Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 187 Devil Patrol
"Are you crazy, Sylvia?" Driver pointed at the surrounding houses. "You don't think those two guys were just unlucky enough to run into a house with zombies - these buildings are almost full of them!"

"Wait until nightfall? It would be easier for others to collect our bodies if we wait until the next daytime!"

It was rare for a goblin hunter to say such discouraging words. The main reason was that once the number of zombies increased, they would be very difficult to deal with. If they could not be killed over and over again, it would be a huge blow to morale. If they continued like this until dark, there would be no way to save the situation.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Can't you see I'm cleaning them up one by one?" Victoria sighed and threw out another Holy Fire spell. Zombies killed by the light could not be resurrected through Undead Fortitude, but she was the only one in the team who could do this, so it was quite difficult to clean them up.

"It doesn't matter if it's delayed until night. I haven't even used a single proper spell yet!" The priest snorted, "This is my home turf!"

"Snapped!"

Nearly half an hour later, Ivy smashed a zombie's head against the wall of the house with a shield strike. After the door was wide open, there was no more sound.

"It's over?" Several cultists were speechless with relief at having survived the catastrophe. On the other hand, the faces of the "villagers" were dejected. The defeat of the "holy guards" almost broke their fragile nerves.

But it was getting late, and although Victoria assured him that it would be okay even after dark, Ron still decided to evacuate first and make other plans later - spending the night in a village where no one was alive was not a good choice anyway.

"No, it can't be like this..." When being taken away by Ron and others, several villagers had empty eyes and murmured to themselves, "The Holy Guards cannot fail, they are the last wall of the kingdom..."

"Apart from their nature, a group of guys who hide in the house and only become active at night?" Yelena sneered, "How ridiculous! If something really wants to invade you... do you have to pray that it comes at night?"

"We have our own patrols during the day!" a villager gritted his teeth, "It's just that you were lucky and didn't encounter them. If they had encountered them--"

"What will happen?" Sera grinned. "While it's still light now, and the patrol team hasn't finished their work yet, do they dare to let us go and see for ourselves?"

"Don't try to trick us! We will never reveal the location of our village to the devil!"

"Go southwest, their patrol should be on their way back to the village. If we hurry we can still catch up with them." A cultist suddenly spoke up, drawing unanimous contempt from his former companions.

"Glenn! How could you betray us?!" The villagers glared at the "traitor" in grief, but the latter didn't even look at them, but just stared at Ron with burning eyes.

"I can see that you are the leader. What do you think? Can this information be used to save our brothers' lives? We put in a lot of effort to escape the village, so the information is definitely accurate."

"We will slow down if we follow you. Why don't you let us take care of the few people on the ground? We will go to the place where we saw you before and wait. After you have dealt with them, don't forget to come find us."

"Without your help, we alone will never be able to get out of the delusion land."

"No matter where the law is, you guys who worship the devil will never get away with it, you know that, right?" Ivy looked at them. The cultists looked at each other and said in unison: "Even so, even if you are sentenced to be burned at the stake, it is better than being a zombie here!"

"Look at them," Grant pointed at the four villagers on the ground, "Do you think they are still the same people they used to be? What's the difference between this and being dead? We didn't join the sect to become like this!"

"From the perspective of the results, even if you didn't come here, it wouldn't be any better." The witch smiled grimly, "What do you want? Power, wealth, strength? Believe me, the results of being loyal to the devil will not be better than theirs."

"Not to mention the cultists, even the demons themselves could become sacrifices at any time. They? At least they are still alive."

"Let's talk about this later," Ron waved his hand, "At least now, I can leave you alone and help me watch these people."

"Don't even think about running away - just like you said, you two can never get out of the Delusion Land by yourself."

"Don't worry, is this considered... confession? We won't run away," Grant's companion bowed slightly. "Excuse me, but you have to leave quickly. If the patrol returns to the village in a while, it will be troublesome to find them."

Without more time to rest, Ron and the others immediately followed the direction pointed out by the two cultists. They did not lie about this matter. When the sky had turned red, they finally found their target: it was a patrol team of 20 people, but the composition of the members was not 20 people.

"Just gouge my eyes out!" In her hiding place, the witch cursed in a low voice, "Humans and demons are mixed together?! How could I have such a dream!"

"It's... unbelievable," Constance gaped. "They were even talking and laughing. Don't those people know who they are with?!"

Yelena frowned, looking at the demons who were tall and thin like human bones, and only covered with a layer of mucus skin. "Bab Demon, do you remember some of my master's deeds? These demons were created because of the damage caused by the Grand Duchess, and helped their master defeat Gracia."

"So?" Sera glanced at the Shadow Spirits. "If you try to be related to them, can you avoid conflict?"

"I guess so," Yelena snorted, "but not in a kinship way."

"See? It's getting dark."

When the distant horizon swallowed up the last ray of afterglow, the pale elf stood out from her hiding place. Her figure disappeared in an instant, and the next second, she appeared at the end of the strange team.

The thorn chain in his hand shook out silently, tightening the neck of a Babu demon following behind the team.

"The little princess says hello to your master." A playful smile appeared on the corner of Shadow Spirit's lips. As the thorny chain in his hand suddenly tightened, a demon disappeared in the entire material plane without making any sound!

(End of this chapter)