Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 294 Purgatory Saddle
"If I remember correctly..." Ron pulled out his specially made arrow from the quiver, but at this moment he did not dare to have too much hope for his hard work.

"If I remember correctly, when we fought it before, it didn't have a mount, right?"

Ivy didn't say anything, she just raised the tower shield and walked forward a few steps, blocking the front.

The half-elf poked half of his head out from behind the shield and looked up at the Death Knight who was already on the battlefield and was much taller than the hill giant.

After not seeing it for several months, the Death Knight with the unique eternity of the undead creatures had hardly changed. The spells and swords of Roan's team did not leave even a trace on its heavy armor shrouded in black mist. It still used the heavy sword, but unlike last time, the Death Knight this time brought a black shield. On the side of the shield facing outward, there were irregularly arranged spikes that interlaced with each other. The dim light at their tips appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if the observer's soul would be devoured if he was distracted for a moment.

And under his crotch, everyone found the source of the horse's hoof sounds.

"Purgatory saddle..." The succubus's eyes fell on the saddle of the Death Knight's mount. She looked at the whole set of bridle, bit, reins, saddle, stirrups and spurs, and was extremely surprised. "This, this is equipment that only nightmare riders can have. How come there is a set here?!"

"Shouldn't you focus on why its mount is a nightmare?" Victoria was surrounded by an extremely strong aura at this time. She slowly walked towards the front of the battle from the back. The goblins and ogres wherever she passed regained their courage. They got up from the ground and grabbed their weapons. Although they were still afraid, they were able to fight again.

The priest could feel the unprecedented heat of Helm's holy symbol. In comparison, the hellfire swirling around the nightmare mane, tail and hooves of the Death Knight seemed so cold.

Victoria was still far away from her god, but at this moment she seemed to feel that Heim was watching her.

"Nightmares can be summoned by many means. I have tried it myself. But the Purgatory Saddle is a gift from the devil to those brave warriors with a twisted sense of honor." Gillianis fell to the ground. Her face was not looking good either. Even for her, such a Death Knight with a full set of equipment and a mount was not an easy opponent. The lion head of the Sword Song Lion Armor on her shoulder was open, ready to respond to any possible challenge at any time.

"You worked for Purgatory, didn't you?"

"Why do you turn to the abyss now?"

Gillianis asked the Death Knight, but he had no intention of answering. Nightmare let out a strange howl, as if mocking everyone in front of him.

"Can you make Nightmare turn against us?" Ron looked at Khao Jia without much hope, but even he knew that this was almost impossible.

"Nightmare may not even obey its master's orders." Two flames ignited in the eyes of the succubus, and the wings behind her seemed to be ignited by the flames. "But don't worry too much. Although it has a mount, I will stand on your side this time. You mortals only need to deal with other undead creatures."

Kaojia waved his hand to call on his subordinates, the Cambion and the little devils: "Everyone, attack!"

"Take back the saddle!"

"For Her Highness Gracia!"

Khaoga's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, but the Death Knight seemed to have predicted her attack, and raised his shield in his off-hand, just in time to intercept the sword in the hand of the Devil. When the Knight swung the giant sword, the two little devils instantly disappeared in the material world.

There was no charge, and the nightmares didn't even move. Ron's side had already lost some men. At the same time, the undead creatures behind the Death Knight started to get agitated like sharks smelling blood. "Hit!"

An arrow flew through the air and landed accurately among the undead creatures. The explosion stirred up a storm and also sounded the clarion call for an attack.

"Attack, attack!" The mixed team led by Ivy, Victoria and the hill giants collided fiercely with the undead creatures under the Death Knight. The skeletons and zombies could fight the goblins and kobolds with the unique tenacity of the undead creatures, but whenever the offensive of these little guys was frustrated, Ron's entire team was like an iron stake wrapped in the snow, giving a head-on blow to any undead that temporarily gained the upper hand.

Zandia and the orc priest also joined the battle. The young men picked up weapons from the ground. Enemies kept flying up and down under the flying hooves, trampling the ground into pieces. Sera, who was trapped in the battle, was saved. She turned over and got on Zandia's horse. The two warriors without a piece of armor turned into a ruthless bone crushing machine at this moment. No creature, including allies, could get close to them.

Compared to Zandia's high profile, the priestess of the Broken Tooth Tribe is more like a vicious and cunning venomous snake. Black and purple arcane light bursts out from her fingertips and falls on the more powerful undead creatures nearby. Within a few brief seconds, the targets have no reaction. However, when the curse takes effect, they will explode in an instant as if they cannot bear it, and explode into pieces all over the sky, without any chance of standing up again.

For a moment, the situation seemed to have turned to Ron's side. But was it really enough to just "turn to"?

"Uh--"

The succubus let out a scream. No one could see clearly what kind of attack she had suffered. They could only see her flying backwards from the melee like a kite with a broken string. Such a forced retreat was an extremely fatal blow to others.

"Herod!"

The nightmare let out a long hiss, and now that it was no longer restrained, it immediately let loose, sweeping through the battle group of goblins and kobolds like the god of death with the knight on its back. Wherever the sword and shield passed, only flowers of blood bloomed on the street.

The hill giant roared and rushed forward, but the battle axe in his hand was easily knocked away by the Death Knight. The giant looked in disbelief at the huge shield covered with spikes that was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision. With a dull thud, the huge giant was unable to withstand the shield attack of the knight during the charge, and flew backwards towards the buildings on the street, crushing two houses in succession.

"If this goes on, we will just be consumed by it one by one!" Driver escaped from the chaos and jumped onto the roof, anxiously saying, "Ron, you have to think of a way! If this goes on, it's only a matter of time before we die!"

As they were talking, Sera and Zandia were fighting hard with the Death Knight. Nightmare took two steps back, but Zandia flew out sideways. Sera, who lost her balance, was instantly submerged in the sea of ​​undead creatures.

"I have an idea, but I can't confirm if it will work!" Ron was also anxious at this moment. As a bystander, he saw the war more clearly than Driver, but he didn't know whether he should put his idea into practice.

"It's better to give it a try than to think about it here. How much worse can it be than being wiped out?" Gillianis suddenly appeared behind Ron. She had left the battlefield at some point. At this moment, the light flowing on her body seemed to be substantial. It seemed that she was ready to fight for real. "Don't worry. You can bring your companions with you. Maybe this will increase the chance of success."

"Then here--" Ron looked at the situation below. If Ivy and the others were withdrawn, Khaoga alone would definitely not be able to fight against the Death Knight.

"Here, I can help you. Although I am still a long way from recovery, I still have some supplies." Gillianis Galanold disappeared in front of Ron, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of the death knight's horse. The elven wizard's eyes were calm, and although her mouth was only moving, her voice was like a bell ringing in the hearts of every living person:

"Everyone, withdraw from the battle. I repeat, withdraw from the battle immediately."

(End of this chapter)