Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Masarino's Arcane Echo is a sixth-level spell that the planeswalker himself figured out by destroying the magic items he owns to forcibly recall spells. In this way, he can replenish and cast any spell below the sixth level in his spell book in an emergency. The lower the level required, the more spells he can recall at one time.

For a mage who travels around various planes all year round, as long as he is well prepared, this spell can almost be said to be his second spell book.

It's a pity that Masarino has used up almost all the magic items on his body in the two previous battles. Now he only hopes that Ron can quickly find his lost staff. , all that was left to do was prepare to run away.

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The undead creatures here are obviously guarding this monument. As long as they run far enough, they will not catch up.

"Old man, here!"

In the last two minutes before the force field wall imprisoning the Death Knight collapsed, Massarino's staff that had been with him for more than ten years finally returned to his hand. But this last scene was actually a farewell to an old friend.

With a "click" sound, the staff was cut into two pieces on the old mage's thigh. Massarino took a deep breath and cast the spell again in the last six seconds before the force field wall disappeared. The death knight even stopped moving. Before he could even move, he was imprisoned again.

"Hurry up and do what you should do!" Masarino's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "Don't let her sacrifice be in vain!"

"Her?" Sera had already pried open the first stone brick under the monument, but turned around in confusion after hearing this.

"My staff!" Masarino stamped his foot, stretched out his hand and started to use it to attack the undead, "Stop looking, dig quickly!"

The force field wall could not be dispelled by magic, and the death knight, who felt something was wrong, had already begun to command other undead creatures to surround him.

"Create water, control water bodies!" Ron exhausted the last charge of the ice sapphire, and set off a huge wave of emptying in the depths of the dense forest where no water source could be seen, and undead creatures swarmed in. The lighter ones inside couldn't stand at all, so they were rolled aside far away.

"The lord has a lot of good things in his hands," Masarino glanced at the gem in Ron's hand in surprise, "If I don't have time in a while, can you give me this?"

"This is the same thing," Ron rejected the other party's proposal concisely. He turned to look at Sera and others who were struggling to dig, "Unless they are willing to build a tomb for a fragment, twenty minutes is enough. "

In fact, the people of the Kingdom of Falama did not even prepare a coffin for a part of their queen's body. Just after the second ten minutes, Sylvia's mage's hand touched a hard object.

"Found it!" Several people started working together and immediately dug out the square stone box buried under the monument. "Damn it, it can't be opened! There is a seal on it!"

"Give me some time," Yelena leaned down and placed her hands on the stone box, "I should be able to crack it!"

"We don't have that time!" Ron looked at the death knight who was getting more and more irritable inside the force field wall. "Take the stone box and prepare to leave. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it when we get back!"

"Do you think this death knight seems willing to give us time to crack it?!"

Sera slapped away the unwilling Yelena's hand, picked up the stone box and tucked it under her arm, and ran towards the way they came. The other people did not dare to delay, and got up and fled away. go.

"Lord, please go first," Masarino slowly walked away from the force field wall at a normal walking speed to ensure that the spell would not dissipate early due to his panic, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious... I'll be free soon." '..."

"Roar!" Finally, the force field wall could no longer last, and the furious death knight broke through the cage. The dark armor and giant sword ignited with blazing flames and black smoke. When he escaped, he was like a prisoner eager for revenge. He desperately needs to drink the blood of living creatures to vent his anger!

"Stop looking and run!"

Ron picked up Masarino, who was still recovering from the spell, and flew into the air, before the death knight's flaming slash split the two into eight pieces and plunged into the distant woods.

The open space behind him had exploded. Even though the stone box he was guarding had disappeared, many undead creatures were still imprisoned in that land and could not stay away. The sounds of cracking bones, crashes and howls were heard one after another. It is the incompetent and furious Death Knight who is using his men to vent his anger.

"It's such a close call," Masarino climbed up from the mud and touched his head and back in a panic, "Is my head still there? Is it still there?"

"I ran away with you in my arms. How could something happen to you while I'm still alive?" Ron fell to the ground depressedly, tearing off his robe - this one was sold in Rose City, and the merchant claimed that it was incompatible with water and fire. The back of Wei's robe was almost burned away by the flames, and even his own back was burned.

This was just a scratch. If he really got hit, Ron would doubt whether Victoria's resurrection technique could save him.

"That's good," the planeswalker let out a deep breath, then suddenly giggled, "Little girls and boys, you will have some bragging rights in the future!"

"You can steal things from under the eyes of a death knight and still escape safely. Do you know how lucky you are!"

"This is almost as difficult as escaping from the lair of an adult dragon!"

Masarino looked at these young people excitedly, but found that these young people just looked at each other and did not seem excited.

"Not you..." The planeswalker had a bad feeling in his heart, "You haven't really been to the lair of an adult dragon, have you?"

"To be precise, it's an old dragon," Ron pulled the corner of his mouth, "and the dragon is dead."

"We can't even deal with the 'watchdog' it left behind," Ivy shrugged, and the armor on her body "clanged" continuously, "We really can't say which of these two is easier to deal with."

"Hey, why do you always think about these!" Driver grabbed the stone box impatiently and began to try to open it with a lock picking tool, "Come and see, how to open this thing?"

"Can you bite it with your teeth?"

"Aren't you afraid of bursting your mouth with corpse oil!" Ivy picked up the goblin speechlessly, "Didn't you hear what Sylvia and Yelena said just now? There is a magic seal on it, and it can't be opened by physical methods!"