Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Orcus's wand waved in panic in the air, as if trying to fight against an existence that could not be seen in the material plane. The demon lord's body, which exuded the aura of decay and death, quickly disappeared into the cave as suddenly as it came, and no trace could be found again.

"Wait! My Lord! Don't abandon me!" The descendant of Farama panicked and saw that his most powerful support disappeared like a bubble. This unexpected turn made him almost think that this was a disaster. A cruel nightmare, but the cold gaze of the Devil's Grand Duke forced him to face the absurd reality in front of him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness Gracia!" The man in black robe collapsed on the ground. He looked up at Gracia, who was not very tall, with distracted eyes. He knelt and crawled forward for a few steps. "Your Highness, I am willing." Be loyal to you! You have given grace to my ancestors, I can prove that I am better than them! I will prove that I am worthy of your favor!

"Mortals of your kingdom have always been like this, so I'm not surprised." The Queen of Desire kicked the man in black robes over and turned him upside down. He didn't allow the man to scream, and the sword blade in her hand pierced his chest. , "But the deal is a one-size-fits-all deal. I didn't go to Orcus's lair to trouble him just to accept someone like you."

"Old nest?" Ron looked at Gracia with dumbfounded eyes, "D-did you mean to go find -"

"Otherwise, why would that old goat withdraw his projection?" Gracia chuckled, "Look, I have made great efforts in order for the transaction between us to proceed smoothly. According to the contract, Yuan Yin's transaction... …”

"She is one of the smartest among the Nine Hells. How could she do such a thing?"

Gracia's explanation made Ron feel a little flattered. Just when he was about to agree to give in, the golden dragon who transformed into a dragonborn suddenly reminded him: "Gracia has suffered a loss because of this before, you can't Expect an archduke to capsize twice in the gutter, Ron."

"I like the term 'gutter' to describe the abyss, but why do you have to talk so much?" Gracia wrinkled her nose, "Well, I did not go there personally, what Orcus observed was me. It's just an incarnation - but this is enough to make him cautious, at least he won't think about trouble with you again. "

"Oh, so I hate you hypocritical golden dragons. I'm just 'adding some weight' to my chips."

"I'm just worried that your 'weight gain' will deceive Ron's soul." Jin Long lowered his head and did not choose to look at Gracia, but just like that, Jin Long suddenly discovered that the person who had been arrested The man in black robe that Lesia nailed to the ground is not completely dead yet!

"Devil, thief, dragon..." the descendant of Falama murmured. Taking advantage of the opportunity when no one was paying attention, his stiff arm slowly raised, and an illusory hand crossbow appeared in his hand, quietly Aiming at Ron's heart, "Everyone...go to hell!"

Gracia's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't make any move. She even took the initiative to talk to Ron to attract this mortal's attention. This forced Ron to focus all his energy on the Devil Archduke, without any major dangers close at hand.

The gray mist quietly condensed into a bell shape, but was burned away almost instantly by the flames from hell.

And all of this happened in a flash of lightning until Jin Long stepped forward and knocked down Ron.

"Be careful!" The golden dragon threw forward suddenly, pushing Ron to the ground. His body also staggered, and then he slowly fell down.

"Old Jin! Damn it! Ron!" Masarino, who had been sorting out his spell book just now, seemed to have woken up from a dream. The terrifying arcane energy was tilted towards the man in black robes, and the violent spells tore the black man into pieces. The robes and mist exposed the shriveled, skinny, and riddled body of the descendant of Pharamar to everyone.

The goblin hunter also reacted and rushed forward quickly. With just one grab, he tore off the thin layer of skin wrapped around the skeleton of the corpse: "What a ghost! This guy is actually a dead person too!"

"It's actually a lich..." Gracia held her chin thoughtfully, "Then it's no wonder he can take my sword without dying, and even has the ability to fight back."

"Are you okay?" Ron, who was pushed to the ground, rushed to the golden dragon immediately. The scales on the real dragon that had blocked the sneak attack for him were falling off, "Wait a minute, I have something here. Healing potions and scrolls!"

"No, no need to bother," the golden dragon, who seemed to be in poor condition, could still laugh. He let go of his hand and showed Ron the wound on his chest, "The dragon's physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but It’s just a fatal injury, for the Dragonborn.”

"But you're losing your scales. From the sound, I'm afraid the arrow didn't penetrate your body—"

"Don't use the structure of mortals to describe it, it's meaningless." The black mist lingered around the Golden Dragon's wound, but the golden light that came on immediately suppressed it, and his voice became more energetic. "Look, it's okay, I've recovered! If I didn't save you, you definitely wouldn't be able to recover so quickly!"

Ron hesitantly looked at the golden dragon who had turned over and climbed up, returning to his lively state. The wound on his chest was indeed disappearing quickly. If Ron had cared a little later, it would have healed soon.

"If it's just a dying counterattack from a lich, it's unlikely to severely damage it." Gracia seemed to be comforting Ron, and seemed to have a point. "But this is not something you need to worry about. He But Bahamut’s priest, an adult golden dragon, naturally has people to worry about.”

"Now while I'm here, how about we settle the first transaction? I saw that you have almost collected all the fragments of the poor queen."

Gracia walked over. Farama has not yet woken up. Even though her master's palm caressed her face, the queen did not open her eyes.

"There are still two parts left." After Ron confirmed again and again that there was nothing wrong with the golden dragon, he turned his attention to the other side. "I planned to hand her over to you completely."

"I'm afraid that can't be done," Jin Long said calmly. There was no trace of injury on his body anymore. "When you visited Carolina, Massarino and I inspected the last seal together. The body parts had been removed without alerting the guards."

The golden dragon's head turned towards Gracia, who had already shown his displeasure on his face, but showed no sign of fear: "I think that for Her Royal Highness, she is actually complete, right?"