Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

It is no wonder that even Victoria began to be suspicious. An old elf who has lived beyond the originally long life span, whose power is questionable but has the special skill of connecting space, has a certain connection with the traces left by the red mold, and he has actually studied the red mold and the way to deal with it before - although that may be to save some desperate tiger people.

"Do you think that those tiger people who lost their minds in the end will be similar to these reptiles!" Driver suddenly said this without thinking, although most of the time no one knows what he is thinking, but this time...

What if he guessed it right?

The old elf was conducting experiments on parasitic red mold, and those strong acid tiger people were just a part of his research?

Ron, Sylvia and Gillianis, the three spellcasters, looked at each other: As researchers, if they try to select a fungus that can stably parasitize multiple organisms, then of course... they must also consider its tolerance in various extreme environments!

For example, the tiger people who have been transformed so that even their blood is strong acid!

"We probably didn't pay attention to the tiger men's heads," Anastria knocked her head in annoyance, "If we had paid attention, we might have discovered something was wrong earlier!"

"Who would want to smash the opponent's head in a normal battle!" The barbarian rolled his eyes, "It's useless to say all this now, what should we do next? Go find that old elf? Confront him face to face!"

Suddenly, in this dark cave, a different airflow with a bloody smell floated from the depths to the location where Ron and others were. Everyone fell silent and raised their weapons as if facing a great enemy.

Under the light of the tower shield in Ivy's hand, a huge and alien black shadow was projected on the wall at the opposite corner. As the black shadow quickly flashed across the corner, the sound of multiple limbs hitting the rocks on the ground shook everyone's eardrums like the mourning of a death knell!

Ron's face changed slightly. He subconsciously looked down at his chest, but found nothing. However, he had just clearly felt something: the gray fog, which he didn't even know whether it was living in his body, had just risen in his heart for the first time in a long time!

"Is that... the queen of giant spiders?" Gillianis frowned. She was still thinking about Victoria's doubts and did not use magic to capture the figure in time. She only saw the eight spider legs and the raised bulging abdomen of the black shadow on the wall.

It was similar to the giant spider they killed on the ground, but if the size was estimated, combined with the width of the corridor in the cave, even if the ratio of shadow to entity was estimated to the maximum, the creature that just passed by was too big as a giant spider.

Gillianis believed that the more reliable guess was that the other party should be the queen of giant spiders, but she was skeptical whether the other party was still alive.

"Didn't you see it clearly?" Sera turned her head in surprise, pointing at the empty wall opposite, "That's not a giant spider at all! Its upper body is a human figure!"

"Twisted, hunched, and with a lot of exaggerated appendages," the vampire wizard added, "It shouldn't be a spider drow, and it has been infected by red mold."

"If there are really spider drow, we have to be prepared to deal with several dozen dark elves," Anastria sucked her teeth, "Only a few of them are not crazy - this is the conclusion I revised after meeting our Mr. Seymour!"

"Be prepared to fight, chase after it!" Ron made a prompt decision, and Ivy was the most loyal executor. She rushed out first and followed immediately, and at the same time did not forget to cast magic based on the school of change on every companion around her from now on.

With the blessing of the arcane, the whole team seemed to be flying. The red mold on the surrounding walls and the arthropods completely controlled by the red mold had no time to catch their traces, and the creatures that could still maintain themselves were afraid to dodge. The airflow generated by the rapid advancement blew away some of the bloody smell from the depths of the cave, but even the most insensitive people could feel that the smell was getting stronger!

"It's right there!"

When everyone rushed through a corner again, the sharp-eyed Dreverdo was the first to shout. After many days of rushing, he finally found the prey. The goblin hunter couldn't wait for Ron's instructions, so he raised his short bow and shot an arrow! It hit the butt of the half-spider, half-human creature that looked like an extremely weak spider-like drow!

"Dang!" A crisp sound produced a series of echoes in the cave. Dreverdo widened his eyes and watched with a look of having seen a ghost as the arrow he shot was bounced far away by the opponent's exoskeleton and fell into the deeper darkness.

That was no ordinary arrow! It was an enchanted arrow that carried the ranger's natural magic! Not even a white spot was left on the target!

"Is your shell made of fine gold?!" The goblin cursed in goblin language in anger. It was not known whether it was because it felt that it was physically attacked or because it felt that it was verbally insulted. The being that was originally facing away from the crowd and was slowly moving forward stiffly turned its eight limbs and turned its human-like upper body towards the crowd.

He is indeed not a spider drow, but his type is somewhat similar. Because if you ignore the clusters of clusters of red mold growing on his body, his skin color should be the same as that of the high elves, alabaster white and smooth skin!

However, unlike the common and often talked about high elves, this high elf whose lower body turned into a spider form for some reason was so old that even the shadow spirits could not help but pity him. This elf's hair is so sparse that he can't even maintain a Mediterranean hairstyle and cannot see the original hair color at all; he bends his upper body in an extremely twisted posture, twisting himself into a comma, and his thin skin wraps the slender elf's body. On the skeleton, gibberella growing under the skin can even be observed in some parts.

The only thing that thrives on his body are probably these fungi.

Ron couldn't help but think of the little monster grabbing the ring in the art work, but compared with this elf, Gollum looked so cute.

After seeing the appearance of this creature clearly, almost everyone lost the ability to speak. If they had not seen some big scenes, they would be scared to death on the spot - in delusional land, in this world, In the entire multiverse, is there any creature that is more weird, terrifying, and tragic than the existence in front of you!

"Why, you guys went to great lengths to catch up and even tickled me to stop me, just to see what I look like, old man?" The old elf, who looked scarier than a hag, seemed very satisfied with everyone's reaction. , he slowly opened his mouth without half of his teeth, but the sound didn't seem to come from his vocal cords.

"Are you satisfied now?"

The old elf paused. He raised his hand, lifted up the red mold that almost covered his entire face, revealed his dark and turbid eyes, and looked at where Gilenis was: "Ah, look. Who is this? A rare visitor."

"Our dear Chief Archmage, if you don't go to summon the spirits of those hyenas wearing lion furs of the Lane family, why are you here in this corner of the fantasy land?"

"Chief Archmage... Master?" Annastrina was a little confused. She looked at Gilenis and then at the high elf opposite, "What is this old guy talking about? The Ryan family, Hailan Isn’t the chief mage of the empire Gilenis Gallanold?”

"Do you know this... creature?"

The moon elf with lake-blue eyes licked her dry lips, and seemed to have made up her mind after endless struggles. She opened her mouth and called out the name of the former resistance fighter: "Anastrina..."

"There are one, no, two things I have to confess to you: First of all, what you said, the chief mage of the Hyland Empire, Gilenis Gallanold, is currently being talked about by the person you are talking to. When talking about her, she usually uses the first person."

"Secondly, when this person mentioned the high elf opposite," Gilenis swallowed hard, because she had already seen the burning anger in Anastrina's eyes, "She It is generally called..."

"teacher."