Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

As Gracia uttered the word "dragon lich", Ron felt that the gray mist in his body that had disappeared seemed to stir again. I don't know if it was to make Ron sure that this was not an illusion, the gray mist stirred for a long time before slowly returning to calm.

The little princess of Purgatory took a deep look at Ron...in the depths, the gray mist that seemed to not exist in the material world did not try to hide its existence, but clearly stated its origin.

Do you have a share too... Well, at least this isn't bad. Although there are more people sharing the pie, the chances of success are also greater.

Not to mention, I had no intention of actually eating my portion.

Gracia withdrew her gaze, and the greedy look in her eyes flashed away. She was not a saint. The reason why she had always acted so "indifferent to fame and fortune" was simply because the thing that really attracted her had not really appeared yet.

"A dragon lich being hunted by many parties?" Ron frowned. He had made many speculations about the identity of this dealer before, and this possibility was not completely beyond his expectations.

However, it was "just" a dragon lich, how could it attract the pursuit of the Fungus Queen? And from Gracia's tone, it seemed that the one hunting it was not only the Demon Lord of the Abyss?
"It's not an ordinary dracolich, but a dracolich that seeks to become a god," Gracia said seriously, seeming a little dissatisfied with Ron's slight disbelief. "And because the lords in the past have sent it so many supplies, it is now very close to taking that step. That's why it is so eager to influence you, even at the cost of exposing its whereabouts."

"After all, generally speaking, creatures like me don't usually spend time staring at just one world. If it were normal, it would take at least a few years from the time I discovered its leaked aura to the time I locked onto its whereabouts. By that time, it might have already completed its plan."

The eyes of the Grand Duke of Purgatory contained a hint of mockery and greed. "Kadriamur El Arun, also known as Kalianruen, was once a powerful ancient black dragon. Many years ago, it followed the Dragon Queen Tiamat and served her. And it was not just a lip service. It followed Tiamat's footsteps and joined Avernus, serving its queen at her beck and call."

"Although the black dragon is not as favored by Tiamat as the red dragon, it is also the product of a lot of effort from Tiamat. As a colorful ancient dragon that voluntarily follows Him, you can imagine how much favor it enjoys. According to rumors - I heard from Zariel, the credibility of that war madman is half and half - Tiamat has even prepared some measures. After it lives for 1,200 years and becomes an ancient dragon and reaches the ascended realm, Tiamat will personally intervene to enable it to fuse the echoes of many worlds in the material plane into one, and promote it to become one of the most powerful dragons."

Ron remembered what Gillianis had taught him: there were some of the oldest chromatic dragons. After they had spent twelve hundred years in the mortal world and their treasures had accumulated millions of dollars, they were able to reach a state of ascension by fusing their own incarnations from all the worlds they had traveled to, gaining new powers comparable to the powerful incarnations of Tiamat.

However, it is not easy to achieve this goal. The revenge among dragons and the interference of adventurers make it impossible for most colored dragons to reach this level of power. Metal dragons will not sit idly by and watch this phenomenon. Once they are targeted, it is a fluke to be able to escape. There are very few who can go against the current and succeed.

The most famous black dragon today is the one named Chronepsis, who currently resides in Outland and is sometimes considered the god of fate.

The story of the other red dragon, Ashadron, is widely sung in many worlds of the material plane. It may also be the first existence to promote itself by devouring its own echoes in other worlds. "Does it want to emulate Chronepsis?" Gillianis looked at the Grand Duke. She knew more details than Ron, "But from the results, it seems..."

"It failed, yes." Gracia nodded. "It failed due to various interventions, and it was the worst kind: none of its echoes in all the worlds were spared, and it was annihilated before it could devour any of its incarnations. Tiamat intervened, but was strongly blocked."

"Most beings thought it was dead, but they never expected that one of the reasons why it was killed so easily and completely was because it spent too much energy leaving itself a way out."

"Transformed into a dracolich." Ron came to the obvious conclusion.

"However, the undead dragon form had a great impact on it, making it even more violent, suspicious, and extreme. It insisted that all this was Tiamat's fault, and therefore disobeyed and betrayed her. After stealing the secret of making Abishar Dragon Demon from her territory, it finally fled to this world and hid."

Ron and the others all looked at the two unlucky guys left behind by the black fog. They were similar to the Abissa Dragon Demon but also different. This was probably the masterpiece of this black dragon lich.

"Of course, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Its traitorous behavior certainly attracted the pursuit of the Dragon Queen, and the metal dragon also noticed its whereabouts and started to track it down. Although it has been very careful to hide itself, after so many years, it will eventually be discovered."

"But it was not completely unprepared. After it failed to ascend to become an ancient dragon, it immediately began to prepare for its next plan: it tried to become a god by devouring civilizations one by one."

"And you are its final step."

"In that case, do we need to disperse on our own?" Victoria asked, "If we do that, its plan will inevitably be delayed..."

"Disband? Why do you have such an idea?" Gracia gave her a strange look. "Once you are gone, it will definitely hide again. That fantasy will become a complete dead end. No one can predict the mobility of you mortals. As long as a group of blind people come here again, it will take the final step!"

"So you absolutely cannot leave. On the contrary, you must continue to develop here, and be more radical!" (End of this chapter)