Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Haim...what's going on?!"

Victoria opened her eyes in astonishment and tried to use other magic to reverse the process. However, all her efforts were in vain - just like the night that gradually spread in the sky, her twilight also fell into darkness. middle.

"It seems that your god cannot give you power in another god's kingdom, little priest!" Martha grinned, even if her next attack was blocked by the opponent's kite-shaped shield, because This means that the opponent's magic can no longer work as usual. "Recognize the reality! This is my Lord's kingdom of God on earth!"

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"Fuck you Lich!" Sera's angry curse came, and the Grip of the Canglan slashed down on the bald head, "Just rely on it?! Just rely on you!"

"Don't say that your 'lord' is just a lich now. Even if he is a real god, he may not be able to block the power of other gods." Ron's voice came from behind, and the surging waves wrapped around lightning like lightning. The sharp weapon came, and the subtle fluctuations in it affected the nerves of the cultists.

"Presumptuous-" A scimitar appeared in Martha's hand, allowing her to resist the violent barbarians even when her companions were not around, "blasphemer, you deserve to die!"

At the same time, Wright, who disappeared when the darkness spread, strangely appeared behind Ron. The heavy gloves in his hands did not make any sound or power, and quietly approached Ron at an extremely fast speed. The back of the head.

Imagining the young lord's head exploding like a juicy fruit, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the cultist. This move was a blessing from his "god", which could make him silently Defeat those tough enemies with one blow without rest, and you will never miss - as long as they don't know your power.

This was a despicable attack that was almost unsolvable in the first battle. It helped Wright kill many enemies of the Order, and even competitors within the Order, and finally allowed him to ascend to the position of "Skeleton Collector" , becoming a high-level "cleric" in the Gray Ruins Dragon Guild.

Although killing Ron and completely subverting his territory is not the main mission of the two of them, these seemingly ragtag mortals have quite a few flaws. Wright feels that this can be an opportunity to try to be loyal to the Lord.

Yet he was destined to fail.

"Aww-wow--" A horrifying howl rang out in the darkness around him without warning. Wright saw that the vampire, who had nothing special about him except his body, suddenly turned around. He picked up his head and stared at his body with a pair of scarlet eyes.

She can see herself!

Wright was horrified and did not dare to continue testing. However, huge monsters with close to two digits emerged from the surrounding air. They were shaped like pitch-black hounds, but had human-like faces. They howled toward them. He pounced on him!

Damn it, why are there night hounds here? !

"When you think you are a hunter in the dark, you have already become the prey." Sylvia's face showed a trace of ridicule. The other party's concealment power was very good, but she could not see through it, but it did not mean the real darkness. Hunters can't find it either. "Darkness envelopes every living being equally, and exploiting it is no one's expertise."

Is it her? ! Wright struggled to escape from the siege of night hissing hounds. These hounds may not be stronger than the undead creatures below the mountain and the orcs on the mountain, but their weird characteristics make the grapplers never choose to fight them. The cultists reunited with the help of Pao Ze. Now those hidden ambushers turned into besiegers on the surface, constantly threatening and roaring at the two cultists.

"What a shame," Martha glanced at Wright, "You couldn't even touch a hair on that guy."

Wright's eyes kept moving following the actions of the opponents around him. He pursed his lips and did not argue with Martha - both he and she knew that when the other party had more eyes, claws and teeth, even if It is the most foolproof attack, and the chance of success is extremely slim.

As these mortals who are destined to offer fuel for their Lord's ascension to the gods say: The Lord has not yet achieved the last step - so the power available to them as believers is relatively limited. It's true that he can deal with ordinary mortals, but it's a bit reluctant to have a head-on conflict with these few in front of him.

But fortunately, they believe in more than one person - otherwise, the dragon lich would have been unable to hide until today without being caught.

Wright and Martha looked at each other, and then simultaneously let out a sharp scream that ordinary people could not hear! What followed was that their flesh and blood quickly expanded and twisted!

Wright's eyes rolled from their sockets to the ground like glass beads, while the iron chain gloves on his hands shattered inch by inch, revealing two huge and bloodshot eyeballs, and dozens of tentacles burst out. , rewinding towards Ivy and Sera who were closest to the front; Martha's flesh and blood body collapsed and dissipated, revealing the spirit body inside that looked like stains and shadows, and streaks of strange blue-black fluid were there like snakes. The surface that can no longer be called flesh crawls over quickly, corroding, healing, and releasing unreasonable mist in this contradiction.

"Are they sacrificing themselves to hell?!" Ivy swung her sword and cut off several tentacles in front of her with flames, but these bloody horrors were inexhaustible and continued to extend from around Wright's eyes. And this was not the most fatal part. The chaotic rays that kept rushing from the eyes to the world were their biggest threat. Those rays were not real spells, but pure chaotic energy, with destructive power that shocked Ron. Even Ivy's tower shield could not withstand such erosion and had partially disintegrated.

On the other side, Victoria's defense also became difficult. The spirits transformed by the cultists were incredibly swift and cunning. Even though the divine defenses were almost impeccable, they would still be eroded and corrupted. The priest's temples were covered with beads of sweat, and the holy emblem in his hand was almost running to the extreme.

Driver's support in the dark never stopped, but the current situation was obviously not something a ranger could control. His arrows and divine arts were useless. The two demons transformed from cultists - Ron was sure that they had turned into this kind of enemy - did not fall for his tricks at all.

"Close to the truth." Just when Ivy had to expose herself to those tentacles and rays to protect Sera, a barrier of nothingness was built in front of her, blocking the fatal blow for the half-elf. The slightly broken body of the foul moth appeared beside them, flapping its wings. It was her masterpiece.

"But it's not hell. They sacrificed themselves to the master of the abyss." (End of this chapter)