Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"Damn it, they ran away, ran away!"

About ten minutes later, Sera, who had just emerged from the dark spell, was furious. Her arms, exposed to the air, were covered in blood and flesh. Those were the injuries caused by the dagger cloud.

People in the dark spell had almost no sense of direction. Coupled with the interference of the dagger cloud, several people were dragged until the spell time was about to end before they rushed out.

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"We don't have so many spellcasters, and we are not as strong as them," Victoria also came out in a bit of embarrassment. Her leather round shield bought from Fromm Town was full of scratches. "If it weren't for the large number of slaves in their hands, they might have chosen to continue fighting instead of retreating."

The number of slaves escorted by the other side was almost equal to the number of slaves. Every loss of a trader made the possibility of slaves escaping or rebelling a little greater. In this way, even if Ron and others were defeated, it would be meaningless.

The other party is a businessman, and what they value most is goods and commodities.

"Maybe we can use this, hiss..." Ron covered his face. He had no protective gear in his hands that could block. Just now, he was cut on the cheek by the dagger cloud in the dark.

"They won't go far away, and they need to rest and recover their energy before they can face the dangers that may exist at any time in the Delusion Land."

"You mean we should raid their camp?" Ivy said with some embarrassment, "But we also need to rest - mainly you and Victoria."

"There is no time for that," Ron shook his head, "The number and quality of the other party's spellcasters are greater than ours. It will not do us any good to delay the other party's recovery. Now our hope can only be placed on you."

"Don't worry, Chief!" Sera spat at the dead scout on the ground, "They really pissed me off!"

"I can also participate in the battle," Victoria waved the mace in her hand, "Sera, take some healing potions first, you will definitely be the main force later."

Ron and his friends carried normal healing potions when they went out. Ron's weak potions were very effective in daily life, but they seemed a bit cumbersome in adventures.

"It seems that I am the only one who cannot participate in the battle normally," Ron laughed self-deprecatingly, "but it doesn't matter, I just have a plan."

"Whatever the plan is, you have to hurry up, boss," Driver came out of the woods. He was the only one who was not covered by the dark magic just now, "The traces they left are disappearing quickly. If we don't act now, we will really lose our target!"

Under Driver's leadership, the group followed the traces that were no longer so obvious. Compared with Bakoyannis and others who had ten slaves to guard, they had the advantage of being lightly equipped.

Soon, not far from a puddle temporarily formed by the gathering of rainwater, Ron and others saw the slave traders again.

"Be careful, alarm spell," Victoria looked around carefully, "There should be some spells left among their spellcasters."

"It's okay, can you help me mark the location of the alarm spell?"

Ron surveyed the terrain around him and reached out to Ivy: "Lend me the gem."

Spells can only exert their most powerful power in the hands of spellcasters, and now it's time for him to use the energy inside.

"Is the range too large?" Ivy asked worriedly, "Maybe innocent people will be hurt..."

Although the situation is forced, if the slaves are really killed, there is nothing to do, but if possible, Ivy still hopes to avoid this from happening as much as possible.

"No, no," Ron smiled and waved his hand. He used the weaving preface to explore it. The gem has a complete charge, "My target is not the camp, you are."

"What do we need to do? You tell me!" Sera's eyes were fixed on the people in the camp not far away.

"What you have to do is very simple: once the other side has personnel transfer, rush in immediately; and what I have to do is to make the other side transfer personnel."

The tiger away from the mountain. The trick is not new, as long as it works.

"No, you can't be their opponent alone!" Ivy didn't like this suggestion, "They will catch you!"

Six lightning bolts don't mean sitting back and relaxing, and the wizard without shelter and protection is still fragile and vulnerable.

"But they want to be alive, not dead," Ron smiled, "They will be interested in my price."

"As for whether I will be caught and what to do after being caught, it depends on you."

After that, Ron put away the gems, crouched down and went straight to the camp of the dark circles.

"What a damn bad luck!" A guard in the camp rubbed his big bald head angrily, "Tom died just like that, and we escaped!"

"This is not an escape, but a wise retreat," Bakoyannis looked at his men with a gloomy face, "Our job is to escort these slaves. It is the most stupid behavior to lose sesame seeds for watermelons for the so-called huge bounty - if we suffer heavy losses and lose the goods, even if we escort one or two of their members back, can we be exempted from punishment?"

"That elf is not our boss!"

When Bakoyannis mentioned the "boss", several people shuddered: "Okay, you are right. But what about those guys? Is Tom's matter just over?"

"How is that possible?" Bakoyannis snorted, "I won't say that - go back and ask them to transfer two more teams, I don't believe we can't take them down!"

"Then you'll have to hand over the bounty to someone else." A spellcaster said.

"It's better than losing soldiers and generals - don't always take risks, otherwise you should be on an equal footing with me now -"

Bakoyannis suddenly stood up, and a string in her mind suddenly broke, that was the alarm she set up was triggered by someone!

"Dinglinglinglingling--" At the same time as the mentally triggered alarm sounded, there was also a series of sound alarms.

When the slave traders in the camp looked in the direction of the sound source, Ron was sneaking into the camp and trying to untie a slave.

"Hehehehe...hi?"

Ron waved his hand, and Bakoyannis saw that in Ron's palm, a blue-purple gem held by his thumb suddenly burst into a brilliant electric light!

"Lightning beam! Goodbye!"

In order to avoid the slaves, Ron hit the empty space with the lightning beam, then turned around and ran away, disappearing into the woods in a blink of an eye.

"Idiots! What are you still standing there for?" Bakoyannis was frightened and angry, "Chase!"