Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

"I thought he could really die like a man," Sera grinned and laughed a little, "but it turned out to be the same, just with a few more twists and turns."

"Their so-called ideals are too 'unpopular'. After they die, probably no one will want to realize them," Sylvia glanced at Gillianis intentionally or unintentionally, "It's strange that they are willing to die."

People continue to pursue their ideals because they know there are people who can take over. If you go backwards in history like this, you can't expect others to follow you and violate traffic rules.

"Perhaps someone will set foot on this old road again in a few years, but that will have nothing to do with them." Gillianis pretended not to see the vampire's eyes and summoned the wizard's hand to drag the two corpses in front of the green dragon's skeleton. As she released a few more spells, strands of faint silk threads peeled off from the two corpses, establishing a connection with the huge skeleton.

"As expected, the murderer of this green dragon has been determined," the moon elf nodded, "the lich killed it and most likely peeled off its flesh and skin to use as casting materials for his own spell research."

"The power of the Dragon Queen is not so easy to steal. Even a being that was once close to the ancient dragon cannot get a glimpse of the whole picture. It has to rely on its own wisdom to make up for what it lacks."

"You mean, it finally succeeded?" Ron looked at the corpses. There was a clear difference in their colors. The luster on Mindatis was obviously closer to that of a green dragon, while Saran Lane's scales were darker.

"It's hard to say, after all, there are only two samples. But there is no doubt that it is moving in that direction," Gillianis stretched out her hand and peeled off a more representative tissue slice from the corpse. "These samples can help me understand the level of its power. You don't mind if I take them back?"

Ron would not stop this behavior that would be helpful in dealing with future crises, but before burying them, he had to ensure that their bodies were completely annihilated. As a fireball scroll was torn open, the two pieces of ordinary tough bodies that had lost their magical powers turned into ashes under the gaze of everyone. With the help of wind magic, all the ashes were swept into the dug pit and hastily buried.

In this case, let alone the black dragon lich, even if Tiamat herself came and wanted to resurrect them, it would take some effort.

"You... hate them so much?" Anastasia swallowed hard. Although these two guys were not on the same side as her in terms of physiological or cultural standpoints, watching the two former elves being crushed to ashes still made her feel a little sad.

"This is to prevent their bodies from being used by people with ulterior motives," Ron raised his head slightly and made an emotional expression, "I believe they don't want to suffer this kind of pain again. They will be grateful to me."

"I don't think so..." Driver curled his lips.

"They will be grateful to us!" Ron glared, and the goblin hunter immediately shrank behind Ivy.

Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is what it is. Anyway, they will never be able to stand up and refute you, right?
"Let's go," Ron clapped his hands in satisfaction. "Anastrina, thank you for your help along the way. When we return to Green Swamp Town, I will pay you as promised. There are quite a few caravans here now, so it will be convenient for us to go back."

"I didn't help much along the way... I'm so ashamed," Anastasia said, a little embarrassed, "but I was frightened a lot..."

She intentionally didn't want the reward, but as a mercenary she always had to spend money, and the loss of equipment along the way was quite alarming. If she didn't take a penny, she really couldn't say such a thing. "Don't refuse. This exploration is full of problems. The price we agreed on before is naturally not counted. When we return to town, I will definitely give you a satisfactory reward." Ron saw the other party's entanglement and said with a smile.

He doesn't lack this little money now. Besides, if Gracia wants him to stay here and face the future honestly, she will definitely throw some bait. Among the countless treasures in Purgatory, the least valuable is the money in the material plane.

Ron was extremely sure that he and even the entire delusion would not be short of money for some time to come.

The old banyan tree was not far from the New Green Swamp Town. Even without the help of any powerful magic, Ron and his party quickly returned to the town. However, as soon as they entered the town, Ron's heart skipped a beat.

Is this... still the New Green Swamp Town that he was familiar with?

Ron admitted that he had not paid much attention to the construction of the territory before, but he had a group of companions who were good at it. They worked together to manage the territory in an orderly manner, but now——

Several crows with sloppy feathers flew over overhead with ominous cries. There were no guards standing guard at the town gate, and no pedestrians were seen coming in or out. Even looking at the streets, there was almost no sign of living people. Black sewage flowed slowly along the stone patterns on the streets. Part of it had already dried up and hardened into lumps, while the other part seemed to have just started flowing.

"What... happened?!" Sera widened her eyes, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief, "That dragon lich came to take revenge so soon?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is impossible." The arm armor on Gillianis's shoulder issued a serious rebuke. "I say, was your town like this before?"

Gillianis did not answer her other self's question, but directly opened her memory to her. During the browsing process, the elf face on the Sword Song Arm Guard gradually widened its eyes: "This... How could it become like this?"

"Let's go in and take a look!" Ron said in a deep voice and rushed into the town. The rest of his companions also reacted quickly and followed.

Along the way, the houses on both sides of the street were closed one by one, as if there were no residents. Even the shops and pubs were empty. Some seasonal fruits and vegetables were rotting there with no one caring, and the rest of the goods were covered with a layer of dust.

Not to mention the business travelers, it looked as if everyone in the territory had fled in a very short time! Ron and his companions first went to check the post station and the guesthouse, and sure enough, there was no one there.

"It looks like it happened in the last few days." Driver concluded after checking various traces. "The latest trace was this morning."

"Those outsiders left recently. I don't know what happened to the residents," Ron pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there should be another place with a lot of people. "Let's go! To the Gagawaaa Tavern!" (End of this chapter)