Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

The shadow of the black dragon hovered around Louis Bode, and the wings filled with death and gray breath resisted most of the damage for him, but even so, the funeral bishop could still feel that his life was slowly and steadily fading away.

Although it was impossible to admit it verbally, the facts proved that his so-called "master", the dragon lich, had indeed not reached the realm of gods. Even if it was just one step away, the gap between them was a world of difference.

As the shadows of the black dragons around him became more and more shaky, Louis Bode confirmed this idea-this meant that when his master succeeded, bishops like him would definitely be able to obtain more powerful power and protection, but it also meant... tonight would be particularly long for him.

"But... it's always darkest before dawn, isn't it?" Louis Bode muttered to himself, and the shadows of the warriors around him burned up one after another, launching a final charge towards the ignorant people who besieged him.

Ron, who was unable to join the battle because he was distracted by controlling the shadow guards, immediately discovered something wrong: when the bald guy burned his spell, the shadow guards he controlled were also losing their lives at the same time!

No. Ron soon found out that he was wrong. These original captives lost not only their lives - their souls were dissipating and gathering in the direction of Louis Pod!

"You can only leave when I tell you to leave!" Ron said in a low voice. He decisively gave up maintaining the original spell and drew runes in the air, smashing them towards the thirteen shadow guards who were gradually dying, "Strip!"

From another perspective that can observe the flow of arcane energy, the connection between these shadow guards and Louis Pod, which was originally vague but now gradually strengthened, was actually cut off!

"This is impossible!" As the person involved, Louis Bode immediately noticed something was wrong. "My Lord protects their souls, just as he protects me! How could you cut off the connection between us so easily?!"

Ron, who was standing outside the spell-invalidating barrier, shook his hands, and a puff of black smoke dissipated with the wind as the ash runes hidden in it dissipated: "Why? Of course, it's because these are not your powers - they don't even belong to that lich."

This is the power of the ash rune. Of course, the other party can't leave such a useful thing on only one bishop. As Ron expected, there are traces of these runes on Louis Bode's body.

It's just that these runes are much stronger than those on his colleagues, and they are not even on the same level. Therefore, even if Ron knows the operation rules of these runes better than Louis Bode, he can't directly strip the power of the runes from him, and can only block them at the end.

Ron did not rashly explore the power of the other party, after all, the shadow of the black dragon was still hovering above the shiny head, but even with a simple peek, Ron found that the ash runes the other party had might even be less than 20% less than that of Exuri - why is this so?

Is this "bishop" more respected than the previous one? Or is his own strength not enough to stand at the level of bishop, so he needs such "special care"?

Ron intuitively thought it was the latter, because this person has not really "taken action" so far. If he still intends to hide his weakness at this point, it would be too insidious.

Ron thought about it, and with the voice transmission of Simo beside him, he had a plan.

"Sylvia, remove the barrier!" Ron waved his hand violently in the direction of the vampire, and one of his arms was immediately covered with a layer of tight armor, and his five fingers were combined to become a sword blade, "Let me tell you what is the real power that belongs to you!"

Although according to strict standards, this is not considered "your own power".

The shadows of two shadow guards, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Ron under the command of Louis Bode, but Ron just waved the sword in his hand, and the six energy colors that burst out simultaneously instantly killed the shadow that became a spent force due to lack of replenishment, and two almost imperceptible gray mists flew out and flowed quietly in the air.

As the barrier dissipated, Louis Bode noticed something that might exist there, but Ron did not intend to give him any opportunity to observe or reflect on himself, and rushed to Louis Bode in a blink of an eye. When another phantom was annihilated, Ron had to retreat several meters away because of the fight with the phantom of the giant dragon.

Ron's face became a little solemn: if he looked at the black dragon lich with the eyes of a god, it was undoubtedly not qualified, but its power was still objectively not to be underestimated. Even with just such a tattoo, it actually blocked Ron's fatal blow for Louis Pod. He would not wait for the plan to be implemented. It was not his style to give the other party a chance to breathe. If he hadn't taken the black dragon and needed to stop it, he would have taken Louis Pod's head now.

But this also made him roughly understand the remaining power and counterattack range of the phantom. Since it was difficult to kill it directly, he could use the plan - and by the way, he could force out the trump cards that the other party might have.

This person is far from the concept of a gentleman, and Ron had to be careful of him, lest he leave behind any unfortunate "backhand" after his death. Originally, this kind of inspection could only wait for Gillianis to take action, but since there was a ready-made candidate on the scene, it would be better to solve it on the spot.

With this in mind, Ron rushed up again, acting like a reckless person who was eager for quick success, and even deliberately avoided Sera's cooperation that could destroy everything.

Louis Bode stared at the alienated weapon in Ron's hand, constantly filling it with the few remaining afterimages to hinder Ron's radical steps, but this was just a stopgap measure. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he could hardly continue to persist, and Louis Bode himself knew this without a doubt.

But the difference was that the funeral bishop clearly understood the purpose of this delay - Ron guessed correctly, his strength was indeed more than what he showed.

But the problem is that it takes a long time to prepare such a large-scale ceremony. He needs at least two or three minutes to fully activate the ancient ceremony from the oracle, but there are only three "sides" left of the spiritual shield wall that can resist damage and impact.

What's more fatal is that even if he has more warrior phantoms, he can't completely block the opponent's sword. Ron launched attacks again and again, and each time he would try his best to cut a sword on the black dragon phantom - Louis Bode, his lord's protection is being deliberately consumed until it gradually becomes transparent! (End of this chapter)