Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 252 Not Polly
Along with this malicious voice, almost all the remains in the surrounding corpse pits seemed to come alive and began to assemble themselves into flesh and blood golems. These creatures that were pieced together like abstract art had no organization or discipline. As long as they could move freely, they would rush towards Ron and others!

"That voice, is it the witch you drove away?!" Shiva screamed, "How did you defeat her in the first place!"

The female student was still flustered and flustered, but fortunately she and Gordon were doing much better than above, at least they could chant simple arcane spells to attack and defend. However, for Ron and others, their methods were a bit too...stereotyped.

"Colorful ball, colorful jet..." Sylvia summoned a huge fireball, bombarding the cave and making it tremble. "Mr. Elden, your academy doesn't have any exhibition matches or something like that, does it?"

These spells look colorful and beautiful, but look at these flesh golems - do they really fall for it?!
"It's not an exhibition match, it's the 'Rising Star Cup'!" Gordon hastily responded without seeing Sylvia's expression, and thought she was expressing her approval of them, "Miss, my classmate Shiva and I have both won the championship and runner-up of the Rising Star Cup once!"

"We can certainly—"

"Go away!"

The tall barbarian rushed forward and knocked the young man who was casting spells further and further away to his back: "Elden, keep an eye on your students, or don't look for me when my sword cuts off half of their heads!"

"This is only our first actual battle, and we are not very proficient yet..." Shiva protested loudly. She originally wanted to hide under the cover of Evita's shield to cast a spell, but the half-elf did not give her the opportunity at all, and protected Ron in the shadows as if by muscle memory.

Under the familiar protection, Ron drew his bow and arrow. With a sound of the string, the arrow, wrapped in a flame, smashed into the chest of a golem that had not yet closed. The fat inside was ignited in an instant, and even the surrounding flesh and blood golems were affected.

"Is my hearing not working well? Or is my eyes blurry?" Elden protected his two students and scratched his ears in astonishment. "Lord Roan, your arrows are attached with flaming arrows, and you didn't chant at all?"

"The bowstring is like my mouthpiece," Ron snorted, and shot out another arrow with the power to strike the undead, which blew up the head of a golem with a lizardman's head but a goblin's body. "My arrows are spells, and my spells are arrows."

On the one hand, with the dual attack of spells and bows, the hit rate of this attack has been greatly improved; on the other hand, the spell will explode at the target's existing wounds due to the arrows hitting the target, causing multiple damage. Even if the undead creatures are tough and tenacious, it is difficult for them to remain unscathed under this attack.

However, there were too many corpse pits nearby, and there were also quite a few golems bred in them, so Ron and the others had to gradually retreat to the entrance to reduce the pressure from all sides. In this situation, Driver, who had been injured before and was now suppressed, was the first to lose his temper.

"Ron, I don't care, I want to kill them all now!"

The goblin hunter bent his bow and shot an arrow with an arrowhead that looked ridiculously crooked. The arrow exploded in mid-air and fell from the sky like a swarm of violent bees, shooting at the dark mass of golems in front of him!
"Eat my rain of arrows! This is for you bastards!" The goblin hunter spat on the ground and grinned.

Although the falling arrows would hurt the golems, they were made of magic and would not leave any traces on the ground. Sera rushed out like a chariot almost at the moment when the arrows stopped falling, and destroyed all the golems whose mobility was damaged by the arrows. With the support of the people behind, even though there were many undead creatures here, they were swept away by them. "Bang!" Ivy's tower shield fell heavily, smashing the head of a golem that was not yet dead. The half-elf reached out and stirred in the mud of the deer head, and finally found a piece of bone with a special shape, and threw it to Shiva along with the rotten flesh on it.

"Here's a gift for you," Ivy said, satisfied to see Shiva wanting to take it but not daring to. "This thing in the deer's head is quite popular in some human cultures. You can take it back as a souvenir."

"Can I not?"

Shiva's face fell. She really wanted such a souvenir, but she thought it was too dirty. In the end, Gordon took it away happily. The boy emptied his water bag, cleaned the bone briefly, and then put it into his pocket as a treasure.

I believe that after Gordon returns, this little thing will be enough for him to brag about for a long time when he is drinking with his classmates.

"Shiva just asked you a question, but the situation was a bit dangerous and you didn't have time to answer it," Elden frowned and looked at Ron, "That evil voice just now was definitely a witch, right? Is she really the one you drove away?"

"You have talked about a lot of experiences in this regard these days. From your memories, I think..."

Ron did not answer him, but carefully pulled out an arrow from his special arrows and put it on the undrawn bowstring. Victoria and the others looked at each other and shook their heads.

"No, it's not her," Reverend Heim said with some confusion in his tone. "Although there are some similarities, I can be almost sure that this is definitely not Polly's voice."

"I don't think so either," Sylvia raised her cane, and a Yeti hound immediately jumped out of the etheric plane and explored the way forward. "These big dogs have a similar opinion - they think it sounds more like the voice of another hag."

"I'll let it out and observe. If it is, it will--"

Before Sylvia finished speaking, a shrill whine suddenly sounded in front of her, followed by a series of barking sounds. Unable to wait for Sylvia's order, the surrounding space suddenly began to ripple, and more than a dozen night hounds rushed out, howling and attacking the unknown darkness.

"Something happened!" The face of the vampire mage suddenly changed, "The connection between the first party and me was cut off!"

"Another one! We can't wait any longer!"

If this continues, all her dogs will die!
(End of this chapter)