Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"No matter how interesting a mortal is, he is still just a mortal after all."

The Lord of Nessus sneered: "Mortals are not worth wasting my eternal life on. If you want to join my plan, you must at least be a demigod."

For example, the new member he recently recruited, a former angel, Zariel, is now the commander of the Blood War and the lord of Avernus.

"I want to remind you, Gracia, our goal is to bring all the worlds into our order, not to destroy the world and leave only our order. That is what the insects in the abyss would do."

"So, expand the scope a little more."

"You-you wouldn't..." Gracia's face changed after hearing Asmodeus' words, "You wouldn't cooperate with 'those guys'?"

"No, this is not your style," she denied this guess herself, "Then, it should be those gods who are not powerful enough, for example, gods who are only believed in one or several worlds."

"And that moon elf is the top wizard in her world, so the one who came forward to influence should be..."

Gracea's eyes lit up; "Those three magic goddesses!"

"Damn it, you old guy, what agreement did you reach with them to let them interfere with me?"

"I still like your pretended politeness." Asmodeus' figure gradually dissipated on the spot. He did not answer, and no longer gave Gracia the opportunity to pursue.

"Did he sneak back to Nessus on the ninth floor..." Gracia snorted. As the "father" left, her mind gradually became clear. "No, he should have just noticed it and didn't really show up. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as just showing up."

"Magic Goddess, Moon Elf... Is this the connection between them? Which goddess is connected to her?"

In the world where Ron is currently, there are three magic goddesses, who are in charge of "laws", "creation" and "knowable" respectively. Their status is like the "past", "present" and "future" in some polytheistic religions. However, Gracia thought carefully and did not find any trace of any of them on Gillianis.

Magicians are mostly non-believers or pan-believers. Most of them respect the magic goddess, and there are few who truly believe in it. The magic goddess does not care about these and allows all spellcasters to cast spells normally. Therefore, almost all spellcasters have more or less traces left by them.

Gillianis was no exception, but the marks were slightly heavier than those of other spellcasters. Before this, Gracia thought that this was the reason why her power was stronger.

But now it seems... there are many doubts!

"Could it be that the three magic goddesses all left marks on the moon elf?" Gracia frowned slightly. To be favored by three gods at the same time, this is not an ordinary mortal.

But soon, another idea came into her mind: "Two Gillianis... Could it be that there are not three magic goddesses, but only one!"

"That moon elf is now two in one, and the god behind her is three in one!" The Grand Duke of Purgatory relaxed his brows, as if everything became clear, "So that's it, it's Him! That moon elf is probably the person he chose, maybe a successor, or maybe just a voter. In short, he specially selected Delusion Land and Ron's group, so that the moon elf can be integrated into it and make plans for her in the future!"

"But unfortunately," Gracia's mouth showed a sly smile, and she flashed and quickly disappeared in the palace and even the entire sixth layer of Purgatory, "No matter what you are planning, you have to make way for me!"

At the same time that Gracia disappeared in her territory, in another plane and another space, three pairs of eyes surging with endless magic energy opened at the same time and looked in a certain direction.

"It's a pity that the candidate has already been chosen, otherwise, I would like to let that mortal from another world get this opportunity." The pair of eyes in the middle seemed to be looking at the New Green Swamp Town in the fantasy land, and Ron and others in the laboratory were reflected in the eyes.

"Extending creation from known laws, and eventually leading the unknown to the known, he..."

"He is not from this world, and he does not meet the requirements," the pair of eyes on the left hand closed slightly, muttering, "Gillianis Galanold is the most suitable candidate, and she herself is also interested in developing in this direction."

"Although two consciousnesses are not enough to completely cover all the laws of magic, it is also possible, as long as a little guidance..."

"Two can be done, why not one?" A sigh sounded under the pair of eyes on the right, "Everything is knowable, even if it is unknown now, there will be a day when it will be known. Can't one consciousness take care of all forms of magic?"

"Aren't there many gods in charge of magic in other worlds..."

"You mean, the one who was demoted to find the slate before?" The left eye blinked, "So they died again and again, generation after generation."

"If it weren't for this catastrophe that was really... difficult to resist, we could have been here all the time, without having to rely on others."

"It's just a different way to achieve the same goal. There's nothing to argue about." At last, the eyes in the middle closed again, ending the discussion. "The original plan remains unchanged. When they finish what they are doing, they will proceed to the next 'reaction'."

"Speaking of which, the information about the future catastrophe should also be sent to other gods. Those gods who cross the world and affect here also need to choose their own spokespersons. After all, according to our calculations, under the impact, many connections with other worlds will inevitably be weakened."

"As a god, I have to fulfill my duties..."

In the temple of New Green Swamp Town, the moon elf seemed to have noticed and raised his head, looking at the shrine belonging to the three magic goddesses. After a while, he had nothing to gain, so he had to give up this meaningless thinking and focus on Ron.

Today is the sixth day that the ghost woman Polly has forcibly extended the lives of those people and horses. It was also in the early morning of this day that Ron finally made the synthesized medicine into a potion and personally delivered it here to feed those people and horses.

"How is it?" Aik'sui, who seemed to have grown up after not seeing him for a few days, squeezed to Ron's side and watched Ron put the potion into the mouth of the centaur leader Zandia. "Why didn't she wake up? Didn't you use my blood?"

The little dragon was very happy that he could participate in the great cause of saving the residents of the entire territory. When Ron asked him for help before, he did not hesitate to draw half a bucket of blood and sent it to him. Now his biggest worry is that Ron did not use the precious blood he contributed.

"I used it, I used it," Ron smiled bitterly and put his hand on the big head of the black dragon. He wanted to push Aik'sui away, but he really didn't have the strength to do so due to severe lack of rest. "Don't worry, it's still an important component!"

Based on the characteristics of the dragon blood he discovered, even if it was of no use for treatment, Ron would add it with a try, anyway, it didn't conflict with other ingredients.

"Stop making noises!" Bunny lowered her voice, and the noisy young dragon immediately became silent. She called a few people over to slightly adjust Zandia's position.

Not long after, a whimpering sound with a hint of horse neighing came from the depths of Zandia's throat. The eyelids of the centaur leader moved slightly, and he opened his eyes with difficulty... (End of this chapter)