Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Short Suggestion, this gift from Elden, Ron had been reluctant to use it, until the past two months, he finally made a breakthrough in arcane, and could fully master this arcane, instead of simply tearing scrolls to cast spells.

Today, it was its first appearance.

There was a slight pain in his left arm, but it was quickly suppressed by the effective potion. For the caster, the side effects of short-suggestion were not few, but Ron was able to offset these effects with bottles of alchemical potions!

"Hiccup--" Ron smashed the last empty bottle, his steps were like a butterfly shuttling between flowers, deftly avoiding the fatal attacks of the priests, and his counterattack was fast and heavy. The dwarf swung the flail to hit him, and Ron grabbed one end of the flail with his backhand, and forcibly pulled the dwarf's body, which was heavier than that of humans and elves, over, and punched him on the red nose, and two bright red immediately flowed out of the dwarf's nasal cavity.

"You're next!"

Facing the charge launched by Aaron on his warhorse, Ron dodged the dangerous Holy Slash with several maneuvers. A scroll of Phantom Step was torn open by him, and the mage immediately flashed to Sera's side and snatched the Grasp of the Blue Wave from the barbarian's hand. The huge sword swept up with overwhelming force and collided fiercely with Aaron who jumped up from the horse and raised a long sword that was three points more dazzling than the sun.

Under Aaron's full-strength Holy Slash, even the Grasp of the Blue Wave could not bear such pressure and issued a piercing wail, but the sound only lasted for a moment and stopped abruptly. The light curtain and smoke covered the entire area, and the huge roar penetrated everyone's eardrums.

"Ron!"

"Lao Lei!"

The people on both sides could not care about anything else at this moment. The bearded dwarf blew the blood all over his beard and face and rushed forward. Others also swarmed in at about the same time, all wanting to grab their leaders as soon as possible.

In the middle of the open space of the last blow, a large pit that could accommodate three adult humans was left. Aaron stood in the pit, with the tip of his sword pointing diagonally downward, only one or two centimeters away from Ron's heart. Ron's state was a little embarrassed, and he had no weapons in his hand. The Grip of the Blue Wave fell several meters away.

But everyone who saw this scene understood: Raymond Aaron was by no means the final winner. Because at the position where Aaron's sword tip pointed, an arrowhead slightly longer than the arrow used by the usual shortbow blocked this potentially fatal sword.

"It's this one--" The half-elf bit his lip, his eyes full of entanglement.

"You will die first." Aaron's empty right hand trembled. If he hadn't used his left hand to hold the sword at the last moment, his weapon would have flown out of his hand, and he would have been hit in the face by Ron like Perglan and the dwarf.

It was really dangerous... When was the last time it was so difficult? It must have been a year ago, right? The time when I fought with that Balor Flame Demon...

"Do you really think that my homemade arrows will not leave a backdoor for myself?" Ron grinned. His eyes had returned to clarity, but the blue-green light did not fade. "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Anyway, both sides have resurrection spells, you won't be afraid, right?"

"Since everyone has resurrection spells, why would it have to come to that?" Perglan hurriedly spoke up to smooth things over. The priest's chin was just smashed by Ron. Although the healing spell can help her recover, the bloody face is still scary.

She, who had just tried her best to persuade the two sides to "compete", now put her arm around Victoria's shoulders: "Miss Victoria must have no problem, right? We have been carefully examined! What problems can there be with the people with her? There is no need to make a fuss like this?"

"Priest Perglan, are you shielding them?" The dwarf said with a gloomy face, "This vampire is standing in front of us so openly! What qualifications do they have to escape the crime!"

"Then you come and try to see if you can make us "come to justice"!" Sylvia sneered.

"Don't be like this, Sylvia," Victoria showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Priest, we really have no ill will towards you. It is unexpected that it has come to this. Otherwise, why should we let them hide?"

"Maybe they want to attack secretly!" The dwarf was stubborn and unwilling to compromise. If Chief Judge Aaron was not in the center of the explosion at any time, he might choose to continue fighting these evil creatures to the end.

"If I really wanted to launch a sneak attack, I wouldn't need them," Ron rolled his eyes. "Judge Aaron, hold your sword. You don't want to commit suicide because of your own mistake, do you?"

"Karad!"

The earth-shaking sound of war drums rang out from all directions of the trading post. The four priests stared in shock at the surrounding fields. In the swamps and dense forests, goblin heads popped up like mushrooms after rain, holding sophisticated weapons comparable to those of the city guards. What was even more shocking was that a three-meter-high giant chariot removed its camouflage spell at this moment, and the heavy crossbow on it, which was powerful enough to be used for siege, turned the hole with a "crunch" sound and headed here.

On this real war machine, the fully armed hobgoblin sat motionless, with the bright halberds lying across his knees. As long as Ron gave the next order, he would lead all the goblins to attack without hesitation. The four soldiers at the end of Qiannu were drowned in the torrent of war.

If it were four people in their prime state, these goblins might not be enough to fill their teeth, but now, can they really escape before their remaining mana and physical strength are exhausted?

"This is..." Although the main attention is still on Ron, even with his peripheral vision, Aaron can understand what kind of situation they are in now, "You want to ambush us? !”

"No, no," Aaron quickly rejected his intuitive judgment and looked at Ron with confusion, "If you really want to ambush, there is no need to put yourself in this situation..."

"We are just worried that you will be prejudiced against these residents in the territory, or even draw swords against them," Victoria sighed, "Ron's judgment is correct, you did this."

"We are not hostile to you, at least not at the beginning," Ron snorted, "but your repeated provocations force us to show our cards one by one."

"Your Excellency, don't you think that this will make us surrender?" The visual impact on the dwarf is no less than that of his companions, but the stereotype of the dwarf is inherently stubborn, and he is in the cult , His experience in the military also determined that he would not change his opinion easily, "Even if you have no malicious intentions, you are still a dangerous organization!"

"We must truthfully report to the Archbishop what we see and hear here!"

"Really?" Ron used the hilt of the arrow to gently poke away the tip of Judge Aaron's sword, avoided the other party's outstretched hand, and stood up, "If that's the case, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't let go. You left."

Ron threw away the exhausted Soul Gem in his other hand. He had used the last one when he was fighting with Aaron. He took out the Lightning Gem that he had obtained first, and when the four priests were alert, Under his gaze, a bolt of lightning shot vertically upward into the air.

"I'll show you one more card," Ron stood there, letting the opponent's sword be raised again. "But please remember, I usually keep at least one card on its back." Upward, so you’d better not overreact.”

In mid-air, a dragon roar interrupted all the speculations of Aaron and others, and then the black wings that came into everyone's field of vision and the acidic breath that poured down and landed near everyone extinguished the last trace of fantasy in their hearts.

The dragon is coming.