Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

A gem, a golden gem, quietly lying in a room that was originally classified as a planting area or a meeting area. It was full of rotten kitchen utensils, piled on a stove filled with ashes, and looked more like a kitchen.

The gem was placed on the stone surface, motionless, looking like it was just placed there casually by someone.

"This should be it..." Ivy and the others certainly recognized it. Although they hadn't seen this type of gemstone for a while, it was undoubtedly the last one on the amethyst slab. Hoffman had said before that his awakening a few months ago was related to this. I guess he just put it here casually.

He was the only living person in the shelter who only woke up from time to time. What use was a gem, even if it was a magic item?

Just because it was useless to Hoffman didn't mean it was useless to Ron and the others. However, no one advised Ron to put it away, and Ron himself didn't move, but just looked at the object that stood out in the abandoned kitchen with caution.

"The devil is really powerful. He can find it in such a remote place," Ron seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to others, "but they didn't take it away. They just left it here for us to take."

“It’s like a trap.”

"But it's not the devil, at least not the only one prepared by the devil for us," Victoria slowly raised her shield and looked at the space between Ron and the gem, "We've been discovered, so don't hide."

Sera took a half step back, on guard, but the others were not surprised. Ron was not greedy, but when faced with magic props that were within easy reach and could be put together to form a set, no one would be unmoved.

A relatively slender but still sturdy torso compared to a human was exposed from the air. The other party's body was covered with bright silver scales. Although there was no obvious sexual characteristics, the skeleton showed a female. A pair of dark purple eyes were embedded in the eye sockets, looking at Ron and the other five people, and finally fell on Victoria.

"Interesting," the Dragonborn's voice was slightly hoarse, but it had a unique rhythm. "I only know that those paladins who follow their oaths have keen perceptions, but I rarely hear that priests like you have similar abilities."

"If evil does not hide itself, even ordinary people can easily discover it. You should not exist in this world." Victoria paused for a word, "Are you the accomplice of that false god?"

"I prefer to be called 'The Chosen One' or 'God's Side'," the Silver Dragonborn smiled faintly, "You should call me that too. After all, you are standing on His territory."

"I know a chosen one from another world, and he doesn't care much about his own identity," Ron was talking about the planeswalker Masalino who had already left. "Do you emphasize these things because you are worried that your 'god' will not favor you? Or is it because you know that what you believe in is not a true..."

"Nonsense!" The Dragonborn interrupted Ron with a sharp rebuke. She raised her hand and pointed. A dark energy ray burst out at such a close distance and shot straight at Ron's face. "You will pay for your blasphemous words!" Ron turned sideways, revealing half of his face behind the tower shield: "Are you anxious?"

"No wonder, you were the one who killed the corpse collector. The lich should not have the time to do such a thing. If I am not mistaken, it should be at a critical stage."

Even the true incarnation of the god has shown up, so the other party should be even more nervous. How could they slaughter his own men at will?

"They deserve to die, and so do you!" The Dragonborn opened his mouth and blew out a cone-shaped breath. Under Sylvia's cover, everyone quickly evacuated the small kitchen. As soon as they left, the walls around the room were torn into pieces by the violent frost. "You will die here together!"

"You think too much!" In the cold mist, a scream and the roar of a hound stimulated the Dragonborn's hearing. The goblin hunter suddenly rushed out of the ether, waving a short blade and rushed straight to the back of the Dragonborn, "I am so powerful!"

The cloth behind the Dragonborn was instantly torn apart, revealing a huge black dragon tattoo that spanned her entire back. "Get lost, you disgusting bug!" A pair of dragon wings with a terrifying wingspan suddenly appeared, creating a hurricane that swept the goblin hunter and the night hound aside.

This pair of magnificent dragon wings revealed her true identity: she was not a dragonborn at all, but a real silver dragon!

"Oh my god, how come it's bigger than Exuri's?!" The goblin hunter's exclamation was soon drowned out by the frost. Ron and Sylvia tore open the scrolls one by one, Ivy and Victoria resisted the oppression of the powerful dragon's might in the front, and only the strong Sera dragged the Grip of Canglan and rushed into the cold wind without looking back.

"Old buddy, do you remember when we first met?" The Barbarian's eyes were filled with fire ignited by excitement and excitement. She raised her greatsword and stroked the broad and heavy blade with the tenderness of a lover. "Hall of Valor is waiting for me! We are going to slay the dragon!!"

"Sera, don't be so impulsive!" The shout of another old partner, Ivy, was faintly heard in the cold wind that was colder than that in her hometown, but Sera turned a deaf ear to it and just kept moving forward.

"Please witness it, Grom! Please witness it!" There seemed to be a sound of something breaking on the Grip of Canglan. A phantom wearing heavy armor and holding a big sword flashed behind the barbarian. The raging fire in Sera's eyes instantly turned into reality!
The frenzied flames dispelled the ominous cold, the violent sword blade slashed at the magical items, the dragon's breath and magic whistled in her ears - but the pain was long gone!
Fight, only fair fighting can please that god. Winning the battle will gain favor and glory, and dying in the battle will only push the glory to an unparalleled peak!
Come on! Kill me or be killed by me! Sera could no longer tell whether it was her own roar or her inner voice. In her eyes, there was not much difference. In her eyes and mind, there was only the enemy who was constantly releasing his own strength, getting bigger and stronger!
This is exactly what she wants!
However, on the other side, Ron and others helplessly discovered that their power was no longer enough to help her. The one who gave Sera power was a more powerful being! They could hardly even help her from the side!
"Ron, save this lunatic! She will burn herself to ashes!" Driver's voice sounded anxiously. Ron noticed that a golden gem flew through the winter that was comparable to a spell of seven rings or above. At this point, the coins of the gods had no reaction. It seemed that the only thing they could count on was the creation of Gillianis Galanold as a legendary wizard.

Ron stretched out his hand to catch it, but the gem seemed to have a spirit, and it turned in the air and plunged into his arm. His arm, which was covered with a layer of armor, rose up uncontrollably, and burst out with a brilliance that was even more holy than the magic that Victoria could currently perform. In a trance, it seemed that there was a hymn chanting in his ears.

Just when Sera was about to burn herself to ashes, a shadow that was even more gigantic than the dragon the barbarians were fighting against appeared behind her in an embrace, and the vast vitality instantly refilled the body that was still fighting! (End of this chapter)