Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

What happened in the north was destined not to spread widely. Ron didn't know what kind of storm the delusional land would face. At this moment, he was in Gilenis's laboratory, having just been liberated from restraint.

"Next time, can you just anesthetize this arm of mine?" Ron moved his arms, shoulders and neck, but the numb areas were far more than that. "Every time, I have to use general anesthesia. I kind of doubt that I can." You will not become resistant to anesthetics because of this..."

"Don't worry, based on the information you provided, I reconfigured six anesthetics corresponding to different 'targets'." Gilenis was still a little uncomfortable when she said "targets", and she glanced at Ron's arm. The jade stone on my head, "Do you feel a little better? How do you feel? Are there any severe rejection reactions?"

"That's not the case." Ron stopped and took a closer look. "At least there are no common symptoms. We should still need to observe it in the future - what adjustments did you make this time?"

"I integrated the amethyst slate from before, and the preface to the weaving method is the same." With Ron's help, the moon elf tidied up the experimental table, "I will take back all the gems you gave away before. , in the name of the previous owner. Now you can use their power directly without taking out the gems."

"The same goes for spell books. Exposed spell books are not a good choice. On the one hand, the target is obvious, and on the other hand, it is easy to waste time during battles or experiments."

Ron nodded. Of the two halves of Gilenis, one used a shoulder armor to carry arcana, and the other used a ball mask. Although a jade stone fused with his own body looked a bit shabby in appearance, But it is even better in terms of concealment.

"Don't think that I am so tasteless," the moon elf saw through Ron's thoughts and laughed, "No matter how familiar you are, I will not just bury a stone in it. Even if it is a test product, it is too crude. A little more.”

"Besides, don't forget what my topic is. A single stone can't help you fight."

"Shouldn't I be able to summon weapons by myself like you?" Ron blinked, "Or, like the Swordsong Gauntlet, this jade can be transformed into armor -"

A sound of metal and gold suddenly sounded from the arm. A large number of precise and gorgeous armor pieces came out of the arm with Ron's thoughts. In a moment, a set of armor covering the arm and even one side of the chest was formed. , and as Ron's idea of ​​"needing a weapon" emerged again, the metal in front melted and reorganized again, and finally extended a deep purple, single-edged scimitar structure.

The scimitar's blade was slightly twisted compared to the standard weapon. Ron could recognize that the arc at the end was closer to the curved blade commonly used by the elves, which was sharper and longer.

"This is……"

"It's easier to tinker with a semi-finished product than to make it all over again," Gilenis explained. "This is re-smelted from amethyst, and when it's in this form, you can release a few more easily." The spell in the gem, but correspondingly, the connection with the preface of the weaving will be weakened. "

"I originally wanted to sew the Siren's Song into it as well, but unfortunately, the guy who made the hand crossbow was not supposed to use the specifications we requested before, so I couldn't smoothly sew it in. "

"It's okay, it's just a crossbow. It's the same thing if I carry it myself." Ron waved his hands quickly. He felt that Gilennis seemed to use his arm as a dimensional bag and put everything in it. The advantage of this is obvious. He no longer has to hang a bunch of things on his body like a grocery seller - clicking on the backpack panel to use props immediately is not an operation that can be done in reality. Even if it can, the capacity of the alchemy backpack It is also quite limited, which will cause him some trouble.

"But, is there any special design here?" Ron looked at the curved blade condensed in his hand, and curiously looked at a conspicuous circular hole, "I have only learned enchanting, and I know nothing about forging. Not much, this is for-"

"It's a missing piece." The moon elf didn't care about Ron's frustration and interrupted him.

"Less?"

"One piece is missing, remember? There is also a radiant gem that has not been recovered," Gilenis shrugged. "This one was in one piece before. Although you brought back a similar style one from the north, it is not the same after all. The one I made originally is still a bit reluctant to be integrated into it, so it would be better to leave it empty and wait until I find it to merge directly into one."

"Ah, I remember," Ron nodded, "I gave that to you before - couldn't I find something suitable to fill it in? I remember that the other ones had some magic props in them."

"That's not the point. The point is that I spent a lot of effort to integrate them into the previous set. Now if I want to add it, it will take a lot of time to run in. I deeply suspect that instead of doing that, it is better to get it back. The original may be faster.”

"That's it," Ron sighed, putting away his new weapons and armor, "But to be honest, we have explored all the places we dreamed of, but we still haven't found anything. We can find traces of that gem. If it is taken out of here like the eclipse gem, where can we find it? "

"You don't have to worry about this," Gillianis said, "I used astrology to predict it before. It should still be in the delusion land, but the location is not very close...ah, someone is looking for you."

A light flashed in the blue eyes of the moon elf lake. It was the security system outside the institute that detected the entry of outsiders.

Under normal circumstances, this system would not send her a message, and when this happened, it meant that someone did not enter from the main entrance, but chose...

"It's me," a thin and pale figure wrapped in a large black cloak appeared from the shadows and landed in front of the two. It was the shadow spirit Yelena, "Lord, there are some situations that I think I need to report to you."

"Please speak." Ron was startled at first, thinking that the lich who had escaped the pursuit of the demon lord had freed up his hands to deal with the Green Swamp Town, but seeing that Yelena's expression under the shadow of the hood was normal, he was also slightly relieved.

"Do you still remember Glenn, the cultist who 'turned to the right path'?"

"Of course I remember. In fact, he was the one who received me when I went to the church these days," Ron nodded. "Don't tell me that he was pretending to convert, but he was still secretly worshipping the devil."

"That's not the case," Yelena shook her head. "Sweet words may confuse others, but the essence of magic cannot be changed, and it can be easily seen through."

"They probably have no intention of returning to the arms of the devil, but some of his companions may not think so." (End of this chapter)