Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Contrary to what everyone thought and what they were prepared to deal with, as the metal wall moved away from its original position, there was no dirty air hitting the face, not even a trace of wind.

"There is only one thing left here," Ron slowly made a judgment, feeling the turbid air on the other side that was almost the same as that in the cave, "There should be leaks somewhere else, making the difference between the two sides gone. "

He followed Ivy and walked in. The metal wall behind him was not an abrupt presence above, but connected to the surrounding walls. This also proves that Ron's idea is close to the truth: if it is not to isolate the inside and outside space, there is really no point in building such a tin box.

Wouldn't it be convenient and quick to dig a hole directly? If the craftsmanship is so strong, building a stone wall would be enough.

"Indeed, when my wife and I came here, we also made the same inference." Count Richthofen was pushed into this space by Sera and agreed, "It's just that there are What’s strange is that no matter how much we search, we can’t find the purpose of this building.”

"As you can see, at that time, there was nothing here but fungi."

"So, you collected a large number of fungal samples and went back to study them." Ron thought of the fungi in the secret room in the Earl's bedroom, and there were indeed many fungi that matched here. "What was your final result?"

"No," the vampire shrugged, "Most fungi are common species, and only some are rare - for botanists. And then there are these Gibberella species. There were no mutations at that time, and everyone recognized them. The kind of gibberellus in Zhizhong is exactly the same as the one in the gibberellus monument."

"It's really rare..." Anastrina didn't know whether it was a simple complaint or a sigh of relief, "I thought the ruins I entered were fake..."

"Apart from that, there are other discoveries, about the civilization that built this building, about the delusion, about the power. But now that I think about it carefully, I even feel that even the first one seems to be made up. It’s the same: We have carefully surveyed every corner here, but there are no traces of civilization at all except that fragment of information.”

"Even if you are an elemental creature, you should leave something behind, right?"

"Maybe this is an abandoned stronghold they once had?" Sylvia pondered, looking to Gilenis for advice, "They vacated this place, and it's not surprising that it fell into disrepair in the end, right?"

"But in this case, the documents we found make no sense," Count Richthofen glanced at the vampires, "Why did they keep such important information? Why didn't they keep the others? One I’m afraid there’s no need to arrange the abandoned stronghold like this.”

"And if they want to move, they must have a destination. However, I haven't found any clues. Could it be that you have some?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads. Even they came here by chance. They were so far away from the base. How could they start digging without even knowing what they were looking for?

"There are fragmented records in the elves' collections, but they only say that there was a separation of forces here, and they disappeared soon," Gilenis recalled the past knowledge, but even if the two of her thought about it together, There really aren't too many clues.

It’s not that I didn’t think of it, it’s that I really didn’t. After all, the elves' sphere of influence is still some distance away from here.

"It seems that we can only search separately." The goblin hunter raised his hand and scratched the back of his ear. "I suggest that we divide into two groups, so that we will not be helpless when encountering any emergencies."

It's generally not a good idea to split up in an unknown place, but when there are one or even two powerful mages in the team, it becomes a trivial matter - it's not a big deal, of course Gilennis can take care of both sides, really When even she can't handle it, there's no point in staying together. It's better to search as soon as possible to see if there may still be some lucky pieces left here after so many centuries, waiting for Ron and the others to discover them.

On Ron's side, he, Ivy, Anastrina, and Victoria acted together. Under the priest's magic and Ron's own magic detection, it was basically guaranteed that no corner would be missed. On the other side, there are Sylvia, Dryford, Sera and Gilenis guarding the vampire count. Of course, their power is stronger than Ron's group, so they need to be distracted to look after them. prisoner.

It was impossible to leave him where he was. Ron had seen similar works, and if he turned around and disappeared, it would become a horror story.

"I said, what exactly is a 'clue'?"

An hour later, the barbarian couldn't hold on any longer. She would rather fight with Gilenis than collect fungi here!

"This is nothing but mushrooms, and we are not here to make mushroom soup!"

The Grip of Canglan easily crushed a piece of fungus on the ground into pieces, but underneath it was nothing but soil and more smaller mushrooms. As for any ancient ruins or clues, she didn't see any of them.

"Be patient, Sera," Sylvia comforted her friend, "We haven't fully explored this place yet..."

"Even if you finish reading it, I'm afraid it won't make sense. We searched for it centuries ago. If there are any clues, I'm afraid it won't be your turn."

Count Richthofen's words were not sarcastic, he was telling the truth.

The obvious clues would have been found long ago, and the obscure clues would have been lost in the dust long ago.

"You don't mean to say that the place I've been thinking about is just an empty shell, right?" Sword Song Lion Armor asked back in a bad tone, and the vampire count immediately fell silent.

"So, what we need is the clues that you haven't found, but we can find..." Dreverdo suddenly straightened his back and began to ask himself like a philosopher (goblin philosopher):

What do others have that they don't have?

Divine magic? But Victoria obviously didn't have a good way to deal with it. Anyone who has been to the elves' red mold ruins? The vampire seemed to know something about that place, and he was at least a spellcaster, while Anastria was just a warrior.

Dabai climbed up and down in his clothes, fiddling with his green skin. When the little claws hurt him accidentally, a light suddenly flashed in Driver's big head, and he knew what the vampire count didn't have at that time!

The emerald green energy symbolizing nature enveloped the goblin hunter, and in an instant, several spellcasters lost their position on him at the same time, as if he had completely become a part of the surrounding environment.

"We don't know, but nature must have clues!" The goblin hunter's voice did not come out of his mouth, but echoed in every corner of the building, "Why don't I ask it!" (End of this chapter)