Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Hey, young man," the Queen, who had been thrown out by Ron as a hidden weapon, floated back slowly, "You have to let him die a few times. After he is afraid of the world after death, he will naturally know how to cherish it. life."

Resurrection from the dead is not without cost. The deceased will suffer all kinds of pain from soul to body, and many people will even lose part of their strength due to death. Almost everyone who has been resurrected after a period of time has expressed a desire not to experience that feeling again.

The only person who can still be brave and fearless after dying once is probably a ruthless character like Sera.

However, there is a certain reason why she is not afraid of death: based on her record, she can sit at the adults' table when she enters the Hall of Valor.

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"You don't know how to cherish until you lose it. Then it's too late," Yelena snorted and wiped the blood on the blade with a handkerchief. "The most indispensable thing in the Shadowfell Underworld is souls who want to repent."

"Oh, why do they eat so deliciously?" At this time, Dreyfudou came to the place where the demons were squatting and looked at the flesh and blood they had just devoured. "This is the body of an owlbear, Sai." Bach, is this the lost owl bear you mentioned?"

"How do I know," the carpenter came over dumbfounded, "We heard about it from Quest, and Quest heard it from the two big owl bears. How could I recognize what baby they lost?" "

"But..." Sebach and Dreyfudou looked at each other, their eyes falling on the bulging belly of the owl bear corpse at the same time, and they said in unison, "Is there something inside here?"

This owlbear is close to adulthood and is relatively large in size. Its abdomen is bulging high, and there seems to be something vaguely inside.

"Let's cut it open and take a look." Before Ron could say anything, the two of them immediately moved their hands and opened a larger gap in the owlbear's abdomen.

With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, a petite figure covered in semi-coagulated plasma and messy internal organs rolled out of the owlbear's body. The man's eyes were closed until a bag of cold water was poured on his face, and his big eyes slowly opened.

It was also thanks to this bag of cold water that the blood on his face was washed away. Saibach's eyes widened and he looked at the petite halfling in shock. After a while, he shouted:

"It's Jack! He's actually alive!"

"Jack, is that him?" Ron also recognized this shapeshifter disguised as a halfling. He was the one who had exposed his own race before, but it stands to reason that he should be one of those shapeshifters who tend to change their appearance frequently. Why is it still in this form?

"Uh... Saibach? Why are you here?" The halfling who was awakened by the cold water struggled to sit up with the help of the goblin hunter and the carpenter. He tilted his head, trying to pat out the blood that had entered his ears, and slowly When he came to his senses, he also saw Ron standing not far away.

"Lord... Your Majesty?" Jack looked at Ron in shock, "Have I finally been eaten, but why do I see you?"

"Of course it's because you haven't been eaten," Sebach hugged Jack in his arms, "Where are the others? Where have Quest and the others gone?"

The halfling spent all his strength to push the excited carpenter away: "I don't know, we ran separately."

"After we found the stone box, you carried the stone box and disappeared into the darkness as if you were crazy. Your screams were soon heard," Jack recalled what happened after he and Sebach separated. "We tried to find you, but we seemed to have gone astray and woke up a monster that looked like a centipede."

"We were hunted with no way out, but fortunately, that monster seemed to be only interested in Quest. In order to let him escape with the others, I turned into him, and he changed into When I tried to escape separately, the monster was fooled and chased me like crazy and cut through half of the maze."

"I left a lot of marks in different places so that Quest could find me, but then I ran out of paint and I got slashed several times, so I had to use bloody handprints instead."

The halfling grinned, and Victoria opened the owlbear's belly and found two or three small potion bottles inside.

"I hid in here. The owlbear stepped on the trap and stayed here until it died. I turned into a halfling and hid in its belly to avoid being chased and healed my wounds at the same time." Jack threw himself at Ron. With a grateful look, he said, "Thanks to Lord Lord's weak potion, otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get you to save me - at that time, I was slashed several times in the back, and I wanted to kill three people with the wounds." It’s almost impossible to hold your breath under the Minotaur’s nose.”

"You can be regarded as inheriting the good luck of the halflings," Ivy said with a smile. "If we had come a little later, we would have looked for you in the belly of the tauren."

"No," Jack also laughed. Although he is still very weak, he can still do simple actions. "But from the looks of you, it seems that you haven't found Quest and the others yet."

"Do you know where they are?"

"I don't know," Jack stood up with his knees on his hands, took two sips of the water bag handed to him by Victoria, "but I think they will be here soon, and they are not the only ones who are here."

The painter looked at the messy bloodstains and corpses on the ground: "I guess you guys definitely didn't kill them by assassination, right? The commotion here will probably happen soon -"

Before Jack could finish his words, You's body floated over through the wall: "Quick, quick, get out of here!"

"There is a snake-like demon over there coming towards you! I saw with my own eyes a group of lizards dressed as statues being minced into pieces by it! It is very powerful!"

"Grinded into pieces?" Exuri raised his neck, "Shouldn't a snake-like demon be ground into minced meat?"

"I'm right!" Youqi bulgingly put his hands on his hips, "Stop being pretentious and get out of here!"

"Well, I think there's no need to leave." Sylvia poked her head out from the corner of the dead end, and then quickly retracted, "Benefactor, prepare your spell, it's already here."

"As for whether it's a snake or a centipede, slices of meat or minced meat, you should have the results soon."

As he spoke, the vampire mage held the cane with both hands and began to chant the most powerful spells at the fastest speed in his life.

And Ron soon understood why Sylvia did this: when the thick and long winding body slid through the corridor in front, Ron's eyes reflected the cold light of the scimitar. .

There are six scimitars as sharp as snow flakes!