Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"That's why I came here."

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Gilliannis agreed without any hesitation, and the old elf quickly gave her a coordinate.

The coordinate pointed to an ancient ruin hidden in a large jungle far away from the vampire castle. If you just rush around like a headless fly, it is almost impossible to find the target location.

But now the old elf has handed the coordinate to the student, all the fog has been cleared, and there is no obstacle on the road to the destination-at least for the moon elf.

"I suggest you find a few more people, bosses, subordinates, assistants, anyone can do it," the old elf was silent for a while, and reminded, "The teacher is not distrustful of your ability, Jane, but this ghost place is really wrong."

"I just wanted to find a secluded place to enjoy my old age, but this place is obviously not a good place."

"Find a few more friends to help you, it will be good for you."

"Thank you, teacher, I remember it." The great wizard nodded and listened carefully to the teacher's teachings. She knew that this was probably the last time.

Gillianis was only thankful. She prayed secretly, thanking the three omnipotent magic goddesses for letting her see her teacher for the last time. She had never respected gods in her life, but this time, her gratitude was from the bottom of her heart.

The moon elf's body was etherized again. The old elf nodded, smiled, and saluted at her, and then staggered back to her cabin. All these scenes quickly disappeared in front of Gillianis. When she returned to the material plane again, she looked around and saw only the endless sea of ​​red mold.

"We must clear them." The moon elf murmured. After confirming the direction, she did not choose to go straight to the dragon's pool immediately, but turned around to meet up with Ron and others.

This was the teacher's last lesson, and she must not forget it.

For a magician of her level, it is not difficult to find someone even in the entire multiverse. Moreover, Ron and others who were in the wilderness did not intend to hide their whereabouts from her. When the moon elf quickly approached Ron's team, she saw that everyone was besieging a huge spore man.

This spore man is nearly three meters tall, with a strong and sturdy torso. Four deformed arms extend from both sides of its torso, one of which holds a spear, one holds a wooden shield, one opens sharp claws, and one holds a set of slings.

"Is this... a mutated spore man?"

The moon elf did not appear immediately, but secretly observed this unusual spore man. Generally speaking, spore men have their own lords, but there is no difference in size between spore man lords and ordinary spore men, and even the difference in strength is pitifully small. Gillianis has never heard of this giant spore man that is more than three meters tall.

Not to mention that it has four arms!

"Woo-woo-"

When this huge spore man speaks, it is like a gust of wind. His empty claw is not always used as a weapon to infect enemies, but can also be used as a signal transmitter to control the surrounding red mold and spore men. As it raised its hands with a roar, the surrounding fusarium immediately became active like animals, rolling up large pieces of hard structures and smashing down on Ron and others with overwhelming momentum. If it weren't for Ron holding up a barrier, everyone in the team would have been infected!

However, the fusarium, like a tide, was really like a liquid and had no fixed shape. When the giant spore man found that the attack failed, the fusarium blanket under the feet of the people became active again. Ropes formed by countless fusariums quickly tied up the feet of the people and tightened their boots!

"Rat girl, get out of here!" The goblin hunter spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and his coat lit up with emerald green light, as if he and the surrounding natural environment were integrated. The fusarium wrapped around his legs immediately loosened him as if it had lost its target, allowing the ranger to be freed.

"Let you have a taste of being tied up - Grappling vines!"

The goblin hunter first threw out a rain of arrows with strong acid enchantment, cleaning away a large amount of red mold under the spore man's feet. As he cast the spell, before the red mold filled up the empty space again, a vine so thick that it took one person to hug it broke out of the ground and tied up the giant spore man tightly.

"Come and give it a quick death!"

"Dissociation!"

A green light lit up on the arrowhead of the bow in Ron's hand, and the ray of dissociation shot out with the arrow. As the ray fell on the giant spore man, a three-meter-long dissociation field immediately spread out, covering more than 90% of the spore man's body. With a "pop" sound, the spore man who was full of deterrence just now was directly dissociated into a handful of dust that drifted with the wind!

The broken limbs and other fragments fell into the red mold and were immediately eaten by the fungi that had no intelligence and turned into nutrients for the fungus. If any creature wanted to revive this giant spore man, it could only use the complete resurrection spell and the wish spell to do it.

"Where did this big guy come from!"

Anastrina leaned on the sword and panted slightly: "Have you noticed? The monsters we encountered in the past few days are getting bigger and bigger!"

"The spore men are all small dwarfs who are only waist-high. Where did they raise such a big one!"

"Maybe I should ask you this," Ron looked at the mercenary with a smile, "Didn't you say you were familiar with the Chibella Ruins? Have you never seen this variant?"

"No! And I swear, there is no such creature in the entire Chibella Ruins!"

The Elf Swordsman put three fingers together and swore to the sky: "If I tell a lie, Gillianis will take me away!"

"What she said is true," the moon elf's cold voice sounded at the right time, and everyone except Anastria couldn't help but tremble, "It is impossible for there to be such a spore lord in the Chibella Ruins."

"Just like there There is no special mutation of Fusarium. "

"Wow, the real master is back!" Driver screamed, "You left us here lost for several days, did you find any clues? !"

"Thank you for fulfilling your mission," Gillianis bowed to Ron, "Ranger, I want to correct your statement:"

"First of all, I don't think I was away for many days, it should be only a few hours; secondly, you are not lost. If the enemies you encounter along the way are really getting bigger and bigger, and the action is getting more and more difficult, then this road is the right direction to the destination."