Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 126: Kobold Canyon

"You should be content, You," Exuri came out of the nest, "I don't have such powerful magic. If it weren't for my teacher, you would still be a skull."

"Even if it's just a temporary body, it's already pretty good."

"As for you," the young black dragon turned his head and looked at Ron and the others, "I will go with you."

"Want to see the treasure left by the green dragon?" Ron was not surprised by Exuri's decision. Rather, it was more surprising that he could endure until now. "There probably isn't much treasure there. After all, it's been so many years."

The self-proclaimed owners come and go so delusional that if there was anything good there, it would have been divided up long ago.

“It’s not that easy,” Exuri snorted. “Dragons are the most powerful creatures in the world. As they grow older, their power will continue to expand. This power will not only be reflected in the individual strength of the dragon clan, but will also affect our nests and the surrounding environment.”

"An old green dragon. I'm guessing its lair is more powerful than you guys. It won't be easy to empty it."

"But compared to this, I am more worried about other dangers you may encounter..."

The young dragon once again moved away from its nest, through the nearby swamps and jungles, and moved down the river. The surrounding terrain gradually became drier.

The jagged rock walls bulge on both sides, with strange yellow-green crystals hanging on them, forming a collapsed canyon in the middle. When the wind blows, you can hear sad and strange tunes coming out of the holes in the surrounding rock walls.

"What is this place?" Victoria looked around warily. "It doesn't look like it was formed naturally."

"Of course not," the young black dragon approached the crystals on the rock wall with longing, stretched out its tongue and licked them, "Do you see these crystals? They are from the strong acid breath of a powerful copper dragon a long time ago. It shaped its territory into this shape, and the traces left by its attack when dealing with invaders have not been eliminated until today."

"Copper Dragon, aren't there too many dragons here?" Sera reached out and stroked the weathered rock wall. "Are you sure?"

"My teacher confirmed it," Exure shook his body. "The copper dragon lived for a long time after abandoning its lair. She transformed herself into a dragonborn bard and traveled around the world. Finally, she died in Avernus during an adventure across planes with her companions. My teacher's friends snatched back her body and buried it."

"And as for her deserted lair, now—"

“Guga!!!”

On the rock wall, a roar that sounded almost like a dragon's roar but with a strange pronunciation was heard, and following the roar, a bright flame exploded less than ten meters in front of Ron and the others, and the huge fireball almost swallowed them up.

The burning sand and stone chips, accompanied by the heat waves, hit Ron's body, making it difficult for him to even open his eyelids, let alone make a corresponding reaction.

"Ever since the Kobolds learned how to cast Fireball, they haven't been cute at all..."

In a trance, Ron heard Axuri mutter something, and then the words in his mouth quickly turned into a low and majestic roar. Ron could barely make out what he was saying because he had learned a little second-hand dragon language from Sylvia.

"Don't do it, it's not the enemy, it's me!" "Ga? Ga-ga-ga!"

Aik'Zuri's roar was soon responded to. In the caves above the rock wall, small creatures with grid-like red-brown scales crawled out one after another. Among them, one with a red rag tied on its head and a wooden stick in its hand was particularly conspicuous.

Dog-headed people, these smallest dragon creatures have a name that is completely inconsistent with their actual identity. Ron also doesn't remember how this name was translated in his previous life.

But in fact, they have almost nothing to do with dogs, dog heads and desert death gods. They are a group of cold-blooded, egg-laying, scaly and gregarious small reptiles with an unclear connection with the dragon clan.

The kobolds firmly believe that they were created by Tiamat from the blood of dragons, and the evidence is their own reptilian appearance (they call themselves dragons). They do speak an incomplete version of the dragon language, and some individuals can even make dragon roars.

"Great Exure!"

That particular kobold slid down the rock face with the others and knelt before Exthuri, who, though still a young dragon, was already a huge beast to them.

"We thought it was the invaders, and we didn't realize it was you..."

"I pardon you," Exuri magnanimously raised a paw and gently stepped on the back of the special kobold. "By the way, let me introduce you to this ally I mentioned, Ron. You should respect them as much as you respect me, because they have the same powerful strength as me."

"As you say--"

"Ron, this is Moruo. He is one of the two Spark Shamans among this group of kobolds. Their chief and another Spark Shaman are injured, so he is in charge of the entire tribe."

Ron greeted the other party, but he found that this Morro's attitude towards him was far less respectful than that of the Morro towards Exuri, and occasionally even revealed a little contempt - even though they had helped the trading post expel the Carolina bandits under Exuri's instructions.

"You have no scales," Sylvia whispered, "It would be fine if you were a dragonborn, but humans are just hairless monkeys to them."

"By the way, Spark Shaman are not the kind of shaman that can use divine magic. They are actually warlocks in the Kobold tribe. Their gods are imprisoned, and it is extremely difficult for them to use divine magic."

"Great Aik'Zuri, I wonder how we can show our loyalty to you this time?"

After Moro stood up, he looked up at Aiksuri with reverence, completely forgetting about Ron and the others: "We will definitely try our best!"

"I do need you," Exure looked down, and it was obvious that he enjoyed this treatment. "Where is the exact location of the green dragon's corpse?"

"After passing through the canyon, there is a huge banyan tree. It would take dozens of us to surround it!" Moro gestured and described, "Please follow me. It is my honor to lead the way for the great black dragon!"

(End of this chapter)