Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

This is the arcane that Ron optimized after improving the crossbow. Detonating these orange-yellow crystals no longer requires shortbows and cloud-explosive arrows. With just one thought, the arcane can do it!

These looters look fierce, but in fact they can only bully casters like Victor who can only release thunder waves. Facing them, Ron will not give them any room to react.

"Priest! Where is the priest?!" There were bursts of shouts from the crowd in front of the town, and Ron would not even take the initiative to look for the priest who could change the situation in the eyes of the other party.

When the enemy was in the dark just now, they had carefully investigated all the casters in this scattered alliance, and none of them could threaten them.

The same is true when they unite.

"Is she the priest you are looking for?"

A scornful laugh rang out from the chaotic crowd, and a gorgeous girl with white hair and red eyes appeared among the tribes here at some point. Under normal circumstances, they would have fought each other for her, but now, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard all around!

The reason was that the extremely pale girl was holding the beards or hair of four priests!

"Or are you looking for him?"

"Or her?"

"It can't be her."

Sylvia held up a dead face and showed it to the people around: "Why can't you choose a few priests who are acceptable to you? Handsome men and beautiful women are fine."

"These old guys, I don't even have the desire to bite them." The vampire said, licking his tempting lips.

"Vampire... No, that's the vampire." In the hazy fog, the sound of thunder-like conversation fell into the ears of everyone without hesitation, causing Sylvia to look up in dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong with the vampires? Today, I want to taste the blood of you frost giants!"

"Richthofen Dark Art - Fireball!"

In the darkness that surged out from her side, a scorching energy ball that was far superior to ordinary fireballs was brewing and growing in it. A series of low roars came from it, and it seemed that it might explode at any time. Ron was sure that Sylvia was not only using the fireball after the ring upgrade, but perhaps it was a fireball that was upgraded to the fifth or even sixth ring!

Even if the frost giant was hit by this, he would lose half of his life!

Feeling the terrifying energy ready to be released in the dark art, the two frost giants looked at each other and roared at the same time. The giant on the left picked up a huge rock like a hill and smashed it towards Sylvia, while the one on the right waved the giant axe in his hand, took a few steps forward, and was about to chop at the black fog that wrapped Sylvia, and he must destroy it in the bud no matter what!

But Ron's side was not just Sylvia!

"Your opponent is me!" A loud and arrogant laugh that was almost crazy came from far away like a storm, sweeping across the sky. The frost giant holding a huge axe looked down and saw a figure that was no bigger than other weak races flashing a bloodthirsty red light, charging towards him.

The frost giant didn't care at first, just waving his weapon casually, trying to drive her away like a fly. However, when his huge axe covered with a layer of frost collided with the woman, the frost giant wailed in pain like crazy. He stepped back a few steps, and one hand loosened the axe handle because he could no longer hold the huge axe. He raised his hand and looked, and found that his middle finger and index finger were cut off by the woman who looked like an ant to him!

Not much blood was spilled. The frost giant's blood, which was not hot to begin with, solidified instantly with the cold wind. However, when he looked at the crazy woman again, his eyes revealed deep fear and panic!

"Solem——" the giant roared, calling out the name of their god in Giant language. Although this had nothing to do with the story of the Canglan Grip that Sera knew, there was no doubt that the sharp blade of the Canglan Grip was not unfamiliar to this frost giant!

More than unfamiliar? This sword was once the weapon of one of them! That frost giant once held this sword and set off a bloody storm, step by step towards the position of the leader, and easily dealt with all competitors!

"Tholem--" the frost giant roared, calling out the name of their god in Giant language. This god made his people proud because of his powerful victory over his twin brother Surtur and other legendary threats. However, today, this god, who is usually followed by ten guard brothers and ten guard sisters, cannot give his kind any honor, because he is facing only a human!

Even if the blue giant sword in her hand has the ability to easily cut giants, its holder is still a human! In the dark, the injured frost giant seemed to hear the cruel oracle of their god:

If he cannot defeat her, his position will be replaced by this human! This human will win the recognition and respect of other giants!

And he will be the shamer!

"Roar!" There was no time to pray. The injured frost giant burst out with amazing strength and courage when Sera approached again. The giant axe in his hand roared and chopped fiercely with the Grip of Canglan. The barbarian, who seemed to him to be as majestic as his own people, roared like a beast. When snowflakes began to float around his body, Sera's body became more and more majestic as he imagined!

In addition to the two warriors, Sylvia was suspended in the air, staring coldly at the giant who threw the stone. On the ground behind her, there was only a pile of rubble. The arcane light in the eyes of the vampire flowed, and a faint connection was established between him and Sera.

But this will not affect her fight against the frost giant who only dared to throw boulders from a distance. Not all spells require her to maintain absolute concentration to maintain. She is confident that she can kill the giant before the town of Flåm without cutting off the connection with Sera.

What really made Sylvia look cold was the hazy cold fog behind the giant. There, a body stronger than the two giants outside was becoming clearer and clearer. Sylvia could clearly feel that the changes around the frost giant wrestling with Sera seemed to be related to the other party!

This creature is trying to interfere with Sera's battle!

"I won't let you succeed easily!" Sylvia raised the corner of her lips, revealing a sharp incisor. She was wrapped in black fog and her cane floated in front of her.

As a series of spells came out of her mouth, a slender green ray pierced out from the black fog, pointing directly at the frost giant who was gradually forced into a desperate situation after losing his size advantage in the process of wrestling with Sera.

"Dissociation - do you think you are that dragon lich? Since you want to hide behind, don't even think about interfering with things here!"

The beam of dissociation instantly penetrated the frost giant's eyebrows. With a howl that stopped abruptly, the giant's blue and sturdy body, along with his weapons and equipment, turned into a handful of dust mixed with ice crystals and disappeared with the wind. But just as Sera didn't care to rebuke Sylvia for snatching her opponent away and was about to take off the head of another frost giant, a long sigh suddenly came out from the ice crystals that were dancing with the frost giant's ashes.

Without anyone's reminder, Sera immediately retreated, but her retreat speed was actually slower than the speed of the ice crystals sweeping. A frost rune flashed in the whirlwind of ice crystals. As the rune detonated the ice crystals and shattered into countless deadly ice fragments, a syllable in the common language also exploded like thunder on the land in front of Fromm Town.

"Enough!" (End of this chapter)