Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"brush!"

Before Ron finished speaking, a few meters away from everyone, under a grave covered by rotten vegetation, a strange-looking four-legged creature used its brute force to lift open the coffin boards and rotten vegetation. It opened the coffin and immediately opened its big mouth full of sharp wooden structures, and gnawed hard at Sylvia's calf standing outside!

This creature, which is almost the size of a large dog, is covered with mature spore clusters all over its body, and its mouth is like a fungus holding a conference. Its density can kill a cryptophobic patient on the spot!

There is no need for external contact at all. The spinous beast's own activities alone can cause these spore clusters to burst and infect any living creatures around it.

But unfortunately, this thorn beast seems to have found the wrong person. Although the vampire can be regarded as a living person, it can only be "regarded".

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"Wither!" Sylvia, who had long been prepared to deal with the plants, did not hesitate at all. She almost immediately inserted her cane filled with necromancy magic energy into the gap in the body of the thorn beast.

The moisture and vitality of this living plant were almost immediately squeezed out by Sylvia. Even though the structure and relationship were closer to fungi, the spiny beast could not help but convulse in pain because of this, and its kiss The body once again expanded to its maximum size, and once again tried to tear the vampire mage's leather boots and trousers apart.

It seems to be trying its best to keep its population alive on Sylvia, but in the final analysis, this is just the last delusion of a plant with an IQ similar to that of a baboon, following its instincts. As the thorny beast lost its last vitality and fell to the ground, a thunder flashed across the deserted cemetery, and the spores on the vampire's body fell, mixing into the dust and mud like ordinary gravel.

"You don't want to bite so many living people, but you insist on attacking me?" The vampire reached out to dust off the particles on his clothes with an unhappy face, while Victoria lit up the light source, illuminating her companions like a torch, not to let those naked people Any chance of mold survival.

In such an encounter that couldn't even be considered a battle, no one intervened. Only Ron stretched out a hand toward Gilenis and Anastrina at the end, his thumb stroking between his index and middle fingers. Rub.

"Bang! I want money!" The mercenary rolled his eyes at Ron, took out two silver coins from his wallet and threw them at Ron, "Sister, I initiated this, so you don't have to pay. "

Annastrina was somewhat deliberately trying to make things difficult. She was at least ten steps away from Ron. The two silver coins were thrown out almost at the same time, but they bounced in two completely different directions.

In her opinion, this young lord would not be able to pick up silver coins on the ground of this cemetery by himself - or rather, he would instruct his men -

Anastrina didn't even turn around this thought, and her eyes couldn't help but open wide, because she saw that Ron didn't even move much, and a ghost hand rushed out from behind him. , catching the silver coin that bounced farther away.

And the one that was closer was firmly caught by a tower shield suspended in the air! The silver coin rested exactly on the curved arc at the top of the tower shield without any trembling!

"I'm sorry, 'Auntie' Ana." When the visor automatically lifted, Anastrina saw the half-elf's innocent smile, "I just suddenly wanted to test my control level. "

The well-informed great swordsman rolled his eyes and showed an expression of "Do you think I believe it?"

However, she had no ill intentions towards Ron, and even Ron was her sponsor. After the teasing failed, Anastrina obediently gave up this idea, and instead focused most of her energy on the surrounding environment. On investigation.

After all, since the Thorny Beast appears here, neither the Spore Man nor the Gibberellus' carpet will be far away.

Sure enough, more than an hour later, when Anastrina raised her hand to signal everyone to stop advancing, the goblin hunter on the side who was alert also let out a whistle that sounded like a bird's song, and the big white on his shoulder quickly got into his clothes, The goblin himself raised his bow and arrow, aiming it in a certain direction.

Ron and others were already standing on the outskirts of the ruins of a village. Sylvia had once explained the story here to them. At that time, the place was lifeless, with only some undead wandering here.

Today's village seems to be more lively, but the relatively peaceful and friendly atmosphere back then is gone forever.

Ron stood in the middle of the team, turning his head around Sera's strong back muscles, observing the village that had been occupied by the spores. Many dilapidated buildings that were still struggling before have collapsed to pieces, but these spores used rudimentary tools and materials from the nearby east wall to rebuild a number of twisted buildings in a flawless manner.

When Ron and others approached, the spores attached to these buildings poked their heads out like sharks smelling the smell of blood, and turned the strains towards Ron as if they had real heads. At their signals, the people who had not noticed the spores became alert one after another. Some picked up the tools in their hands, while others raised their claws that were far more ferocious than the tools, and faced these uninvited guests like a demonstration. They waved!

These spore people seemed to have their own language system, but when they started to pronounce words, the sound sounded to Ron and others several times worse than the roar of wild beasts.

"They are interested in our flesh and blood," Anastrina snorted disdainfully. "They want to be alive, so they plant gibberellus on us and wait to give birth to spore-human babies!"

"This is the first time I've heard that there are still underage individuals of spores, although they do become stronger with age," Gilenis glanced at the mercenary, "You can still understand spores. language?"

The Spore Man can make hisses and other noises by forcing air through its mouth, but it cannot speak in a regular manner. In daily life, spore people communicate through hissing, hand gestures, and rhythmic body tapping. No normal person would be willing to study this complex and primitive language system. Gilenis was surprised that this former resistance fighter actually had the leisure to study the language of this creature.

"I don't understand," Anastrina grinned and raised her beloved sword, "But it doesn't matter, don't you still understand their movements?"

"They have their weapons raised and they are moving towards us - they are going to attack!"