Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 351 Second Round

"I don't think it's necessary," Aaron snorted, dodging the sweeping Canglan's Grip sword. The scabbard was raised diagonally, and he changed his moves several times in the middle, and finally touched Sera's shoulder, "Ma'am, you have already lost."

"As long as I am still alive, this will never happen!" The barbarian changed the giant sword in his hand from slashing to hitting, but Raymond Aaron had much more combat experience than her. He had already anticipated Sera's limited moves and easily resolved them.

"Your companions are already weak, and you are still hiding your strength?" The half-elf looked at the tiefling who was fighting with him with some dissatisfaction, "What are you waiting for?"

Quest blinked and narrowly avoided the opponent's kick. "Brother, you can't accuse me like this. I tried my best to tie with you guys!"

However, his statement obviously failed to convince the other party, and he only received a cold snort.

"I think we should stop here," Raymond Aron's words carried the magic of command, forcing Sera to finally stand still. "I think we have reached a conclusion."

"I'm afraid the Archbishop's expectations will be dashed. The team that is rumored to have conquered the Delusion Land does not have enough strength to help our holy war."

"Stop, Old Lei!" Ron and the others were not dissatisfied with the result. Rather, it was what they hoped for that the believers of order would not come to disturb them every other day. However, the priest was not happy. She stretched out her hand to Andre, who was still panting, and said, "Can't you see? This kid is not one of their companions at all. I don't know how he can become a holy warrior!"

"If he hadn't disrupted their coordination, we would never have won so easily!"

After that, the priest looked at Ron for confirmation: "My Lord, am I right?"

"I'm sorry," Ron shrugged. "Andre is with us. I don't think we can be compared with you..."

“Forget it, sir,” the half-elf snorted again, “You can’t fool us, at least not with this kind of acting. I haven’t even taken out my weapon, and he can fight me on equal terms in this state?”

"Can you guys be any more fake?!"

"It's possible that this is their strength," the bearded dwarf threw the short spear back to Andre and stroked his beard. "It's just a big swamp. It's unexpected that the occupiers can have such a level."

Under his thick beard and hair, a pair of dark brown eyes looked at Ron: "At least there are two or three noteworthy people in their team."

"I agree with your point of view," Aaron nodded slightly, "So now it's two votes against two votes - Lord, what do you think of this result?"

"What else can I do?" Sera shook her hands and looked at the judge depressedly, "Ron, they looked down on me! I'm going to teach that guy a lesson!"

The barbarian stretched out her hand. Ron knew what she wanted. After hesitating for a moment, he took out the Mind Stone and handed it to Sera. "Since you haven't had enough fun yet, I don't mind doing it again while it's still early."

"Do you need to rest?" "Are you asking us?" Perglen looked at Ron with wide eyes, "We should be the ones asking this!"

"Be careful, we are getting serious!"

The priest kicked the staff on the ground, making a sound of breaking wind. "Old Lei, what do you say?"

"I haven't exercised since I retired from the battlefield," Aaron drew out his sword. Although the blade was as bright as snow and frost, the strong smell of blood still floated in the air. "My Lord, I'm sorry!"

"Let's win first - Ivy!" Sera roared, leaped up, and chopped down from mid-air with terrifying aura!

"Your opponent is me!" The dwarf rushed forward and blocked Sera's sword with his shield. A flail made of unknown material stretched out from his waist and rolled towards the barbarian's legs. Quest once again exchanged fists with another monk, while Aaron's opponents became Ivy and Andre.

The radiance of magic and divine arts rose and fell on everyone's body. After the initial test, Ron and Victoria gave up the idea of ​​retaining their strength. A large number of spells enveloped their companions to maintain the entire front line.

But Ron soon discovered that simply stopping those three people was not enough!

"It's my turn!" Seeing that no one could interfere with Ron's spellcasting, Perglen strode forward with his staff. Victoria raised her kite-shaped shield to try to stop him, but after a few exchanges, she was crushed by the staff, which was of unknown weight, and she couldn't breathe.

"It's filled with lead! How can your wooden shield stop me?" Perglen deflected the arrow with scorching rays shot by Ron, turned his staff upside down and knocked Victoria back several steps, "Get out of my way!"

"Faith Guardian!" Victoria groaned and retreated, but her spell was completed at the same time. A large ghost guardian stood in front of Perglan, blocking her way. At the same time, a pink light shot out from Ron's undrawn bow and enveloped Perglan: "Telekinesis!"

"Are you planning to compete with me in strength?" Perglen laughed as he looked at the arcane light on his body. "I want to see how you compare to the devil!"

"Just once is enough." Under Perglan's astonished gaze, Ron, who had been standing still in the same place, gradually faded, and another Ron appeared behind the dwarf!
"Bearded man, watch your back!"

"My Lord, you shouldn't have exposed yourself!" The dwarf blocked Sera's slash with his shield in one hand, and swung the flail back as if it had eyes, hitting Ron in the face, "Just two people are trying to attack from both sides - Ugh!"

"You've been fooled! You bearded man!" As Canglan's Grip slashed the shield, an astonishing mental fluctuation erupted from it. Although the physical attack was effectively blocked, the dwarf only felt as if a greatsword was slashing into the depths of his soul at the same time!
“Fear Slash! You—” The dwarf, whose mind was shaken and lost, was attacked by an arrow from Ron behind him. With a wound on his shoulder, he staggered back to back with Perglen, barely withstanding the subsequent attacks from several people, “You are also a paladin?!”

A barbarian from the north? A pledge of conquest?
“I won’t tell you!” Sera sneered and followed again, “Take another blow from me!”

(End of this chapter)