Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Looking at the black mist flowing around the broken spirit body, Ron suddenly had some ideas.

"Gillianis, do you remember that you are in the blood of Exuri..."

"Ashes rune?" The moon elf immediately understood Ron's intention. As she changed her gestures several times towards the "prisoner", the cage immediately underwent changes visible to the naked eye, and the changes that were even greater than the spells were undoubtedly caused by the The spirit body imprisoned inside, "This person's soul has special protection, and there is no way to obtain his memory and knowledge through conventional channels. But your idea may be useful. The only problem is that this guy's body may not be that rich." amount of runes.”

Ash runes are not abstract and random graffiti. They have the property of expressing meaning, but this property can only be revealed after the type and quantity reach a certain level. Even within Exuri's body, they have not been able to decipher enough samples to decipher the meaning.

If there are only a few types of runes inside the spirit body, the information that can be obtained is only slightly more than none at all.

"I'll ensure stability." Ron immediately took action, stabilizing the "captive" who could be wiped out at any time while Gilenis analyzed the internal structure of the spirit body. As the two people's arcane skills unfolded, the spirit body The fragment immediately let out a shrill scream, and its appearance was even more distorted to the point of being distorted - if there were still an entity that could write eighteen tragic words on the ground.

But unfortunately, it is just a spirit body, not even complete. Even though it is extremely dissatisfied with its situation, it cannot even commit suicide. The two hand structures are so nihilistic that they can dissipate at any time. She waved in the air, trying to collect the escaping black mist, but this did not stop one rune after another from forming in Gilennis' hands.

"This... what is this?" Grant and others stared dumbfoundedly at Gilenis and Ron. They didn't know what the Ash Rune was, and they didn't understand the meaning of this. They just knew One thing - this spirit looks really miserable...

"Your Excellency Lord...is this some kind of torture?" Larissa couldn't help but shuddered and looked at Grant for help, even though the latter was also confused, "When we dealt with those two cultists yesterday, It doesn’t seem like—”

"Those two are just physically in pieces..." Suholu murmured. Compared to physical torture, torture at the soul level will undoubtedly bring huge psychological pressure to them. After all, the demon before them The Lord Master is an expert in this area.

Ron, who was engrossed in the fragments of the spiritual body, did not realize at all that his status in the minds of these cultists who had survived the disaster had unknowingly risen to the same level as their former sect master.

"It's just?" Dreyfus bared his teeth and threatened, "That was because Ron wanted to take care of you yesterday! He usually uses his soul as food for wine - the kind of person who drinks three souls in one drink!"

"ah?"

There is no psychological burden for the goblin hunter to brag and lie, but Victoria can't stand it. As a clergyman, Pastor Heim, who generally knows about Ron's connection with the gods, quickly stood up to smooth things over: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Sir Ron is very decent. Gentleman, he just sent the souls of those villains to death..."

"ah?!"

Ivy and Sylvia on the side slapped their foreheads with 99% synchronicity: "Isn't this getting darker and darker..."

The land of death is not a "promised land" like the kingdom of God. It's hard to say which one is worse, going there or serving food and drinks to people - after all, the latter is more or less a short-term pain.

"Okay!" Suddenly, Gilenis's eyes flashed, and with a short and powerful chant, the surrounding arcane energy condensed into a solid entity again, turning into a smaller and stronger illusory cube, which had been torn to pieces. The dying fragments of the spirit body were contained again, and in her other palm, as the black mist dissipated, several runes were held up steadily, slowly spinning and floating.

Fortunately, this spirit body is so solid. Ron can feel that its current state is more than just one, but even so, it can actually maintain its existence instead of dissipating in the wind.

"It seems to be much more stable this time." Ron stopped his hand and raised his eyes to examine the runes intercepted by Gilenis. "It would be great if the body of Exuri could be so obedient at that time."

Now the runes in the young dragon's body have buried themselves deep in the bloodline and even the lowest level of the soul. Unless Axuri is dissected and sliced ​​at the soul level, it is impossible to find them again.

"The young dragon is also a real giant dragon," the moon elf couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he thought of this. "The ones in his bloodline are not at the same level as these ones, both in terms of strength and purity."

"You said before that you could use those 'original' Ash Runes to fight against the God Heir? What you extracted from this guy's body may not even be able to deal with ordinary giants."

"Why?" Sylvia was puzzled, "I heard that this thing is not part of a system? Why is there still a difference between strong and weak? Is it possible that this is extremely complicated and is used to distinguish between three, six, and nine grades? The runes themselves need to be divided into three, six or nine levels?"

"You can understand it this way," Gilenis glanced at the vampire, "Actually, this is easy to explain: in a language, different words play different roles in sentences and contexts. Think about the three What do the runes mean?”

"Essence, tailoring..."

"It's either a noun or a verb, right? But the ones here should all be considered as 'prepositions' or 'particles' - can there be no difference in the power contained in them?"

Sylvia opened her mouth: "Ah, that makes sense - isn't it?"

The dhampir frowned and thought for a while: "I know a lot of languages ​​anyway. No matter what language family they are in, these words are hard to form a sentence and express the complete meaning, right? What does that dragon lich mean by stuffing these things into it?"

"Is it possible that the information is incomplete?" As the nominal priest of Tymora in the church and the "arch" bishop in reality, Bunny put forward her own opinion, "After all, I heard you say that this is just a fragment."

"The spirit is not the body, and there is no such high-precision differentiation," the moon elf shook his head, "Although it is just a fragment, as long as it is operated properly, more than 70% of the information can still be obtained - can you think of a few sentences with 70% prepositions and particles, and can clearly express the meaning?"

Anyway, it is hard to find in Elven language, and there are few in Dwarven language.

"Actually, I think there is another possibility..." Driver raised his hand, "Maybe the lich didn't intend to express his full meaning at all, he just wanted to make a mark-" (End of this chapter)