Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 188 So Weak
It is a bit strange to say, if demons and devils die in the material plane, there will generally be no corpses. At most, only some residual energy or smell will be left. Only those powerful and well-prepared beings can intercept a little flesh and blood or shell as extremely precious materials.

But this rule does not seem to apply to Yelena. After she made her move, the Babu demon disappeared, but a thin layer of red mucus was left on the thorn chain of the Shadow Spirit. As her fingers slid, it gathered into a sphere and was then put into her dimensional bag.

"It's a genuine Babu demon!" Polly muttered softly, "How strange! If the villagers' cognition is distorted, it is understandable that they regard the demon zombies as their own kind, but why can these demons coexist peacefully with them and even talk and laugh with them?!"

"You can tell, can't you?" Ron looked at the witch. "Why don't we just catch one alive?"

"You make it sound so easy!" Polly glared at him. "How can it be that easy? If you want to catch a living demon, the safest way is to go to their hometown, the Endless Abyss. In the material plane, it's easier to fall in love with a mind flayer than this!"

"Let's wait for Miss Shadow Spirit. It looks like she can assassinate the entire team by herself. It's easier to question a dead thing than a living one."

The hag's judgment was correct. According to rumors, those who had fought the Shadow Dancer described the experience as fighting a "living darkness". If Ron hadn't hit them in the face with a fireball, they would have had to go through this. And those humans and demons who didn't realize what they were attacked by until the end were not so lucky.

The colleague who was chatting and laughing with her just now suddenly stopped responding. This situation could not help but arouse suspicion. But just when the few remaining patrol members began to whistle and prepare to fight back, the dark magic released by Sylvia provided the best cover for Yelena who was about to be exposed.

As the darkness dissipated, the shadow spirit pulled back the thorn chain, and the last bab demon spun like a top under the force, and disappeared silently in the wind, leaving only a floating and wriggling red slime ball in front of Yelena.

"There's no need to kill them all," Victoria frowned, "At least the humans can stay..."

"Stay and fight?" Shadow Spirit gave Ron three spheres. "Here, the mucus of the Babu Demon can be made into demon traps or refined into demon blood for alchemy in the hands of the devil. Many magicians like me regard it as a treasure."

"In fact, there is another method of peeling it off. What you get is not mucus but black leather. But unfortunately, my master did not give me this knowledge."

"Why give it to me?" Ron did not refuse. This kind of material was very valuable no matter how he thought about it. He had no reason not to accept it. "It's just as you said. It's quite valuable."

"So I want to use it to buy my freedom," Yelena licked her lips. "You see, I can move freely now, entirely because of your excessive kindness - I don't like this, I want to redeem my freedom."

"It's not easy to get bail for attempted murder," the pastor curled his lips, "You need to show more sincerity."

Although there was some personal grudge involved, what Victoria said was not wrong. If it were a country with strict laws, even an attempted crime would be enough to send the person to the gallows. The fact that they allowed bail was really an extraordinary favor and a mercy beyond the law.

"It seems that you haven't gotten everyone to forgive you yet," Ron shrugged. "If you're really determined about this, please continue."

"But let me remind you: we haven't built a prison yet, and we never planned to keep you in the fantasy land in the first place, so you don't have to worry about your personal freedom."

"That's two different things," Shadow Spirit muttered, kicking a bloody corpse of a villager on the ground. "Come on, do you have anyone who can talk to the dead? If not, I can do it."

Although the deceased would not be willing to answer the murderer's questions, Shadow Spirit, as an expert in this field, naturally had a way to force the deceased's mouth open. But that would require additional spell materials, so it would be better if he could find an "irrelevant" person to question.

Victoria's eyes lit up with a faint firelight, and as she cast a spell, the corpse on the ground sat up.

"Why are you hanging out with demons?"

"Demon...?" The corpse seemed to have no idea what Victoria meant. "There are no demons, only survivors... my compatriots..."

"Their perception is distorted. It's useless to ask that question," Polly interrupted. "Ask him if there are any particularly long-lived 'people' in the village or in the patrol team just now."

"Long-lived... wise man..." the corpse's voice was faint, "Since the kingdom has survived... and survived to this day..."

"A demon called a wise man, how ridiculous," Yelena sneered, "Why did you come to this place in the first place?"

The corpse seemed to be sighing: "Queen... seduced by the devil... corrupted... although victorious, it is hard to return home..."

"The devil's explanation is exactly the opposite. They made a deal with the devil before, and the last queen tried to solve the problem by driving the tiger to devour the wolf, but she got it wrong." Ron recalled the words of the powerful archduchess. "I'm afraid these people hid here to avoid disaster, but why would the devil be with them?"

"Have they not yet given up this pawn and are trying to use them to make a comeback?"

"Obviously, it's impossible." Sera picked up a spear from the ground. Its owner was once a Babu demon. Although the demon returned to the abyss, this ordinary weapon could not do this. "See? It's made of wood and has a copper spearhead. Even among the northern tribes, they are considered uncivilized."

"In the Land of Delusion, we can only compete with the likes of the Bully Wugs - how can a demon be so miserable?"

"They obviously don't have the ability to return to the abyss on their own initiative," Yelena recalled the "feel" just now. "The Babu Demons are just a bunch of skin and bones, but this batch is even weaker. Even their rage and bloodthirstiness are difficult to show."

"Otherwise, my sneak attack would be more difficult."

"Is it because there is nothing for the demons to eat?" Driver guessed, "Lack of food will indeed affect our combat effectiveness, just like what we did before—"

"Nonsense," Polly rolled her eyes at the goblin who looked quite pleasant. "Demons don't need to eat or drink. I guess it's because of the existence that changed their cognition - probably the wise man - who forcibly changed the demons' alignment, causing them to lose part of their source of power."

(End of this chapter)