Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

With a crisp sound of "snap", the mask on Gillianis's face was smashed to pieces, and the spell that the moon elf was about to complete was suddenly stalled because of the loss of the medium for casting. Then, several punches hit the moon elf's chest and abdomen mercilessly. Facing such a powerful spellcaster, Ron did not dare to have any delusion of sympathy, and he used all his strength in every blow!
The huge impact force caused Gillianis to retreat repeatedly, but Ron did not give her the opportunity to gain distance. His right hand kept tightly grasping the moon elf's wrist, always exposing her weakest part to his fists and feet.

Hitting someone flying can demonstrate martial virtue, but keeping the person within the striking range is the truly deadly method!

"Enough!" Blood oozed from the corners of the moon elf's mouth and nose. After several unsuccessful attempts to distance herself, she finally gave up the idea and uttered a powerful word that exploded in Ron's ears. The pressure of will made Ron's movements suddenly stagnate. Taking this opportunity, Gillianis finally had the opportunity to fight back.

"Ron, your choice is very unwise!" Her face was gloomy, and her other hand pressed on Ron's shoulder. The power of the Law of Burning Ashes was about to burst out and burn this young human to ashes, "Law of Burning Ashes!"

"termination!"

Just as she was about to recite the second half of the words, a holy light shot out from the holy emblem in Victoria's hand and enveloped Ron. Ron's eyes instantly regained clarity, and a layer of light gray mist seemed to be emanating from his pores and enveloped him. As the gray mist submerged Gillianis's hands, the wizard was surprised to find that the effect of her spell had been forcibly terminated!

What power is this? !

Gillianis felt an unusual energy from the gray fog, a power that ordinary mortals could not possess!

"The Final Law?!"

"Everything in the world has a beginning and an end, even the arcane is no exception." Gray mist continued to spread from Ron's body, even covering the light caused by the short weapon hint. His voice was ethereal, as if it came from a long distance. "Ms. Gillianis, I'm sorry, I can't cooperate with you, at least you can't do this."

“Why?!” The Moon Elf’s expression kept changing, and confusion and bewilderment greatly affected her. “Can you cooperate with that other me? We are one person! You can’t be so stupid that you can’t even understand this!”

"You'd better think this through!" Gillianis quickly retreated and directed the spell she was ready to cast at Ron's companions, "Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to use them as bargaining chips!"

"Of course you are the same person, but you are different sides of the same person." Ron's voice was unusually steady under the gray fog. "At least you won't try to threaten me with my companions."

"I will not allow my teacher to study the highly invasive Fusarium with impunity."

"I think these are actually related to your ultimate goal, right?"

The Moon Elf's expression was somewhat uncertain, and her originally pretty face looked a little hideous because it was covered in blood: "You are right, this was my first attempt."

"In other words, your claim that you're not cut out to be a magic queen is also false. You originally intended to become the leader of the spore people and use them to complete your plan. However, the spore people can hardly be called a force, so you didn't succeed."

"And then there happened to be a poor unlucky guy who showed up, and you decided to try him out," Ron glanced at the vampire lord, "and then it was us."

"As for your teacher, could he also be a part of your failed plan?"

The two old elves were silent. As the parties involved, they naturally knew the truth of the matter - just as Ron said. Resurrection, cloning, and transformation, the ultimate goal is to obtain an existence that can be called a "real spore man lord". The normal old elf who was separated out was just Gillianis's last bit of humanistic care. As for ambushing another self, that was a plan for the future.

"He did it voluntarily!" The Moon Elf snorted, "The person involved didn't say anything. Do you need to defend him?"

"Jane, I... I am of course willing to assist you in your research," the old elf couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard his student say that. "But if I had a choice, I would actually prefer to stay quietly in the coffin..."

"Is this what you call voluntary?" Ron took a step forward. When Gillianis's spell flew out, a wisp of gray mist caught up and swallowed it up. "You also tried to attack my companion?"

"No," the Moon Elf suddenly sneered as she looked at Ron who was getting closer and closer. A powerful word came out of her mouth and exploded in Ron's ears. "My target is you - the Law of Death!"

"Take this gray fog and go back to the dead!"

In the gray fog, Ron's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a puff of blood mist that exploded, staining the dispersing gray fog with spots of red. However, Gillianis did not have any joy of victory. Another sunburst exploded in the cave. If it were not for the two old elves who risked their lives to save the others, this terrifying energy spell would have killed almost everyone here.

But when the explosion faded, two different figures stood in front of Gillianis again.

One of them was naturally Ron, whose clothes were almost blown to pieces, and he himself was also seriously injured, but not completely incapacitated. The other person was Gillianis, whose arm was covered with the Swordsong Lion Armor!
"The ghost is still there!" The moon elf was shocked and angry, "How did you survive!"

This was not the most puzzling thing for her. What she could not accept the most was: how could the other self be unharmed!

"As you said before: interpersonal relationships are also part of strength." Gillianis smiled slightly, and the lion head on her shoulder opened, and a bottle of healing potion immediately rolled into her other hand. "There is also a scroll of resurrection in it, but unfortunately I have used it up, so you can't see it anymore."

"As for why I am here and why Mr. Ron is still alive - Sir, can you show my achievements to the other me?"

Ron stretched out his right arm, and at the crook of his arm, a dark jade stone exuded a warm luster.

"This achievement can help him better integrate martial arts and magic. At the same time, as my creation, after contact with me, I can of course establish a connection with it and control it to a certain extent," Gillianis slowly approached the other self. She was now completely unable to compete with herself because her magic was exhausted and she had lost her magic tool. "Although Ron did not encounter this me, he had enough contact with you just now. We are the same person, but you don't know how to use this item."

"By the way, even if you are obsessed with studying magic, you should at least pay attention to your magic weapon, right? It was actually shattered by a headbutt, tsk tsk, "

Arcane energy filled the cave again under the guidance of Gillianis like an endless stream of water, completely enveloping the other self: "Give up the struggle, the victory has been decided. This is a good thing for me as a whole, and I'm sure you will agree."

"The Sword Song Lion Armor is currently just a dead object that responds mechanically to my will. It can be enriched to adapt to more functions. Let's do this together, just like before." (End of this chapter)