Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Don't laugh... Don't laugh!"

After a moment, Ron's face flushed as he stared at the dragon in front of him, which had lost its star-studded demeanor just now. He tried his best to keep himself calm and not laugh, but...

It was really hard for people to hold back when the crystal dragon was struck by lightning and turned into a honeycomb coal dragon. Especially when he kept emphasizing that people were not allowed to laugh at him.

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"Damn it! Those damn chisel teeth!" Crest cursed the dragons who were not in the same world as him angrily, "They must have set up extra locks in it! As long as the members who were captured and forcibly absorbed by them tried to crack it, they would be backfired by the runes!"

The runes that Ron showed were related to thunder and lightning, so the form of its triggering punishment was also related to thunder. However, neither Ron nor Krestos had expected that such punishment would come from the sky, by using natural lightning to induce the lightning energy condensed by itself to run wild.

However, this force was obviously not particularly strong. As far as Ron saw, the adult crystal dragon only took a few minutes to heal the injuries on his body. Ten minutes later, his appearance had become as bright and beautiful as before.

"Ahem, this is my first attempt, so I was only given a warning. If I try again, I will suffer a heavy blow," Krestos coughed awkwardly and explained, "But this is because of my shameful identity in the past, and you should not be restricted."

"Come on, I will tell you what I have analyzed. I hope you can understand it as soon as possible, and at least use about 70% of the power. In this way, we will have at least 50% chance of saving your companions."

"Do you need me to tutor you in language courses?"

Although Krestos thought that his strength was not as good as Ron, he also thought that Ron's knowledge accumulation should not be as good as his, so he asked this question.

In this situation, Ron had no awareness of being a "strong man" and immediately agreed. In the cold wind, two figures, one big and one small, sat on the ground in the ruins of Fromm Town, using rubble as pens and ice and snow as paper, and began a round of cramming teaching courses.

Preface to Weaving The pages of the book were constantly turning around beside Ron, leaving lines of rune profiles including Giant Language, Dragon Language, Abyss Language, Purgatory Language and Primal Language. If a later person is lucky enough to find Ron's spell book and decipher the handwriting in it, he will find that if these profiles are spliced ​​together in a three-dimensional angle, they can form a complex and changeable ash rune.

Of course, whether that person can recognize it and whether he can reproduce it and recite it is another matter.

"With Dragon Language and Purgatory Language as the main body and multiple languages ​​as auxiliary, it forms a single rune with multiple effects." As the winter moon rose in the east, Ron looked at the rune that he condensed on his hand, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's hard to say whether the guy who invented this system is a genius, but he is definitely not an ordinary person."

This brain circuit alone is different from that of ordinary people. Ron has only heard of a similar text, which was designed by a huge ancient empire without magic for territorial management.

"Not an ordinary dragon either," Klesto snorted, "Those associations that attribute the existence of dragons to a single spirit are mostly a little bit wrong with their brains, and even several dragon gods are reluctant to deal with them."

"But that's not important anymore. What's important is that you have taken the most difficult step! You condensed this rune yourself! Come on, let me see how much you have mastered it now?"

The crystal dragon's tail swept away a large piece of snow behind him. He stood up suddenly and looked down at Ron who seemed to be still in deep thought. The light around him illuminated the surrounding environment, making it as bright as day. Even if Ron did not use dark vision, he could still move normally.

"Thunder, scales, tight..." Ron repeated the meaning of each profile in the rune. This step was particularly important to him. It was like repairing a complex and delicate instrument. Not only did you have to learn how to disassemble it, but you also had to learn how to put it back together, and then disassemble and install the result you installed again. Only by doing this repeatedly could you truly understand the instrument.

Of course, the premise is that you must know everything clearly whether you disassemble or install it. It is not good to have fewer screws or more nuts, and it will not help improve your skills.

The same applies to this set of ash runes.

"Even if you keep repeating it until dawn, you might as well try it yourself!" Klesto was a little impatient. He took the initiative to ask the other party to practice with him, so why didn't this human respond!

"Hurry up--"

"Go!" Ron's eyes suddenly flashed, and in an instant, the rune in his hand that he condensed without the black mist and bloody smell immediately turned into a snake-shaped lightning, shooting from top to bottom towards the crystal dragon's brow!

Although this lightning looked even less powerful than the three-ring lightning beam, both Ron and Crestor realized that its actual power was probably even better than the six-ring chain lightning!

"How can you sneak attack!" Klesto's huge body instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared in an open space 20 meters away. The speed of its transmission surprised Ron. The spell it displayed was something Ron had never seen before. Judging from the energy fluctuations it caused, it seemed that what Klesto displayed was not arcane or divine magic.

"This is a psychic step," the crystal dragon narrowly avoided the lightning snake that was above it, and only breathed a sigh of relief after it was teleported out. "We gem dragons are not as strong as metal dragons and color dragons. If we want to survive, we have to have some tricks, and this is one of them."

"And you just dared to sneak attack me! See how I fight back!"

The crystal dragon opened its mouth after saying this, and a blazing starlight condensed and formed in its mouth, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a bright beam of light, which fell towards Ron. This was not the end of its attack. The wings behind Crestor exploded, and while hitting the ice and snow on the ground, it pulled the dragon's body up and jumped up, and a pair of front claws smashed towards Ron.

"Look at my starlight shooting, and this! I call this move the death god's sky!"

Crestor did not use his full strength. If Ron could not resist with runes, this human wizard would probably use his own spell, and then Crestor himself would be more likely to be injured. That is why the crystal dragon has more opportunities to pay attention to the surrounding environment when it pounces down.

Then he saw that with Ron's finger hook, the lightning snake that had been shot out just now turned in the air, turned back quickly, and stretched between Ron and the dragon to transform into a more sturdy human shape.

"Congeal!"

"Sizzle--Snap!" (End of this chapter)