Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 156: Fireball in the Cave
"Elf? What a distant name." The woman holding the magic scimitar looked at Sylvia with ill intentions. "How is it? Is my noble bloodline to your liking?"

"My ancestors and relatives went too far in the pursuit of power. Mages, vampires, liches... the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger. Even direct blood relatives often can't recognize each other."

"But fortunately, we still have a common destination, a common surname, and a common family."

She dodged Sera's sword lightly and kicked Driver away. "We are von Richthofen."

The gray elf seemed to have made up her mind and was ready to give up her previous style and fighting method after introducing herself. The scimitar in her hand turned into a chain with dense spikes, and a dark fog spread around her, covering everyone. In just a blink of an eye, she disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Ron behind her.

She raised the spiked chain high. The mage in front of her seemed to be distracted and didn't react to her sudden attack at all. Next, as long as she moved her hands, this life and this soul would be in her pocket!
What was Ron doing at this time?

He was casting a spell and had just finished it.

"Fireball!" Ron was caught off guard and threw the fireball that had already formed in his hand, hitting the attacker in the face.

In the cave, a violent explosion called "Art" suddenly exploded among the crowd shrouded in darkness, immediately blowing everyone away!

"Cough--huff!" Victoria pulled the unconscious Ron up from the ground with a healing mantra. He coughed and hurriedly took out a bottle of healing potion and drank it - he almost blew himself up!
It's all this bastard's fault! You can sneak attack if you want, but what's the point of casting a darkness spell? The target location of his spell can't cross this darkness at all!

"You almost got us all killed!" Ivy's curse came from not far away. She had pushed the tower shield and the wall to form an angle, and was leaning against it, drinking bottle after bottle of healing potion.

The others were also injured to varying degrees, and were basically treating themselves - that was because Ron and the others had no shortage of potions, otherwise they might all die here!

Sylvia drank all the blood plasma in the two water bags she carried with her, and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the gray-white elf who was about to treat her, and weakly tapped the healing potion in her hand with her cane: "Missile."

"You!" The woman who claimed to be from the von Richthofen family was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe. She coughed out a mouthful of dark red blood along with a bunch of unknown fragments, which made her feel weak.

"Bad news, there are no good people here anymore - I mean those who are not injured." Sera was the least injured. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up with the help of the Blue Grip. "Good news, it seems that there are no monsters alive in the caves."

She limped towards the gray-skinned elf and said, "Better news! I'm going to cut this troublemaker into eight pieces! Otherwise, I won't be able to vent my hatred!"

Although Ron has only been in the industry for a short time, his spellcasting has always been reliable. Who else could be to blame for the explosion today? The barbarian's anger quickly ignited the entire cave.

However, this Richthofen was not at all timid. She raised her head and looked at Sera, who was as tall as a hill, and said with her lips moving, "Don't you find it strange?"

"What's strange." Sera said casually, but she didn't want to hear the answer at all.

"Your protective spells have all failed, right?" Richthofen looked at her, "But is there any noise in your ears?"

"No, I can't hear you," Victoria also came to rest at this time. She tugged at Sera's clothes, signaling her to be patient, "What do you want to say?" "I want to say that you have alarmed the owner here," Richthofen sneered while coughing up blood, "He has decided to deal with you personally!"

"Come on, kill me, it doesn't matter if it's eighty pieces. My mission has been accomplished, and you rabble will never again hinder his cause!"

"He?" Ron caught the word, even though his head was still buzzing. "You know what's going on here?"

"Of course, why else would I come?" Richthofen snorted. "I was originally planning to find a chance later to lure you here myself, but I didn't expect that a mere adventurer poet would actually bring you here, saving me a lot of effort!"

"If it weren't for your cleverness, I wouldn't even have planned to take action - when you are ready to rescue people, he will naturally come out to deal with you!"

"But now..." Richthofen chuckled, "it's all the same."

"Uh, let me interrupt you for a moment," Ivy interrupted several injured soldiers who were talking to each other on the ground, "The 'he' you're talking about should be a man, right?"

"Of course, you, a half-human guy, are deaf?" Richthofen frowned, "Otherwise, when I say 'he', could I be referring to a woman?!"

"Although he is indeed extremely handsome, he is definitely not feminine!"

"Then she's not a little girl," Ivy said, "Second question: Is there fire coming out of him? The kind that covers his entire body."

"What nonsense are you talking about? He is not a fire demon!"

"Okay," Ivy changed her position so that she could quickly raise the tower shield, "Third question: Will he emit black gas all over his body?"

Richthofen: “?”

What kind of question is this? Wait, isn't that possible?

An ominous premonition arose in everyone's heart, and they all turned their heads to look inside the cave.

A huge, burning, blazing fireball rumbled through the tunnel of the cave and rushed towards them. In the center of the fireball that raised the temperature of the entire cave, everyone could see a young girl in tattered clothes with most of her body covered by black mist!

It was none other than the warlock Lovey from Wilson's adventurer team!

"Damn it," Driver's eyes widened, his jaw almost dropping from his mouth, "Are we going to have to deal with a bunch of her?!"

(End of this chapter)