Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 417: Decision
Gillianis's body quickly disappeared into specks of stardust, and her real body appeared on the other side of the cave.

Although the Moon Elf could clearly sense the power contained in the dagger, the gap in strength between the two sides was too great. Even without the interception of the Spider Elf, the old elf had no chance of actually hitting her.

But why did the spider elf do this? Why did the old elf do this?

"My silly girl..." The spider elf fell to the ground, with highly corrosive body fluids oozing out from his spider part. The dagger that was inserted into his body was still emitting bright light, and the surging arcane energy hit his fragile insides like cannonballs.

"Snap", a piece of chitinous shell broke without warning and fell to the ground, and the spider elf coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with a large amount of red mold.

He was unable to move, and even the little life he had left was slipping away quickly, but he did not seem to panic at all. Instead, he felt somewhat relieved, because he was pleased to see that another person who looked like a human being also fell to the ground in pain, tearing his cheeks with his hands.

It was the blood clot just now, which contained the third batch of Fusarium variants that had not even been tested in the cave. This Fusarium could dissolve most protective spells and was immune to strong acid erosion. It was just that it did not give up its reproductive ability and evolved a hard shell, so it could not avoid the sun.

Of course, only he himself knows about this now.

"My silly girl, of course I was trying to prevent him from assassinating you!" The spider elf coughed up another mouthful of dirty blood, gasping for air. "No matter what you have become, you were once my student. How could I watch you get attacked?"

The spider elf laughed at himself and said, "Of course, I didn't expect that the little girl back then would be so powerful now. When did you create the illusion? I didn't even notice it."

"...From the very beginning." Gillianis was silent for a moment, then responded, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the Gillianis of today is no longer the same Jane as before."

"Don't trust anyone easily?" The spider elf sighed with relief, "I understand. After all, I am not the same person I was before..."

"You are certainly not the same person as before!"

A powerful arcane energy suddenly burst out from the old elf lying on the other side. Red mold continued to corrode his body. The pain and itching drove him to tear his skin. Strips of old flesh fell from his fingertips. But when the spider elf said the words just now, the old elf who looked like he would kill himself in a few minutes suddenly burst out with powerful strength and rushed towards the spider elf!

He grasped the hilt of the dagger in his hand again, and with just a little force, he shattered the entire shell of the spider elf, revealing the bloated, twisted flesh inside!
"Because I am the one back then!"

"A young body stuffed into an old skin, Jane, did you hear that? What an old-fashioned play." The spider elf's injuries were much more serious than the other's. He tried to hold down the other's moving hands and dagger several times, but all failed. "But I want to tell you that this is a stupid thing that a real old guy like me did."

"You...divided yourself into two people?"

"Half of me is the me of the past, and half of me is the me after we parted ways." The spider elf nodded, "Thank you for giving both of us the same respect. After all, in principle, we are both your teachers, but..." "You are not!" The old elf interrupted his other self fiercely, "You are just an empty shell! You only have the memories of the past, but you have no feelings for her!"

"Only I, only I am the one in Jane's heart! You are a mistake!"

He pulled out the dagger and let the spider elf's body fluids flow out, but strangely, even after suffering such a fatal blow, the spider elf showed no sign of dying. Instead, the old elf's power was rapidly declining.

"Really? Then why do you become weak when I'm hurt?" The spider elf said sarcastically, "You always knew why, always knew why. That's why you like to hide, capture those unfortunate people, transform them, and use them to destroy my plans."

"You don't dare to face me, and you haven't figured out how to face me. Because you are me, and I am not you - you can't guarantee that you can survive after killing me!"

“Nonsense, of course I can—” Before the old elf could finish his words, his body suddenly shook violently. He stretched out his hand to support the wall beside him, and his mouth, which was constantly sticking out blood, curved upward in a huge arc. “This is the influence of your red mold, not yours! I will not die with you!”

"Someone can save me!"

"Are you talking about her?" The spider elf looked at his younger self who was holding on and laughed even more unscrupulously, "Jane! Will you save him?"

"Although he is the commander in your memory, the time span I have experienced is much longer than his! I am the main part, not to mention that I saved you just now, and he wanted to attack you! Will you save him?!"

"Come on, redundant, you are redundant, not worth mentioning at all," the old elf panted violently, trying to inhale more air into his lungs, "Besides, I don't need her to save me at all! I naturally have-"

"Don't hold on, teacher. Your strength is almost gone," Gillianis frowned and advised, "We still have a chance, don't we?"

"You made a mistake by cutting yourself, and you saw the result. I have an arcane spell that can put you back together, but before that, you must heal your wounds to avoid having double injuries inflicted on the same body."

"As for the matter of healing, please allow me to consult my lord."

Ron, who had been watching coldly from the side, glanced at the Moon Elf. When he saw the Moon Elf's inquiring look, he did not nod or shake his head immediately, but raised his left hand. Between his palms, a strange gray mist was gently dancing rhythmically, neither urging nor stopping.

Perhaps to the One who has reached the end of the law, such a "little person" whose life has already come to an end is really not worth mentioning. It will come sooner or later, so a little while is not a big deal.

(End of this chapter)