf's mouth. Several hard thorns rose from the ground and trapped the wolf in a cage. Ron took two steps closer, and the flame gem shot out three scorching rays almost at the head of the wolf, exploding the huge wolf head into a ball of gorgeous blood.

Soon, these monsters found that the fat meat in their mouths actually had fish bones. As smart as they were, they naturally refused to continue to fight with Ron's team, but prepared to sneak attack the elderly individual who looked the weakest.

Since they couldn't eat it in one bite, they had to at least bite two pieces of meat, right?

However, they soon found that this bite was a hard bone.