Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 308: The Final Dispelling of the Foreign Land
"Be careful!" Quest's figure suddenly disappeared into the shadows, and his speed was even faster than the bronze heron statue that was attacking at close range. Ron's hand was pulled by the spy the moment he felt the pain, which prevented the statue from launching further attacks.

The statue let out a sharp cry. It seemed that the fingertip that pierced Ron just now had allowed it to absorb enough blood plasma. The places that were previously thought to be worn were quickly filled with blood-colored lines, and the originally lifeless eyes were also stained with a violent scarlet.

The bronze base was integrated into the body of the egret. This ominous-looking statue seemed to come alive, with its wings spread out. It dodged the wooden stick swept by Quest and chirped, as if provoking everyone.

“A living gargoyle?” Gillianis stared at the jumping bronze heron with wide eyes. She was full of curiosity about this statue which was much smaller than the ordinary gargoyle and had a completely different texture. The next moment, the elf lake blue eyes turned into a dark void filled with terrifying power, and her voice sounded like an irresistible will, “Statue, look at me!”

The sound of metal friction was so intense that, under Gillianis's focused gaze, although the statue struggled desperately, it could not escape the control of the archmage. Its long neck turned 180 degrees, and its blood-red eyes looked straight at the mage, unable to make any movement.

"Sleeping-ugh!"

Gillianis tried to issue an order to make this strange gargoyle (bronze gargoyle) fall silent again, but before she finished chanting the spell, the same soul-stirring pain that Ron had just experienced also affected the elf.

"Ms. Gillianis!" Sylvia immediately realized that something was wrong. Black mist gushed out from the tip of the staff. The hidden arcane magic contained in it tried to control the statue that could even hurt the archmage, but it was in vain.

With an owl-like strange laugh, the bronze heron broke free from Gillianis and Sylvia's restraints. The statue's heavy bronze wings flapped in an incredible manner to lift its equally heavy body. As a hole was torn in the surrounding dark fog, the heron's beak pierced through You in the spirit state and flew straight out!

"Exuri!" Ron shouted, calling for the young dragons outside to come to his aid. His fingertips seemed to be paralyzed by the poison, and it was difficult to flex and stretch them. Even his entire palm and forearm became numb, making it difficult to cast spells, draw the bow, or set up the crossbow.

"Stop that statue and don't let it go!"

A low dragon roar came from the cave entrance, followed by the sizzling sound of strong acid corroding hard objects and the scream of the statue. However, within a dozen seconds, Aikthuri's cry of pain was heard from outside - it seemed that the young dragon who rushed into the battle also followed in Ron's footsteps and was pecked by the bronze statue.

"Do you want me to stop time?" Gillianis shook her head, her pointed ears turning red because of the mockery. "I need to remind you: this spell will stop the time of all creatures around you, including you."

"If the statue is not affected, it may well be"

"It's too late!" Ron took out a bottle of antidote and tried to restore his fighting ability. "Use whatever you can. It's really gone!"

There must be something wrong with that bronze statue! If we let it go, who knows what kind of trouble will happen!
But just as Gillianis was about to cast the spell, a silver light suddenly shot out from under the dragon's nest, passed in front of everyone, and then plunged into the cave entrance. Within a few seconds, the unique and evil scream of the bronze statue echoed in the cave.

"what is that?!"

The sudden silver light startled Sylvia and Quest. Although it was not aimed at them, the fleeting palpitation was like an indelible nightmare that always lingered in their hearts. It felt like... some kind of natural enemy!
Natural enemy?

"Drive away the foreigners! Is there another holy warrior here?" Gillianis revealed the true face of the silver light in one sentence. Ron took a step ahead of her, dragging his arm, which had not yet been paralyzed, out of the treasure house and rushed straight to the cave entrance.

"Paladin?" Quest and Sylvia looked at each other, "Andre is from Tyr... No!"

At this moment, another shadow who was slightly shorter than Andre but had a stronger belief broke into their minds. Although the warrior with a fish head and a human body did not communicate much with them, he had bought them enough time at the critical moment!

"Devin Booker!"

When several people rushed outside, the statue that was so close to escaping was shining with silver light all over. The silver sacred power allowed it to maintain a strange flying posture, but it could not control its wings and could only fall powerlessly into the mud outside the dragon's nest, like a toy discarded by a village child.

"The blood color on it is fading!" Sylvia was sharp-eyed and immediately noticed the abnormality of the statue. "Is it the power of the holy warrior that is at work? But, but he has clearly..."

"Obviously he left a backup plan," Quest said thoughtfully, "but why? If he had already discovered the abnormality of the statue, why didn't he take action to solve it? At least he could have told Exuri and the golden dragon..."

The tiefling looked at the black dragon that was supporting its body on three legs. It was obvious that Exuri was unaware of this.

"It could be another situation: the paladin you mentioned originally left this arrangement to deal with other creatures," Gillianis looked at Ron, "My Lord, they just mentioned a paladin named Devin Booker. Why did he appear underground here? And why did he leave behind a spell to punish alien beings?"

"Paladin are not spellcasters like us, and dispelling alien domains is closer to guiding divine power. It may not be easy to arrange such a back-up plan."

"Maybe it's because..." Ron thought for a moment, and simply told Gillianis everything he knew about the murloc paladin.

"Freshwater Legion..." The Moon Elf nodded. "Most of the Thoro Fishman's legions are used to deal with elemental creatures. I think he wants to extend the time he guards here as much as possible to prevent elemental creatures from invading from here."

"But he sacrificed himself, and the portal set up by Saran was closed by you, so the arrangement he left behind was no longer needed to deal with those water elements. It was just a coincidence that the gargoyle, which was born from the earth element, is also an elemental creature, and his follow-up move suppressed the statue."

“But…” Gillianis picked up the egret statue that had become silent again, with the silver light and blood color on it almost destroyed together. “It seems that my judgment is still a little wrong. The actual target of dispelling the alien world seems not to be the statue itself, but some existence inside it?”

(End of this chapter)