Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Did they...die together?" Sylvia murmured, "I didn't expect that even such a behemoth would encounter an opponent."

Along the way, under the diligent guidance of Gilennis's first teacher, Ron and others saw various mutated spores and spiny beasts, but none of them could grow to such a size. . The limits that mortals can reach may not be able to compete with the power of nature itself after all.

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"Perhaps I have read about such a monster in those ancient and unclear records, but I am sure that no page of books has ever mentioned such a giant." Gilenis slowly rose and floated to Surrounding the pair of opponents who were still fighting to the death, he looked at every detail on their bodies, "He is not a giant. What we see on the upper level are all of his species. Those creatures are all adult individuals. Not cubs or even babies.”

"Even among their tribe, he is probably the most special existence. As for this beast..."

The palm covered with sword-singing lion armor stretched out toward the head of the huge spiny beast. A blue light penetrated the mummy, resurfaced a few minutes later, and returned to the hands of the elf archmage again: "It is A thorny beast, no doubt about it.”

"Spinous beasts? Can thorn beasts grow so big?" Anastrina cried out in disbelief, "Don't forget, thorn beasts, like spore people, were born from corpses killed by Gibberellus ! What kind of corpse can give birth to such a big-"

The mercenary stopped because the thing she mentioned was placed in front of her! It is this existence that is bigger than some real giants - even if he does not have a body of flesh and blood, but is only a body of vegetation!

"Isn't it true that such a big man is not an exception?" Dreyfus made an exaggerated gesture. He had stretched his arms as much as possible, but he still could not see the entire giant body in his own field of vision. Including his body, compared to this big guy, he is really too small.

Like a baby? Even an embryo? The goblin hunter tried to use his poor mathematics to describe the proper proportions, but he quickly gave up on the idea.

"If that's the case, Gilennis shouldn't have heard of them, right?" Ron looked at the moon elves, "Even if these creatures have been separated from us for ten centuries, in fact, to the elves, they are not Not too long, right?"

"That's right," Gilenis nodded, "If there really were enough giants that were bigger than them living here, those elves traveling in the world will definitely record a few words, and I will definitely read them. records in this regard.”

"After all, the existence of the Delusion Land is a hot topic for all scholars. Even the fragmented information will be dug out from the pile of old papers and sorted out. But it is very suspicious. So far, I have not read anything similar."

"Maybe it's because the half of your body that was split off by me lost the relevant memories?" There was a burst of ridicule in the sword-song lion armor, but was quickly blocked by his own rhetorical question.

"It's possible that I don't remember it. Do you still remember it?"

"No," Gilennis, the other half in the sword-singing lion armor, snorted, "But look, the scene in front of you is not an illusion, let alone a dream?"

"The facts are here, and they cannot be refuted by 'no records'! So is there a possibility that when I split myself, some of the middle parts were lost?"

Before Sword Song Lion Armor finished speaking, there was only a "click" sound. Sera held half a piece of dry food in her mouth and the other half in her hand. She looked inexplicably at the moon elf who was staring at her in mid-air.

Some scraps fell to the ground when she just broke the dry food, and were quickly eaten up by the unusual fungi.

"What are you doing?" The barbarian swallowed the food in his mouth, then took off his water bag and took a sip. "There's no fighting, and you've been working hard for so long, but you still don't allow me to eat?"

"It's okay," the moon elf licked his lips, turned away and stopped looking at her, "I don't think it is. Is your experimental operation level on the same level as hers?"

"What do you mean-"

"It's quite rare to quarrel with yourself," Ivy stood beside Ron with her arms folded, looking at the mage with whom she was arguing, "but we have already tasted two pairs."

"Actually, everyone has this process, but most people don't put it out in the open." Ron raised his hand and patted the half-elf on the shoulder, "Let's not be idle and take care of these dormant things on the ground. Open the cabins and see what's inside."

It is true that the two giants are too eye-catching in this space, but they are obviously exceptions rather than the norm. If you want to draw some conclusions through the collection and comparison of samples, they will definitely not be the first choice.

Let’s leave the specific issues to be analyzed when the specifics are discussed.

The cabins here are similar to those on the floor above, but everyone has noticed that the metal that makes up these cabins seems to be slightly inferior in material than those above, but on their surfaces, there are some inscriptions that have not been completely erased by time. Go for decorative patterns.

This made Ron and the others confused: if the items had decorative features, it was generally believed that their owners had higher status; but if the items were made of poorer materials, it would be a sign of lower status - so what role did the owners of these cabins play in this entire vegetative society?

"It's not that simple. Do you know the division of labor among us goblins? I think it's about the same," Dreverdo pulled out a mummy from a cabin he opened, reached into the depths of the cabin and fumbled around, and he actually found an irregular piece of gold, "Look! These guys should be rulers or something like that, or like this dead face, a... what's his name, eh, right! Aristocrats!"

"Although they and I are both dead, I really don't think we have anything in common other than that," the vampire count sighed and turned to look at the corpse that Dreverdo had taken out of the cabin, "But... Sir Ron, I think what Mr. Dreverdo said may indeed make sense."

"Please look, are those things stuck in his body structure various metal decorations or something like that?" Richthofen raised his high nose bridge and pointed chin, pointing to the body of the corpse in the air, "If I'm not mistaken, is there a bracelet on his hand?" (End of this chapter)