Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

The Burning Embers of Law will neither stun the target into unconsciousness for a long time, nor does it have the mysterious power to directly kill living things. According to Gillianis, the only thing it can do is to burn everything in front of it with an unreasonably high temperature.

The same is true for the offspring of God. In such flames, even the frost of the offspring of God Solem cannot protect him from being burned.

"Ahhhh——" A huge head popped out in the three-color flames. The flames on his face made him look like a blue-skinned giant with a colorful beard. However, before Ron could further observe how badly the other party was hurt, a piece of magical ice larger than Xuri penetrated the barrier of flames and instantly stuck to Ron's face.

In a trance, Ron seemed to be able to hear the sound of his bones breaking, and then there was another heavy blow through the ice.

Ron's body flew backwards in an instant, smashing through two stone walls like a cannonball. The heavy blows from the front and back made Ron unable to stay awake any longer. His eyes went dark in an instant, and he fainted.

After all, the heir of God is related to God. Even if Ron has the means to hurt him, it will still be difficult to defeat him.

"Ron!"

Sera rushed forward without caring about her fatigue and hidden injuries. Ivy and the others surrounded her, forming a formation that looked like an iron wall. But when the heir of God looked at them, he just waved his hand casually, and an ice wall like a knife and an axe rose from the ground beneath them without warning, throwing everyone and half of the buildings in the town of Fromm into the sky, and then smashing them down heavily.

As the ice wall shattered, extremely cold icy clouds enveloped the entire surface of the town. The surviving tribesmen huddled together trembling, staring with awe and awe at the Titan who didn't even glance at them.

They understood that the only reason they were able to survive was that this life form that had already surpassed the scope of mortals did not see them at all. For them, who were known for their bravery, they did not understand whether experiencing such a disaster was a good thing or a bad thing.

Perhaps they should rush forward to prove themselves like those adventurers who are taken seriously by the heirs of God?
Do not make jokes.

"Ugh, ahhh." Looking at the people who were instantly buried by the ice wall, the Heir of God uttered a series of sounds. Those were the Giant language mixed with the original language. As his voice roared in all directions, the frost giants who had just fled in panic gathered together again and crawled outside the town of Fromm.

"The God's Heir said to take these people back," the Ice Shaper, whose legs were cut off, was carried by two frost giants and gave a gloomy order to the tribes, "Hurry up! Don't delay the important matter!"

The members of the tribe dared not delay, and quickly wrapped their furs as tightly as possible, rushed into the extremely cold area around the Heir of God, which was as low as minus 50 to 60 degrees Celsius, and dragged out the people who were already unconscious like Ron.

The Frost God's Heir ignored these busy ants. He looked down at his chest, where a three-colored flame mark seemed to be embedded in his flesh. No matter how strong his recovery ability was, he could not expel it.

As for the surrounding area, the burns on the arms, head and neck had almost healed, but there were a lot of extra growths near the healed wounds. Some were skin that could not be properly connected to the body, and others were lumps of flesh or bone spurs.

The God's heir's self-healing ability is so strong that even if he imposes his will on it, he cannot make the body recover "just right".

These growths are proof of its terrifying recovery ability.

At this moment, the God's Heir's ice-blue eyes were staring at Ron who was smashed into the ruins by him. After a moment, he took a step forward, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Ron.

This action triggered another earthquake, shaking the surrounding tribesmen. The most unlucky ones were the ones carrying Ivy. The equipment on the half-elf was so heavy that they needed to use all their strength to carry it. The sudden attack from the God Heir almost injured them by an unconscious warrior. But they didn't dare to complain at all. Even if they did, the Frost God Heir probably wouldn't care.

At this moment, there was only one Ron in his eyes. Until, a soft sigh gently rippled from the crack in the space.

"You can't take him away."

The starlight shone, reflecting the frost and snow, refracting the blazing light, bombarding the powerful body of the Heir of God that seemed like it would never fall. At the same time, the shock to the mind also smashed into the spirit of Solem's Heir of God like a meteor.

The two appeared almost at the same time, launching their attacks at extremely tricky angles, at the moment when the God's attention was distracted. However, even with such an attack, it only slightly shook the God's Heir, allowing him to focus his attention on the attacker.

Unlike the giants who have shortcomings, the spiritual power of the Frost God's heir is as amazing as his physical strength. Both his intelligence and perception have reached an extremely high level.

Most ordinary people may only be able to improve to one level at most even if they spend their entire lives.

"Give the egg back."

This time, the incomprehensible roar finally left the mouth of the heir of God, but instead turned into clear words.

A huge dragon head appeared from the hazy starlight, the radiance of the positive energy plane flickered between his scales, and turned into starlight near the corners. His light gray eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the heir of God who was ready to go.

"I reject."

The giant dragon with crystal-like scales spoke: "That egg belongs to the dragon clan. You can't get your hands on it."

"If I hadn't learned everything from the stars, I wouldn't care what happened between you and the White Dragon, but now that I've seen it, I can't just ignore it."

"Everything you saw was wrong," the heir of God refuted in a deep voice. Facing this crystal dragon that was also much weaker than him, he did not directly attack it, but tried to explain, "Most of the crystal dragon's predictions are wrong, and you are the only ones who believe in it."

"Nonsense!" The glow on the crystal dragon's body rose and fell rhythmically. "Even the Platinum Dragon King said that our divination is terrifyingly accurate!"

"It's impressively accurate," the God's Heir lowered his eyes, "'I once had a crystal dragon tell my fortune, and what he said was all nonsense and nonsense, except for the part he said I would definitely forget.' If there is nothing wrong with my education and memory, that's what He said, right?"

"Don't play around anymore. The current situation is not optimistic. You can't judge it in your own way. Give the eggs back." (End of this chapter)