Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

With a crisp sound of "pop", the mask on Gillianis's face was smashed to pieces, and the spell that the moon elf was about to complete was suddenly stagnant because of the loss of the medium for casting. Then, several punches hit the moon elf's chest and abdomen mercilessly. Facing such a powerful spellcaster, Ron did not dare to have any delusion of sympathy, and every blow was done with all his strength!

The huge impact force made Gillianis retreat repeatedly, but Ron did not give her the opportunity to distance herself. His right hand kept tightly holding the moon elf's wrist, always exposing her weakest part to his fists and feet.

Knocking someone out can show martial virtue, but controlling someone within the range of attack is the truly fatal means!

"Enough!" The moon elf's mouth and nose oozed blood. After several unsuccessful attempts to distance herself, she finally gave up the idea and spit out a powerful word, which exploded in Ron's ears. The pressure of will made Ron's movements suddenly suffocate. Taking this opportunity, Gillianis finally had a chance to fight back.

"Ron, your choice is very unwise!" She looked gloomy, and pressed her other hand on Ron's shoulder. The power of the law burning was about to burst out and burn the young human to ashes, "Law!"

"Terminate!"

Just as she was about to chant the second half of the word, a sacred light shot out from the holy emblem in Victoria's hand and enveloped Ron's body. Ron's eyes instantly regained clarity, and a layer of light gray mist seemed to be shrouded from his pores all over his body. As the gray mist submerged Gillianis's hand, the great wizard was surprised to find that her spell was forcibly terminated!

What kind of power is this? !

Gillianis felt a touch of unusual energy from the gray mist, which was a power that ordinary mortals could not have!

"The End of the Law?!"

"Everything in the world has a beginning and an end, even the arcane is no exception." The gray mist continued to spread from Ron's body, even covering the light caused by the short-sword hint. His voice was vague, as if it came from a long distance. "Ms. Gillianis, I'm sorry, I can't cooperate with you, at least you can't do this."

"Why?!" The moon elf's expression changed again and again, and the confusion and puzzlement greatly affected her. "Can you cooperate with that other me! We are one person! You can't be so stupid that you can't even understand this!"

"You'd better think about this clearly!" Gillianis quickly retreated, and at the same time pointed the spell that was ready to be fired at Ron's companions, "Otherwise, I will have to use them as bargaining chips!"

"Of course you are one person, but different sides of one person," Ron's voice was unusually stable under the cover of the gray mist, "At least that you, not I will not use my companions to threaten me."

"I will not allow my teacher to study the highly aggressive red mold recklessly."

"I think these are actually related to your ultimate goal, right?"

The moon elf's expression was a little uncertain, and her originally beautiful face was a little hideous because of the blood: "You are right, this is my first attempt."

"In other words, your so-called "not the material for the magic queen" is also false. You originally planned to be the leader of those spore people and use them to complete the plan. It's just that the spore people can hardly be called a force, so you didn't succeed."

"And then there happened to be an unlucky guy who came to the door, so you decided to try him," Ron glanced at the vampire count, "and then it was us."

"As for your teacher, isn't he also a part of your failed plan?"

The two old elves were silent. As the parties involved, they naturally knew the truth of the matter-just as Ron said.

Resurrection, cloning, and transformation, the ultimate goal is to obtain an existence that can be called the "real spore man lord". The normal old elf that was separated out is just the last bit of humanistic care that Gillianis has. As for ambushing another self, that is a plan for the future.

"He volunteered!" The moon elf snorted, "The person involved didn't say anything, do you need to defend him?"

"Jane, I... of course I am willing to assist you in your research," the old elf couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard his student say that, "but if I have a choice, I would rather stay in the coffin quietly..."

"Is this what you call voluntary," Ron took a step forward, and when Gillianis's spell flew out, a wisp of gray mist caught up and swallowed it up in an instant, "You still tried to attack my companion?"

"No," looking at Ron who was getting closer and closer, the moon elf suddenly sneered, and a powerful word came out of her mouth and exploded in Ron's ears, "My target is you - the law of death!"

"Go back to the dead with these gray mists!"

In the gray mist, Ron's figure disappeared instantly, only a burst of blood mist exploded, dyeing the dispersing gray mist with spots of red. However, Gillianis did not feel any joy of victory. Another Sunfire Blast exploded in the cave. If it were not for the two old elves who risked their lives to save the others, this terrifying Shaping Spell would have killed almost everyone here.

But when the explosion dissipated, two different human figures stood in front of Gillianis again.

One of them was naturally Ron. Almost all the clothes on his body were blown to pieces. He also suffered a lot of damage, but he was not completely incapacitated. But the other person is the Gilennis whose arms are covered with sword-singing lion armor!

"The ghost is still here!" The moon elf was shocked and angry, "How did you survive!"

This wasn't what puzzled her the most. What she couldn't accept the most was how her other self could remain unscathed!

"As you said before: interpersonal relationships are also part of strength," Gilenis smiled slightly, the lion's head on her shoulder opened, and a bottle of healing potion immediately rolled into her other hand, "There are also There is a scroll of resurrection, but unfortunately I have used it, so you can’t see it.”

"As for why I appeared and why Mr. Ron is still alive - Sir, can you show the other me what I have accomplished?"

Ron stretched out his right arm. In the crook of his arm, a dark jade stone exuded a warm luster.

"This achievement can help him be better compatible with martial arts and spells. At the same time, as my creation, after coming into contact with me, I can of course connect with it and control it to a certain extent," Gilenis Slowly approaching her other self, with her spells exhausted and her spell-casting tools gone, she is now completely unable to compete with herself, "Although Ron has not met this me, he has been in contact with you for a sufficient length of time just now - —We are the same person, it’s just that you don’t know how to use this item.”

"By the way, even if you are obsessed with studying magic, you should at least pay attention to your magic weapon, right? It was shattered by a headbutt, tsk tsk,"

The arcane energy filled the cave again under the guidance of Gilennis like a continuous stream of water, completely wrapping the other self: "Give up the struggle, the outcome is already decided. This is very important to me as a whole. If you say it’s a good thing, I’m sure you’ll agree.”

"The Swordsong Lion Armor is currently just a dead object that responds mechanically to my will. It can be enriched to adapt to more functions. Let's do this together, just like before." (End of this chapter. )