Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Nuhawa couldn't remember how many times he had been pushed back by the big and strong "fat man". The other party looked neither like a plant person nor like those "outsiders", and even his intelligence was very low. But brute force, just the brute force of his arms, made it impossible for him, the king, to overcome the obstacles and break through the ridiculous wall that couldn't even be called a wall!
"Get out of here! You will die here!" The giant who had long been dead spoke again under the power of the lich, "You may be able to hinder me, but you cannot hinder my great plan as a god!"

The answer was the heavy breathing of the hill giant, but this time, this creature, whose mind could hardly contain anything other than food, did not rush over and continue his meaningless resistance. Nuhawa looked beyond the giant and saw a monster that stopped his opponent.

The monster was like the centaurs, with an upper body similar to an elf and a lower body like the trunk of other creatures, except that part was not a horse, but a giant spider. I don't know if it was the influence of this inhuman part, but even the face of this male drow was distorted - the four single eyes on half of his face blinked at different frequencies, one of which looked at the hill giant in front, while the others focused on the giant king who wanted to plant people.

"You can... rest now," the spider drow's tone was almost a whisper, but it also carried a kind of fanaticism that ordinary people could not understand, "His will must be implemented..."

The hill giant couldn't understand why the spider drow was so fanatically submitting to Lolth, or even what he was saying, but he understood one word: rest.

He bared his teeth and threatened Nuhawa again, then dragged his heavy belly and ran back, leaving the battlefield to the reinforcements he had never seen before. The latter took out a pair of straight-bladed long swords from his back.

"Whose believer are you?" Nuhawa understood some information from the spider-like drow's few words. Although he quickly took a fighting stance, he still couldn't help but ask.

"You should really bow down to this being." Zhuo Er seemed to answer, but he also seemed to be just disdainful. Such communication was meaningless to these two beings. They were just zombies who would only obey the orders from behind. The long sword and the huge iron fist collided with each other, and the huge body rolled out a real "no man's land" on the battlefield.

These were the reinforcements brought by Sarona. After she returned in defeat, she was unexpectedly not blamed by the priests. Instead, she was given another mission - to return here and then achieve the final victory.

Although the priest's words were confusing and did not even specify which side she should stand on, when Sarona arrived, she immediately understood her position - no matter what others thought, she would not stand on the side of that monster!

"Is this the true strength of your drow?" Kalad stared in amazement at the spider-like drow who fought Nuhawa with brute force until the avenue collapsed. "No, he was just a spider-like elf, a poor fellow who failed to successfully demonstrate his loyalty and strength in front of the Spider Queen," Sarona shrugged, "But this guy is indeed much stronger than the others. It seems you can relax now."

"We are only defending the most threatening one," the hobgoblin warlord shook his head, "Our strength is still not enough to contend with this endless tide of monsters. We still need more powerful allies..."

"In fact, we met a guy on the way here." The tone of the drow leader suddenly became a little strange. She raised her head and looked at the sky. Annie's magic tower was emitting arcane light, helping the troops on the ground to suppress the attack of the dragon demons. "It should be a spellcaster, but I have never seen such a way of casting spells...ah, it's her."

Zhuoer suddenly raised his hand and pointed. Kard and Andre looked over at the same time, only to see a hunched figure climbing up a huge rock launched by Annie with agility that was not expected of her, and smashing towards the magnificent existence in the distance without hesitation!

“Ghost!” The dragon lich immediately discovered the “cannonball” that had escaped from the battlefield. After seeing the person on it clearly, it roared in anger, “Everything you have today is thanks to me! How dare you, an ugly toad, resist me?!”

“Bullshit! Bullshit!” Hag Polly laughed loudly and transformed into five or six phantoms in mid-air to avoid the lich’s interception. When she approached, as the hag’s real body expanded, a swarm of flies that was noisier than the lich’s black fog flew up and devoured the magic circle around the dragon lich. “Do you think I, an old woman, will accept your kindness? You destroyed the family that we have run for generations! It’s all destroyed!”

"You won't destroy the last one! You're just a lich! A lich!"

The existence of witches is extremely contrary to common sense. The most powerful "grandmothers" among them may not even give face to the real gods, so what are liches? !
"Go back to your underground place!"

Ron, who was trapped on the back of the lich, didn't know if it was an illusion. When Polly rushed towards the black dragon head of the lich (which was obviously the main one), he actually saw the other party blinking at him... ?
What does it mean?
Ron subconsciously wanted to see if he had any magic props on him that could help this "righteous" witch, but he found nothing. Instead, Gillianis beside him suddenly raised her hand and placed it on his shoulder.

"Hiss...ha, it really hurts a bit." Gillianis exhaled a breath of stale air, as if she had suddenly come back to life, "How on earth did you get to know a witch? And she has helped you more than once, this is really rare."

In the remaining lake blue eye, the deep purple color rose and fell like a tide. "But no matter what, she helped us a lot. This lich has been using most of his energy to suppress my power. Now I can finally take a breath."

"You...recovered?" The strongest fighter on his side announced that he had escaped. This was undoubtedly the best news for Ron. However, when he looked at the moon elf, he found that the other party's injuries showed no signs of improvement. "But now you--"

"This is normal. I'm not a lich." Gillianis told an unfunny joke. Blood splattered from her mouth. She had no elf grace at all. "I should do what I should do."

"I'll leave this to you."

As soon as the Moon Elf finished speaking, the armor on his arm fell off and attached to Ron's body like a living thing, replacing the function of his original armor: "It's a prototype, but it has been optimized for more than a century. It's better than the one you have."

