Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Accompanied by heavy panting, this huge abyss creature stopped in front of Ron and others. It was about six meters long, and the upright part was about two meters.

The lower half of the body of this demon was like a giant snake, and the upper half was similar to a strong elf woman, but six arms extended from its shoulders and ribs, and each hand held a scimitar. At this moment, it slightly raised its body and looked down at the people in the dead end, like looking at a mouse stuck in a dead end.

"God... How did it manage not to cut itself?" Sera narrowed her eyes and took a fighting stance.

The feeling this demon gave them was completely different from the several giant bull demons lying on the ground!

"Hiss--" The six-armed snake demon's sinister eyes kept wandering around everyone, and from time to time it made a spitting sound. Almost instantly, the cold eyes fell on Ron, or more accurately, on Ron's shoulder, the head of Queen Falama suspended in the air.

"Ron!"

Ron felt a sudden gust of wind around him, and Ivy's tower shield almost instantly wrapped him in shadows. However, even so, when he subconsciously touched the top of his head, strands of broken hair like golden threads fell down.

Gold?

Ron turned his head and saw the queen who was almost shaved into a bald quail and her long hair was cut into a flat head. The flames in her eyes jumped and flickered, and her face was extremely embarrassed.

What a fast knife!

The six-armed snake demon attacked without warning. If Ivy had not been very close to Ron, he would have been turned into a piece of meat - how did this demon swing its six arms? He didn't even see the slightest trace or sign!

"Counterattack, counterattack!" Ron heard the hobgoblin's Kalade roar, and the collision of metal and iron almost instantly sounded around like a storm. Although there was only one demon on the opposite side, everyone felt that they were fighting against an entire army!

"Faramar, you didn't say there was such a thing here!" Ron no longer cared about keeping his spells. A large amount of arcane energy gushed out from the gem and his body, and he worked with his companions to fight against the six-armed snake demon.

On the six arms of this demon, six scimitars burst into the brilliance of magic, and its thick tail was also a deadly weapon. In front of this creature that was like a living meat grinder, Victoria's kite-shaped shield made of living wood made a sharp wail, and even the tower shield in the hands of the half-elf had countless fragmented scratches on its surface.

"Damn it, I can't break through its defense!" Sera retreated back countless times, her arms were cut into a bloody mess, and even bones could be seen deep inside. However, even though she had taken a desperate posture, she still couldn't touch the flesh of this demon!

"It's just like that death knight!" Sylvia's figure retreated from the dark spell in a panic, and recovered from the gas form at the same time. She tried to use the change of form to contact the demon's body to release the spell, but she couldn't get close at all.

The vampire pulled at the tattered robe on his body, and after simply covering a large area of ​​white light, he waved his hand to summon a group of night hounds - unfortunately, these creatures that were like nightmares to mortals could only flee in front of real demons.

"Death Knight? Have you ever fought against that kind of existence?!" Exure coughed, and it felt that the organ in its body was empty - he had used up all the fuel needed for his breath, but the trouble he caused to the six-armed snake demon was minimal - this thing's defense and offense are integrated!

"How did you survive that time?!"

"Didn't Masarino tell you? It was his spell that trapped the Death Knight!" Ron raised his hand and shot out a lightning bolt, but it had little effect except for smashing a hole more than one person high in the wall behind the snake demon. "I don't know where my arcane consultant has gone now!"

"Why don't we just give that head back!" Driver shouted, and the arrows in his hand burst into a rain of thorns, but were almost all shot down by the snake demon. "Anyway, it seems to be targeting her!"

"No, this shouldn't be like this!" With almost everyone injured and only able to fight the demon to a draw, the Queen of Falama was like a madman at this moment, her head twitching like an epileptic, and the flames in her eyes changed seven or eight colors in just a few minutes, but still derived more brilliance.

"Six-armed snake demons are usually generals and commanders in the abyss, and are truly high-level demons. Even when my kingdom was destroyed, only one six-armed snake demon appeared. How could there be one here?!"

"It shouldn't be like this!"

"You lunatic!" Ron grabbed her hairless head and slapped her with his backhand, "You are the strongest spellcaster here. You must come up with a solution for me, otherwise I will let it cut you into slices and see if Gracia will still favor you!"

"Gracia, yes, Gracia!"

As if she was sobered up by Ron's slap, the queen's voice quickly calmed down from panic: "Come here, that gray-white elf, I need you to be a connecting bridge!"

"It's a shadow spirit!" Yelena reached out and wiped the blood on her neck. If Andre hadn't risked his life to block the scimitars that followed in front of her, her head would have been almost gone. At this moment, she was asked to withdraw from the battle circle, which was like being pardoned.

"Sir Ron, I need your help!" Constance immediately filled in Yelena's vacancy. But even though this half-elf has grown a lot in the past, he is still unable to cope with such a terrifying enemy. Almost instantly, the entire defense line was torn open with a small but fatal gap. Constance had to put pressure on Ron and call for his support.

"Me?!" Ron suddenly had a sense of déjà vu that he was the one who ran away, but seeing that the people in front were in danger, he had to urgently re-draft a spell from the preface of the weaving that he had not prepared today.

As he moved and chanted, a turbulent stream of time gradually emerged between his hands and became visible: "Constance, pay attention to the rhythm! Get ready, time is about to start speeding up!"

"Faramar, what are you doing?! What good will it do you if we are wiped out here!"