Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Accompanied by this malicious voice, almost all the remains in the corpse pits around seemed to come alive and began to assemble themselves into flesh and blood golems. These creatures that were pieced together like abstract art had no organization or discipline. As long as they could move freely, they would rush to Ron and others!

"That voice, is it the witch you drove away?!" Shiva screamed, "How did you defeat her in the first place!"

The female student was still flustered and flustered, but fortunately, her and Gordon's performance was much better than the above, at least they could start chanting simple arcane to attack and defend. But for Ron and others, their methods were a bit too...stereotyped.

"Colorful ball, colorful jet..." Sylvia summoned a huge fireball spell, bombing the cave and shaking it, "Mr. Elden, your college won't have any exhibition matches or something like that?"

These spells are colorful and beautiful, but look at these flesh and blood golems-do they really fall for it? !

"It's not an exhibition match, it's the 'Rising Star Cup'!" Gordon, who hastily fought back, couldn't see Sylvia's face and thought she was affirming them, "Miss, my classmate Shiva and I have both won the championship and runner-up of the Rising Star Cup!"

"We can definitely do it--"

"Get out of here!"

The tall barbarian rushed forward and knocked the young man who was casting spells more and more to the periphery behind him: "Elden, keep an eye on your students, otherwise don't look for me when they get half their heads cut off by my sword!"

"This is just our first actual battle, and we are not very skilled yet..." Shiva protested loudly. She wanted to hide under the cover of the Evita shield to cast a spell, but the half-elf didn't give her this opportunity at all, and protected Ron in the shadow like muscle memory.

Under the familiar protection, Ron drew his bow and arrow, and with a sound of the string, the arrow wrapped in a flame smashed into the chest of a golem that had not yet closed, and the fat inside was ignited in an instant, and the flesh and blood golems around were also implicated.

"Is my hearing not working well? Or is my eyes blurry?" Elden protected his two students and reached out to pick his ears in astonishment. "Lord Ron, your arrow is attached with a flaming arrow, and you didn't chant at all?"

"The bowstring is like my tongue and throat," Ron snorted, and shot another arrow with the power to strike the undead, which shot a golem with a big head of a lizardman but a body of a goblin. "My arrow is a spell, and my spell is an arrow."

On the one hand, under the dual search of spells and bows, the hit rate of this attack has been greatly improved; on the other hand, spells will explode at the target's existing wounds due to the hits of arrows, causing multiple injuries. Even if the undead creatures are tough and tenacious, it is difficult for them to remain safe under this attack.

However, there are too many corpse pits nearby, and there are also many golems bred in them. Ron and others had to gradually retreat to the entrance to reduce the pressure from all sides. In this situation, Driver, who had been injured before and was now suppressed, was the first to lose his temper.

"Ron, I don't care, I want to kill them all now!"

The goblin hunter bent his bow and raised his body, shooting an arrowhead that looked ridiculously crooked. The arrow exploded in mid-air, falling from the sky like a swarm of violent bees, and shot at the black mass of golems in front!

"Eat my rain of arrows! This is for you bastards!" The goblin hunter spat on the ground and grinned.

Although the falling rain of arrows would hurt these golems, it would not leave any traces on the ground because it was composed of spells. Sera almost crushed out like a chariot at the moment when the rain of arrows fell, and all the golems whose mobility was damaged by the rain of arrows were destroyed wherever they passed. In addition to the support of the people behind, even though there were many undead creatures here, they were swept away by them.

"Bang!" Ivy's tower shield fell heavily, smashing the head of a golem that was not yet dead. The half-elf reached out and stirred in the mud of the deer head, and finally found a piece of bone with a special shape, and threw it to Shiva along with the rotten flesh on it.

"Here you go," Ivy was satisfied to see Shiva's look of wanting to take it but not daring to take it, "This thing in the deer head is still quite popular in some human cultures, you can take it back as a souvenir."

"Can I not take it?"

Shiva's face fell, she wanted such a souvenir very much, but she disliked it as too dirty, and finally Gordon took it away happily. The boy emptied his water bag, cleaned the bone briefly, and put it in his pocket.

I believe that after Gordon goes back, this little thing will be enough for him to brag about it for a long time at the wine table with his classmates.

"Shiva just asked you a question, but the situation was a bit dangerous just now, so you didn't have time to answer," Elden frowned and looked at Ron, "The evil voice just now was definitely a witch, right? Was she really the one you drove away?"

"You have talked about a lot of experiences in this regard these days. From your memories, I think..."

Ron did not answer him, but carefully pulled out an arrow from his special arrows and pressed it on the undrawn bowstring. Victoria and the others looked at each other and shook their heads.

"No, it's not her," Pastor Heim said with a little confusion in his tone, "Although there are some similarities, I can basically be sure that this is definitely not Polly's voice."

"I don't think so either," Sylvia raised her cane, and a night hissing hound immediately jumped out of the etheric plane and explored the way forward, "These big dogs have a similar view - they think it seems more like the voice of another witch."

"I'll let it out and observe it. If it is, it will-"

Before Sylvia finished speaking, a shrill whine suddenly sounded in front, followed by a series of barking sounds. Unable to wait for Sylvia's order, the surrounding space suddenly unfolded layers of ripples, and more than a dozen night hissing hounds rushed out, howling and attacking the unknown darkness.

"Something happened!" The face of the vampire mage suddenly changed, "The connection between the first one and me was cut off!"

"Another one! We can't wait any longer!"

If this continues, all her dogs will die!