Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 317 Dark Weaver

"Is this also a ghost?!"

Driver was frightened by the sudden appearance of the elf and almost raised his bow to shoot. However, after taking a closer look at the other party's appearance, the goblin hunter put down his short bow again.

"Wait... I don't know where I've seen skin like this before—"

"Cough um."

Yelena coughed softly in the back, and the goblin immediately remembered: "Yelena! Is this guy one of your kind?!"

"You observe very carefully and have a good memory," Shadow Dancer complained weakly. She raised her head and swung the spiked chain vigilantly, pointing the tip at the shadow spirit followed by the snow-white crow-like creature. "What about you? My people, you should have seen clearly that these souls are already taken."

"How about we go our separate ways?"

The snow-white raven called a few times in a hoarse voice. No one could understand what it was saying except Driver and the two shadow spirits, but Ron could see that Yelena's face immediately turned ugly.

"Do you understand?" The male shadow spirit had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, glaring at everyone except his compatriots, "Yelena von Richthofen, former shadow dancer, traitor, fugitive, under the orders of the Raven Queen, I have been chasing you hard."

A shadow darker than darkness spread out in all directions with the male shadow spirit as the center, enveloping Ron's entire team. Even with dark vision, they were unable to see through the thick darkness.

What's worse is that, in here, the passage of time seems to have become a physical oppression on everyone. As humans and goblins with shorter lifespans, Ron, Victoria and Driver almost felt like every second was a year. Their strength was actually fading at a rapid speed. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before Ron even suspected that he would die of old age!

Even Ivy, who is a half-elf, cannot hold out here for long. The gauntlets on her hands burn with fiery red flames, trying to see through the illusions around her, but she is simply unable to resist the insoluble darkness!

"Tsk, so fragile," the male shadow spirit's voice was everywhere in the darkness, full of disdain and contempt, "Especially that half-human, your existence is a blasphemy to the elves - get out, everyone except the traitor, get out!"

"My mission is to capture Yelena, who has rebelled against the Purgatory, and bring her back to the Shadowless Underworld. As for your souls, they will be kept in that weak body for the time being."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Although Ivy couldn't find the other party's specific location, it didn't stop her from protesting loudly, "You are just a bunch of gloomy and boring things that are worse than death. How dare you criticize me?"

"Look at how haggard you are! Dry skin! Old face! How long has it been since you looked in the mirror? Don't you want to? Or do you not dare?"

"Elves only age rapidly when they are on the verge of death. What about you? How many years have you lived? Do you dare to count them on your fingers?!"

"Shut up!" A short spear like a deep shadow emerged from the darkness, pierced the tower shield raised by the half-elf, and quickly retracted into the darkness. Behind the short spear was the shadow spirit who was stabbed in the pain.

Shadows were once elves, but they have long been under the influence of the Shadowfell, and they look extremely emaciated and have almost lost their emotions of joy and sadness. Their pale hair, wrinkled gray skin, and swollen joints make them look like corpses. Although they look younger in other planes, their skin is always as pale as a corpse. Shadows wear dark cloaks and heavy veils, hate looking in the mirror, and never keep anything that reminds them of their age.

Because of this, Yelena almost always covers her body with a cloak.

After blocking the male shadow's sneak attack, Ivy sneered and stared at the darkness in front of her. "Oh, I almost forgot, you might look younger here - do you look more like someone who died young? Or a drug addict who drained his body?"

A piece of snow-white feather dazzled Ivy's eyes. A heavy impact came from the shield. Before she could think of more offensive words, the shadow spirit had already bypassed the protection of the shield. The shadow spear pierced through Ivy's heavy armor like a poisonous snake and stabbed her shoulder!

The wound was not deep. The heavy full body armor blocked most of the damage for the half-elf. However, the opponent seemed to not care about it. He handed the short spear to one hand, and the shadows intertwined on the other hand, and gathered into a shadow spear again.

"I've changed my mind," Shadow Spirit, whose defense was broken by Ivy's ridicule, said in a grim tone, "I was going to spare your lives, but if you insist on seeking death, I will grant your wish--"

"boom--"

Before Shadow Spirit finished speaking, the surrounding space seemed to be shattered by something. The entire darkness began to shake and collapse. Shadow Spirit, who was affected by the explosion, was instantly hidden in the shadows and reappeared dozens of meters away.

The burden of time temporarily left everyone. They had also been affected to varying degrees just now, but this was something they were already used to. Yelena and Quest even smelled the unusual smell in the air and avoided it before the real explosion came.

The only ones actually caught in the explosion range were the male shadow spirit and Ivy.

"It's you?!" Shadow Spirit stared at Ron who was holding a bow and arrow. The darkness he constructed had faded away, but this human not only did not thank him, he even raised the bow and prepared to aim at him again!
Want another explosion like that?
"You are just a human. How many times can you show the power you just showed?" The power of shadow magic surged through Shadow Spirit. He grinned, and the ravens in the air cheered him on. "You are a bunch of ungrateful people!"

"Come on! I will turn all of you into new graves here! Although I cannot let you slowly feel the pain of death, I can also turn you directly into corpses - Lady Raven Queen will be pleased with this!"

"Be careful! He is a Dark Weaver! Don't let him use magic!" Yelena's thorny chain drew a trail of fire in the air. In the dark night, the Shadow Dancer was like "living darkness". Her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind her compatriot the next second. The thorny chain made a series of ghostly whistles, attacking the vital parts of the Dark Weaver's body!

"Come on, my 'dear' fellow, let me see how many times you can perform Mist Release!"

(End of this chapter)