Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

The dark alley was so long that it seemed that there was no end to it. Constance even suspected that the length of the alley was slightly longer than the diameter of Green Swamp Town.

But if that was true, how did that damn Evander Holt not get discovered when he built it? Even after it was built, she didn't even notice it at all?

This is unreasonable!

The half-elf staggered, and a dagger flew out from somewhere behind her and pierced her shoulder. As the attack hit, the assassin's strange and disgusting laughter rang in the alley for the third time, sometimes far and sometimes near.

It was a killer with clown paint on his face, wearing a funny circus costume. At the beginning, Constance fought with him twice, and the opponent's ability to fight head-on was poor, but when he suddenly disappeared from her sight, Constance found that her situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

There were magic boxes with strange laughter everywhere, and from time to time in the darkness, a poisoned flying knife that didn't hit the target flew out, and... those substitutes that looked exactly like the assassin, but could explode at any time and anywhere.

Constance gritted her teeth and reached out to pull out the flying knife behind her. When she did all this, the other party did not stop her. The clown seemed to be watching her like this, waiting for her to walk into the deepest part of the alley, holding the hope that there might be an exit at the end of the alley and finally being poisoned to death.

Constance felt that she had completely figured out the guy's tricks, but what was the use? She had no way not to walk into the trap designed by the other party - the clown, the clown Evander and their clown accomplices were on the back road.

There should be a very powerful spellcaster among them, or he has been planning this for a long time, otherwise those Yungang thugs would never appear here.

After all, according to Shuke, the tribes in the north have almost blocked the way in and out.

On the top of the tower, Gillianis stared at the man opposite with cold eyes. If her memory was not too bad, he should be called Mark, and he was the follower of Evender.

She had already noticed Evender's intention the moment the clown showed up, but at the same moment, this man appeared here and blocked her.

The moon elf's hand slowly stroked the scales on the top of Exuri's head, and the black dragon baby grinned at the other party, but Mark did not show any vigilance, his eyes were only on Gillianis.

"Gillianis Galanold, the former chief wizard of the Hailan Empire," Mark spoke in a hoarse voice, which was completely different from his previous voice. "I have no intention of fighting with you. I know my own strength. I just want to tell you that it is not a bad thing for the Holt family to take over here. Compared with Ron, a peasant, it is obviously a wise move for him to continue to cooperate with us."

"I remember that you judged Ron before that he should be a nobleman from an unknown family. Has your conclusion changed?" Gillianis asked, her long eyelashes fluttering twice.

"That's the young master's conclusion, not mine," Mark shook his head slightly, "I've spent most of my life in the midst of storms and waves, and it's not hard to see how much that little guy is like - he lacks a lot of aristocratic habits, some of which are hard for him to hide no matter how hard he tries."

"He may have received some good education, but he is definitely not an aristocrat. Compared to cooperating with such a person, you might as well-"

"Dealing with someone like you who has never received any education?" Gillianis sneered, "Taking advantage of the master's rebellion and breaking into my wizard tower without my permission, I will never work with someone like you. Your only value is to be my specimen on my operating table."

"As for that ignorant kid, I will only keep his brain at most to see what lesion caused him to have such an unrealistic ambition!"

The time in the wizard tower stopped instantly, and a sword-shaped force field appeared in Gillianis's hand, slashing down on Mark's head.

A mage like her is definitely not someone who can be provoked casually, and when she is in the mage tower, the lunatics who dare to break in are even rarer, and their endings are no exception.

All are going to die!

"Is that so..." A sigh came from Mark's body, and Gillianis's expression changed slightly, but she had already drawn her sword and slashed it down. The force field easily split Mark's head, but the feeling of doing it made the moon elf a little strange.

It was too easy, it felt like... an empty shell.

"You dare!"

In the blink of an eye, the moon elf face on the shoulder suddenly shouted loudly, and the words were like a law. Under the command, a human figure in stealth was instantly stopped in place by it. When Gillianis turned the blade and slashed it, a faint green blood spurted out, and the figure also retreated and disappeared again.

"I knew you could stop time," Mark, whose head was chopped off, was still able to speak, even though the inside of his head was empty, "but normally, you wouldn't choose to stop the time of the entire world, which gives me an opportunity."

"What a pity, what a pity... I didn't expect that there was such a thing on your shoulder. Is this your spell book?"

Gillianis did not answer. She was very upset about the near-attack. As her eyes flickered, the entire tower lit up with arcane light. Countless high-level magics were directed inwards, towards the transparent attacker and Mark, who was only a layer of skin. They had nowhere to hide.

The moon elf was not bragging when she claimed to be the most powerful wizard in the world. However, after a moment, the tower had returned to its original state, and the uninvited guest was gone without a trace of smoke. This was the so-called ashes.

However, Gillianis did not relax her vigilance. She looked around and observed the alley that trapped Constance and had an infinite extension effect due to the spell. Everything seemed to be fine.

But still... not right.

Aik'Zuri didn't understand what his moon elf teacher was thinking. He raised his head and arched towards the moon elf's hand. However, with this action, the elven master's five fingers suddenly closed and pressed down on the young dragon's crown without mercy!

With a light "snap" sound, the surrounding scenery was shattered like a mirror. Gillianis looked at the reappearing wizard tower and the intact intruder inside with a cold gaze, and launched another attack. (End of this chapter)