Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 318: Suspected to be the Return of an Old Friend

"How dare you go against the will of the Raven Queen?!"

In Shadow Spirit, although Dark Weaver does not have the powerful melee ability of Shadow Dancer, the grace of the Raven Queen has bestowed them with all kinds of powerful shadow magic, which allows Shadow Spirit to stand firm for a short period of time even when facing the attack of Ron's entire team at the same time.

But only there.

"The only one who can drive me now is Her Highness Gracia!" Yelena's thorn chain went towards the neck of the Dark Weaver, but was blocked by the Shadow Spear. The spiked chain weapon and the pitch-black Shadow Spear were suddenly stuck together. Both sides had similar strength, and neither could take this opportunity to disarm the other.

Shadow Dancer and Dark Weaver are both lone rangers, but the latter is often accompanied by ravens, and in this case Shadow Dancer usually suffers. But this time, the offensive and defensive situation is different.

The Dark Weaver blew a whistle to call for his companions, but two bird calls were heard in the air. The bronze heron, relying on its heavy body, chased the raven, causing its feathers to fly everywhere. The animal companions were simply unable to help.

On the other hand, on the ground, Dark Weaver only heard a strong wind blowing through the air, but could not see the attacker at all. It was not until he hastily raised another short spear to block that the tiefling emerged from his invisibility.

This freak with horns on his head and a tail behind him was not discouraged at all because his sneak attack was blocked. The Dark Weaver only saw the other party smile evilly, and actually threw away the long stick in his hand and raised a pair of casserole-pot-sized fists to smash at him!
"Armor of Agassis!" The Dark Weaver, who knew he had been tricked, was almost frightened to death. Protective magical power instantly surrounded his body, condensing into a layer of phantom-like frost covering the surface.

How could the weak magic armor withstand the well-tempered body? Quest's fist shattered the layer of frost into flying snow with a crushing force, but the Dark Weaver also seized this momentary opportunity. He decisively released the weapon in his hand, and the whole person disappeared on the spot, escaping from the double-sided encirclement of Yelena and Quest.

In the gap where he temporarily avoided being approached, spells filled with shadow energy poured out from the hands of the Dark Weaver. As one of the most well-known and active components of the Shadowfall Underworld, Shadow Spirit displayed superb combat skills. Sometimes he fought with Ivy and Victoria with Withering and Vampire Touch, and sometimes released advanced phantoms to disrupt Ron and Driver's shooting. The magic energy explosion was like a free thing that filled the entire field, forcing Victoria to deploy protective spells to prevent her companions from being accidentally hit by him.

Although Ron's team had the advantage in numbers, the darkness was Shadow Spirit's home turf after all. If the opponent was cautious enough, it would not be easy to defeat him.

What was even worse was that the burden of time seemed to be imposed indiscriminately on every creature that approached the Dark Weaver. The inescapable suppression made everyone extremely passive when facing the opponent's spells. On several occasions, Ron was sure that his side would be able to take down this shadow spirit soon, but he would find various loopholes to escape, throwing the scene into chaos again.

"Compulsion! Confusion! Fear! Hypnosis!" The Dark Weaver sneered and kicked away the motionless Driver. He had discovered that although these people had various means, they still lacked hard power. He was gradually taking back control of the situation!
These creatures from the material plane were still as inferior as he knew before. As long as he delayed for a while, he would have a 70% or even 80% chance of completing the mission independently and bringing the soul and body of the traitor Yelena back to the Shadowfall to present them to the supreme Raven Queen!
All it takes is for this former shadow dancer to reveal a tiny flaw...

The Dark Weaver condensed a short spear again, holding it with one hand to resist Yelena's close combat, while the other hand quietly reached for his lower back.

There was an enchanted hourglass. As long as the timing was right, he could use it to capture Yelena and return quickly. No matter how difficult these creatures were, could they chase him to the Shadowfall? By then, the fact that he had completed the mission single-handedly would surely please the Raven Queen!

The Dark Weaver turned the spear handle upside down, pushed away an arrowhead wrapped in fiery rays, and then turned over and jumped into the air, swinging the spiked chains towards his lower three paths in the same way, but they also missed. But when he pulled away again, his face became a little ugly. His left hand touched his waist again, empty, empty.

Where's my hourglass?

"Is this what you are looking for?" A teasing voice sounded beside him. The Dark Weaver turned his head quickly, only to see the annoying monk leaning against a stone platform next to him, casually tossing a small and exquisite hourglass in his hand.

The Dark Weaver is convinced that this magical item will only reveal its true appearance when it is used. Otherwise, it is just an ordinary trinket. It is specially prepared to capture compatriots who have betrayed the Shadow Spirit community and the Shadowfallen Underworld and fled to the material plane. This design will be difficult to discover even with the most stringent inspection of the material plane, and can avoid unnecessary conflicts between the Dark Weaver and the organizations of the material plane.

But how did this tiefling realize this?
The Dark Weaver tried to detect the monk's consciousness with his spiritual power. However, like most practitioners, the tiefling's mental barrier was as solid as a rock, and even if only his soul was left, the Dark Weaver suspected that this creature would be the toughest bone to chew.

"Want to know why?"

Quest noticed that the other party was trying to invade his mind, but this did not alert him, but only made him feel ridiculous. The iconic features of the tiefling gradually faded from his body, and the form of the doppelganger gradually emerged under the horrified gaze of the shadow spirit: "This is the reason."

"Shapeshifter..." The Dark Weaver was speechless for a moment, "You...are you saying..."

"Don't think too much," the monk sneered and threw the hourglass up again, "I'm the only one here, ok?"

The hourglass did not fall for a long time. At the same time, Quest noticed that everyone, including the male shadow spirit, were looking behind him with strange eyes.

"Gargoyle?" Quest instantly turned around and elbowed the possible enemy. According to his perception, the elbow should have hit him in the face, but he felt like he had hit a piece of iron plate.

"You--" Quest took two steps back in horror, looking at the being who had taken his elbow with his face.

Her white hair fluttered in the wind, and her scarlet eyes were embedded in her delicate face covered with gloomy and heavy makeup. Although the robe she wore outside was extremely gorgeous and noble, the clothes inside were very familiar. In addition, the cane was not in her hand for some reason, and instead, she held the hourglass that Quest had just thrown up between her slender fingers.

"Sylvia?!" Heim's pastor was the first to shout.

(End of this chapter)