Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

"Sir Ron, what is going on? What did you see?" Seeing that Ron's complexion had improved slightly, Masarino asked quickly.

"What just happened?" Buckman looked curiously at the shadow spirit who suddenly reacted violently. The patterns on the other's face became lively because of the action just now, but Buckman knew that this was probably not a good thing.

"Someone is spying on us," Shadow Spirit answered succinctly. He glanced around vigilantly, trying to find out where the other party was. "He's not nearby, otherwise the counterattack he suffered would be enough to expose him - I blocked everything he saw just now."

"You've been exposed?" The charming female cultist glanced at them and curled her lips. "You're really unreliable. You've already failed once, and yet you have another accident like this... I'm beginning to regret working with you."

"You have no choice, 'Witch'," Buckman said coldly, "If you want to choose two other people, you can go find them. I am not interested in arguing with you."

"No," just as the woman called a witch was about to retort, the shadow spirit suddenly rolled his eyes and spoke coldly.

"Hehe, Brother Buckman, even your allies have started to criticize you, what do you say--"

"You're wrong," the shadow spirit with leaf vein patterns interrupted her with a fierce gesture, "We are not exposed. It's you who is being tracked by the other party."

"We are the ones who are being burned."

"This is impossible! You are talking nonsense!" The witch raised her eyebrows and screamed, "How could anyone trace me?"

"I don't believe it either," Shadow Spirit's voice, accompanied by the cry of a white crow, pierced through the witch's exaggerated acting skills. "I heard that you are the bishop who is best at hiding your body. You used this skill to assassinate your thirty-five competitors."

"You were actually being tracked, and judging by the clear direction of the spell, you must have revealed a very big flaw."

"And then you found Buckman—" The pale elf's eyes narrowed dangerously, "Do you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

The witch showed an angry expression on her face, which soon turned into a feeling of being framed and unable to refute. Finally, she showed a sweet smile.

"Ah, you discovered it and mixed it up - Buckman, you deserve to die."

"You clearly have the gift of my Lord, but you insist on asking outsiders for reinforcements. You are truly the most manly coward I have ever seen."

"Just based on what you said, I can break all your limbs!" Buckman looked at the witch coldly, his clenched fists still trembling and leaving afterimages. "And your mind is more vicious than a venomous snake. I am happy to expose your tricks!"

"Come on, Buckman, you can't scare me with that trick," the witch said with a tsk. "If you can't kill me once, you won't be able to kill me every time. And you have already used up your first and last chance to kill me."

"That's why he needs us." The surrounding shadow spirits all took a step inward, and the shadow spirit with leaf vein patterns threatened in a cold voice, "Why are you doing this?"

"Why? Of course, it's to gain the favor of our Lord." Although she was surrounded, the witch just yawned lazily, "What is the teaching of our Lord? Buckman, you are not naive enough to think that our Lord will be merciful enough to let all believers continue to serve her in the mortal world, right? The Kingdom of God is the final destination of most people!"

"I don't intend to rot in there—do you?"

"Half of the four bishops have lost contact. If you harm me and destroy my Lord's plan, I'm afraid there will be no place for you even in the Kingdom of God." Buckman said angrily.

He couldn't figure out how the other party's logic was closed, but he knew one thing very clearly: he had to stop this crazy woman! "Just surrender, witch! I will find the two rings myself!"

"Is that so?" the witch asked. "Is it possible that the current holders of the two rings will come to you?"

"You mean..."

"Impossible!" Shadow Spirit flatly denied this, "I have already erased his memory instead of simply blocking it. There is no way he can find this place!"

The shadow spirits are confident enough in their skills that even if the other party really conducts a carpet search, they will subconsciously avoid the entire area, not to mention this kind of tracking that has been countered.

They still have time to figure it out!

"Will it? Won't it?" The witch blinked mischievously and spread her hands. "Brother Buckman, I don't care about that. I only know that when the three rings come together, the last ring and its holder will be summoned together. By that time, you should all be finished."

"Then who is the master's last good child? Hehe, who is not?"

"A dead baby won't be a good baby~"

Buckman's face turned pale: "Don't forget about the God's assistant!"

"Come on, Buckman, stop using him to pressure me! Have you seen him? Really?!" When Buckman mentioned the Side of God, the witch suddenly became furious, "No!"

"Besides the rumor that it's a giant dragon, do you know any other information? No! Don't put pressure on me with a character that may not even exist! I'm not afraid of him!"

"is it?"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the sky, gradually approaching downwards. The large dragon wings stirred up a whirlwind, blowing so hard that everyone below could not open their eyes.

But even if one only observed the huge shadow that suddenly appeared on the ground and cast a shadow, no one would mistake that powerful creature.

A giant dragon!
The shadow spirits did not react much, after all, they did not work for the lich, but the two funeral bishops immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, regardless of their own will or not. This was a crushing defeat from the rank, and an absolute suppression of the degree of strength.

In terms of being corrupted by the dragon lich, this dragon is purer than them!
The witch wanted to look up to see the other person clearly, but she couldn't even move a finger. It was not until the dragon claw, which was much wider than her head, lifted her chin that the bishop could see the other person clearly.

This is a powerful silver dragon. There is a burnt black spot on one of its wings, which seems to be new.

"Don't you think that the God's Side doesn't exist?" The silver dragon glanced at her calmly, and blood flowed from the corner of the witch's mouth. "Then I'll let you take a look."

"Don't be so clever, Bishop. Find a chance to take back the ring. This is the command of my Lord."

The witch stared at the silver dragon steadily and turned a deaf ear to the other's orders. Just when the silver dragon frowned and began to seriously consider whether to crush the little bug to death to vent the grievances he had recently suffered, the witch suddenly laughed wildly and loudly!
"No, I refuse, I refuse! Ahaha, hahaha!" The witch struggled to break free from the other party's grip, "Don't try to deceive me! You are not God's side, you are not!" (End of this chapter)