Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

The gaze was as cold as winter. It was just a description when describing other people, but it was a realistic description when describing Gillianis. When her eyes fell on the intruder, accompanied by the sound of frost freezing, Mark felt that his blood was about to be frozen into ice.

But it doesn't matter... After all, he doesn't rely on blood to function.

"How did you find out?" Mark had a weird smile on his face. His movements were quite stiff, but he was still able to move.

"Axuri won't let anyone touch his head except Ron, and I'm more used to tickling his chin." Gillianis knew that the other party didn't want to know such a simple answer. Breaking a huge illusion that enveloped the entire Green Swamp Town was definitely not as simple as tickling Axuri's chin.

But why should she tell the other party?
Gillianis paid attention to the situation outside again. The streets were in chaos. Constance had not returned for a long time, so it was impossible for others not to have noticed that they had already started fighting with the thugs from Yungang.

Karad's army is not stationed here, otherwise it would be easier to end the whole conspiracy.

"They can't win. The young master started planning this before he came here, and now there are no loopholes." The hazy illusion wrapped the Mage Tower again. "Miss Gillianis, I have come to this point today by reading your works. Unlike the elves, as a human, I will never be able to reach your level, so I can only improve my own illusion skills."

"Today, in addition to helping the young master fulfill his wish, I also want to test my own achievements."

"It's so-so. For someone whose talent is less than one-tenth of that of a 'mud-legged man', you've done pretty well." Gillianis was referring to Ron, of course. "It actually took me a few seconds to remove it. Humph..."

"A few seconds?" Mark seemed not surprised by this conclusion. "I am very satisfied to be able to hold you for a while. I am sure you have noticed that the flow of time is different inside and outside the alley. In just a short while, Constance will be killed, toyed with to death."

"Is that what you're telling me?"

"The current situation is different from the ideal state. You can tell even without me telling you."

"You seem to be fearless," Gillianis nodded. "So you want to kill me too?"

"In fact, I have had this doubt since I found out that Exure isn't real, or even earlier, since I heard about Evander's conspiracy. How can you be so confident that you can take over this place? You didn't even inform me in advance, and you only gave me a symbolic notice today."

"Where do you get the courage to do this?" Gillianis suddenly attacked, and Mark spat out a large mouthful of frozen blood and a mess of black internal organs, then collapsed to the ground. A wisp of black smoke coming out of his internal organs made her immediately understand, "So that's what the dragon lich underground is like."

"I thought its radiation range was limited to here."

"How is this possible?" Mark vomited another large mouthful of ice and laughed miserably and fanatically. "His power can affect the entire world, and will soon affect all universes! He will be the only god we follow!"

"I have been following Him since I escaped the shipwreck after receiving His grace in a dream several decades ago. In order to follow Him, I gave up my own skin and sublimated into another form. Some time ago, I was called by the Lord again and became stronger again! And now, I will summon Him to come! Gillianis, you only have three options left: obey Him, stay away from here, or die!"

Legends are different from ordinary people. Even in this situation, the other party has to give you three options. After all, if you are really pushed, no one can guarantee that the moon elves can come up with any amazing tricks, not even the dragon lich who is obsessed with becoming a god. "I have two questions." Gillianis looked at this "human" who was losing blood and internal organs but showed no signs of dying. Instead, his momentum became stronger and stronger.

"Of course you have a right to know."

"First of all, does Evander know this?"

"The young master is just the young master," Mark shook his head. "After this is over, he will hold this place for a short time and return to Yungang after proving himself to the family."

"Then the second question is: Why can't you pull Axuri in here? Why does he just fall into a deep sleep?" Gillianis's eyes made Mark's face change. "Don't you want to?"

"Or is it because he has your master's blood flowing in his body?"

"You, you found out?!" Mark's face was uncertain, "Sir, you shouldn't have made this clear, because if you did, my master would not let you leave!"

"I never thought about leaving," Gillianis sneered. "As for your so-called 'calling by the Lord', could it be that He pulled you up again after He found out that the plague caused by His breath had caused your death?"

"That explains why you are so 'full of vitality' - because you are no longer human!" Gillianis put pressure on Mark again. This time, when she cast a targeted spell, Mark's body suddenly fell apart. However, just like the Mindatis and Saran she had seen before, under this body, another humanoid body covered with shiny black scales stood up.

"As expected, Abisa Dragon Demon."

"I prefer to be called the Dragon Blessed Priest - especially after my master is about to become a god. I will become a true Dragon Blessed Priest, because I will no longer worship dragons as gods."

"My master is the true god!"

As he spoke, Mark threw out a dangerous shadow ray, which went straight to Gillianis's chest. This ray was between real and illusory, and ordinary magic could not work on it, but it could work on entities. This characteristic allowed it to pass through most defensive magic, and it was even more difficult to remove it by bombardment.

Of course, these are all for ordinary spellcasters. Gillianis is not one of them. With just a well-timed wave of her hand, the rays woven into the shadow magic were easily disintegrated into nothingness.

"You actually want to attack me?" The smile that used to appear on the moon elf's face from time to time disappeared, her voice overlapped, and as the face in the arm armor that was exactly the same as hers emerged, two moon elves appeared in front of Mark and began to cast spells on him at the same time!

"I was planning to find out more about your background," said Gillianis, who was "transformed" from the arm armor, in a voice that seemed to come from the abyss, "but you actually have the guts to attack me... Then die in front of your master!"

"Anyway, the soul obtains information in the same way!" (End of this chapter)