Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 414: Spider, but High Elf
It is no wonder that even Victoria began to become suspicious. An old elf who had lived beyond his already long lifespan, whose power was questionable but who possessed special skills to connect space, and the traces left by red mold were related to him in a certain way. In addition, he had actually studied red mold and how to deal with it before - although that might have been to save some desperate tiger people.

"Do you think that the tiger men who lost their minds in the end would be similar to these reptiles?" Driver suddenly said this without thinking. Although most of the time no one knew what he was thinking, this time...

What if he guessed it right?

That old elf was conducting experiments on parasitic Fusarium, and those acid tiger men were just part of his research?
The three spellcasters, Ron, Sylvia and Gillianice, looked at each other: As researchers, if we try to select a fungus that can stably parasitize a variety of organisms, then of course... we must also consider its tolerance to various extreme environments!

For example, the tiger man who was modified to the point that his blood is strong acid!

"We probably didn't pay attention to the heads of the tiger men," Anastasia tapped her head in annoyance. "If we had paid more attention, we might have noticed something was wrong a long time ago!"

"Who would want to smash the opponent's head in a normal battle?" The barbarian rolled his eyes. "It's no use talking about this now. What should we do next? Go find that old elf? Confront him face to face!"

Suddenly, in this dark cave, a strange air current carrying a bloody smell floated from the depths towards where Ron and others were. Everyone fell silent and raised their weapons as if facing a great enemy.

Under the shining light of the tower shield in Ivy's hand, a huge and alien black shadow was projected on the wall at the opposite corner. As the black shadow quickly flashed across the corner, the sound of multiple limbs hitting the rocks on the ground shook everyone's eardrums like the wail of a death knell!

Ron's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his head to look at his chest, but found nothing. However, he had just clearly felt one thing: the gray mist, which he didn't even know whether it was lodged in his body, had just risen in his heart for the first time in a long time!
"Is that... the queen of giant spiders?" Gillianis frowned. She was still thinking about Victoria's doubts and did not use magic to capture the figure in time. She only saw the eight spider legs and the raised bulging abdomen of the black shadow on the wall.

It was similar to the giant spider they killed on the ground, but if we estimate its size, combined with the width of the tunnel in the cave, even if we estimate the ratio of shadow to entity to the maximum, the creature that just flashed by was a little too big to be a giant spider.

Gillianis thought that a more reliable guess was that the other party should be the queen of the giant spiders, but she was skeptical about whether she was still alive.

"Didn't you see clearly just now?" Sera turned her head in surprise and pointed at the empty wall opposite. "That's not a giant spider at all! Its upper body is in the shape of a human!"

"It is twisted, hunched, and has a large number of exaggerated appendages," the dhampir mage added. "It is probably not a spider drow, and it has been infected by red mold."

"If there really are spider drow, we'll have to be prepared to deal with several dozen dark elves," Anastasia said, sucking her teeth. "Only a few of them are not crazy - this is my revised conclusion after meeting our Mr. Seymour!"

"Be prepared to fight and catch up!" Ron made a prompt decision. Ivy was the most loyal executor. She rushed out first and followed immediately. At the same time, she did not forget to cast magic based on the school of transformation on every companion around her from now on.

With the blessing of arcane magic, the entire team seemed to be flying. The red mold on the surrounding walls and the arthropods completely controlled by the red mold had no time to catch their traces, and the creatures that could still maintain their own identity were afraid to even dodge. The airflow generated by the rapid advancement blew away some of the bloody smell emanating from the depths of the cave, but even people with the least sensitive noses could feel that the smell was becoming stronger and stronger!

"It's there!"

When everyone rushed around a corner again, the sharp-eyed Driver was the first to shout. After many days of rushing, he finally found his prey. The goblin hunter couldn't wait for Ron's command, so he raised his short bow and shot an arrow! The half-spider, half-human creature that looked like an extremely weak spider-like drow was hit right in the butt!
"Dang!" A crisp sound echoed in the cave. Driver's eyes widened, and he watched with a look of horror as the arrow he shot was bounced far away by the opponent's exoskeleton and fell into the deeper darkness. That was not an ordinary arrow! It was an enchanted attack that carried the magic of the ranger's nature! Not even a white dot was left on the target!

"Is your shell made of fine gold?!" The goblin cursed in goblin language in anger. Perhaps because he sensed that he was under physical attack or because he sensed that he was verbally insulted, the being, who had its back to the crowd and was slowly moving forward, stiffly turned his eight limbs and turned his human-like upper body towards the crowd.

He is indeed not a spider drow, but of a similar type. Because if you ignore the clusters of red mold growing on his body, his skin color should be the same as that of the high elves, white and smooth like alabaster!
However, unlike the common and often talked about high elves, this high elf whose lower body has somehow turned into a spider has aged so much that even the Shadow Spirit can't help but pity him. This elf has sparse hair, and he can't even maintain a Mediterranean hairstyle, and his original hair color can't be seen at all; he bent his upper body in an extremely twisted posture, twisting himself into a comma, with a thin skin wrapped around his slender frame, and in some parts, you can even see red mold growing under the skin.

Probably the only things growing vigorously on his body are these fungi.

Ron couldn't help but think of the little monster that snatched the ring in the artwork, but compared to this elf, Gollum seemed so cute.

After seeing the appearance of this creature clearly, almost everyone lost the ability to speak. If they had not seen some big scenes, they would have been scared to death on the spot - in the delusion land, in this world, and even in the entire multiverse, is there any creature that can be more weird, terrifying and pathetic than the one before their eyes!

"Why, you guys went to so much trouble to catch up with me, tickled me and called me, just to see what I, an old man, look like?" The old elf, who looked more terrifying than a witch, seemed very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He slowly opened his mouth, which had no teeth, but the sound did not seem to come from his vocal cords.

"Are you satisfied now?"

The old elf paused, raised his hand, and lifted up the red mold that almost covered his entire face, revealing his dark and turbid eyes. He looked at where Gillianis was and said, "Ah, look who's here? What a rare guest."

"Our dear chief wizard, why are you running to this corner of Delusion Land instead of summoning the souls of the hyenas in lion fur of the Ryan family?"

"Chief Mage?" Anastria was a little confused. She looked at Gillianis, then at the high elf opposite her. "What nonsense is this old guy talking about? Isn't Gillianis Galanold the chief mage of the Ryan family and the Hailan Empire?"

"Do you know this...creature?"

The moon elf with lake blue eyes licked her dry lips, and seemed to have made up her mind after endless entanglement. She opened her mouth and called out the name of the former resistance fighter: "Anastrina..."

"There is one, no, two things I have to confess to you: First, the person you are talking to, Gillianis Galanold, the chief wizard of the Hailan Empire, generally uses the first person when talking about her."

"Secondly, when this person mentions the high elf across from us," Gillianis swallowed hard, because she had seen the raging anger in Anastria's eyes that seemed to burn everything, "she usually calls him..."

"teacher."

(End of this chapter)