"Gillianis, what are you going to do?" Ron's heart skipped a beat. This looked like a plan for the end of her life, didn't it? ! "We should still have a chance! We can--"

"You still have a chance," the moon elf corrected, "I should return to Avandor, and Sehani Moonbow will guide me. Don't worry, Sir Ron, my consciousness is still preserved in the arm armor, and she will plan the best possible chance for you to win."

"I am the strongest wizard in the world. There are some things that only I can accomplish." The Moon Elf looked up. She saw the witch was losing ground and half of the spider elf's limbs were torn off by Nuhava. "For example, severely injuring a being that is close to a god."

This is really funny. Gillianis Galanold thought about it, and she actually laughed. In the past, she wanted to explore the secrets of becoming a god, but now that this opportunity has appeared in front of her, she must destroy it with her own hands.

But… "There's little hope. I can only do my best." She said, and patted Ron again with her arm, which was no longer covered by armor. "Wait!" Ron suddenly remembered something. He reached into his pocket and took out two coins with a human image on one side and an eye on the other. "This was sent by a god incarnation before. Take a look—"

"That god has three faces?!" Gillianis's eyes suddenly widened. She grabbed the pair of coins and kept looking between her two eyes. "What did they tell you?!"

"Not that one..." Ron knew, of course, that the other party was talking about the goddess of magic, but it was Tymora who came that day.

Gillianis just nodded without listening to his explanation: "Thank you for your help, Sir Ron!" Her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a word of thanks.

"Annie, I need your magic tower!" The next second, the moon elf had stepped into the warlock's tower and gave orders to the young civil warlock in an unquestionable tone, "I promised you that I could build a tower here just for this possible day!"

She didn't know what lay beneath the land, but that didn't stop her from planning. In Gillianis's centuries of life, she called this "expecting the unexpected."

It worked before, and it will work today as well, because another being who is closer to her than she thought also has the same awareness!
"Of course," Anne quickly stopped her fierce but ineffective bombardment and bowed to the archmage. "I am ready to sacrifice myself - do you need a blood sacrifice or a soul?"

"...Read more books in the future. You have the talent of a warlock and can become an excellent wizard." The moon elf was silent for a moment and sighed softly, "It's a pity that I can't guide you."

She took a step forward, and her silver-white hair and slender body became transparent, and the bright moonlight lit up inside her body. The entire Mage Tower outside seemed to be affected as well, and began to shake continuously.

The shaking pattern was quite fixed. When it started to become more intense, the entire town also began to shake in this regular pattern - and then, the entire land below Green Swamp Town!

"What, what happened?" Victor, like most civilians, fell to the ground due to the sudden shock. At the same time, outside the town, Masarino, who was fighting a bloody battle with a group of dragons and demons, raised his head and stared at the mage tower that suddenly shone brightly.

"Reconstruction... So that's how it is! No wonder you used Meteor Explosion to bomb a Death Knight when we parted so hastily—"

"You are going to die!" The dragon lich used a breath to wash the broken body of the witch Polly without reservation. The body that was abnormally tall compared to ordinary people was so small in front of it. "You will pay the price with your life!"

"So... what?" The witch laughed even more wildly, not caring at all that her body was slowly dissolving. "We always have a chance to come back, always have a chance!"

"And you, you are the one who will die!"

The hag screamed, her soul and her body were forced to leave this world, but the dragon lich was in no mood to care about her death.

The four eyes of the two dragon heads all looked towards the direction of Green Swamp Town. There, the entire town was releasing soft moonlight, illuminating the land of delusion!
"You..." The dragon lich did not continue speaking. It had already noticed the moon elf leaving the ruins on its back, and it could fully explain the scene before it.

"Sir Ron, you have been persuading me to build a wizard tower, but I have always been prevaricating." The moon elf's voice fell loudly and clearly into the ears of the dragon lich and the people on its back. "Now, you should know why, right?"

She used the entire Green Swamp Town as her workshop! Of course, she didn't need to build anything on top of it!
"Lich, perhaps my power is still insufficient compared to yours, but that is only under normal circumstances." A huge face appeared in the sky above Green Swamp Town. It was the face of an intact moon elf. "But now it is completely different."

"It's just a trifle. Are you planning to defeat me on my land?" The lich sneered, spread his dragon wings, and swooped down towards Green Swamp Town in a posture that covered the sky and the sun. "You will be the most valuable one in my treasure!"

"If you can move it alive."

The moonlight was dim, condensing into a long sword and falling into the hands of Gillianis, who was also condensed from the moonlight, and slashed at the dragon with all her might. The dragon lich fought back with its strong physique, and was not at all inferior, and even had a hint of suppression.

"Surrender! I can forgive your sins!" the dragon lich roared, "You will become my first priest after I ascend to godhood!"

Members of the Gray Ruins Dragon Society had never appeared on the list it considered - what it needed was destruction and overthrow. A cult with three of its four bishops dead and a silver dragon killed along with it was also an excellent sacrifice.

"I'm sorry, if it were me in the past, I might have considered it..." Gillianis's will was not bewitched or shaken at all. On the contrary, her lake blue eyes seemed to contain another world. Just now, it was dark there, so there was only the color of the lake.

But now, the sun has risen! "I am the true chosen one of God!"

The moment she saw the pair of coins, Gillianis was 100% sure that this was the gift prepared for her! And this gift was prepared for this moment!
"Destroy your delusions, reptile!" (End of this chapter)