Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 61: The End of the Swampmaw
They have always known that there is a juvenile Swampmaw wandering around delusional.

But the creature turns into an ambush predator after a feeding frenzy that lasts only a month.

As for it falling into the underground sewer, even if Ron and his team wanted to eradicate it, they were powerless. It would be better to let it go, as long as it didn't be so blind as to eat its way into their territory.

But no one expected that the swampthroat monster would actually run over here and eat the black dragon head.

"It seems to be the will of God that I should add the name of this creature to my record!" Sera stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips. "Chief, I beg you to give me this honor. I will take the final blow to kill this monster!"

“Humans?!” At this time, the young black dragon had also discovered them, and asked in a tone of amazement and shock, “Why are you here? Get out of here! This creature is very dangerous!”

"You, the task I gave you should be to drive them away, not to lure them over here - the days of me ambushing humanoids are gone forever!"

"But Master..." Will-O-Wisp's voice was filled with grievance, "I think what they said makes sense, you need help to solve it!"

The black dragon's tone was filled with annoyance. It was indeed the race with the worst temper among all dragons. "I don't need any help! You brainless idiot! They only want me to share--"

"Goo-"

Before the Black Dragon finished speaking, the Swampmaw Monster on the opposite side took advantage of its distraction and ejected its deadly tongue.

"Look, I'm telling you—roar!"

A piece of flesh was torn off the black dragon's shoulder, and it responded with a breath full of strong acid.

This swampmaw monster is almost an adult, and is evenly matched with the young black dragon. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.

And in half a month at most, the black dragon would have no choice but to run away when it saw the other party - even for small beasts, the growth rate of the swampmaw monster was fast. Although the dragon clan was powerful, it took too long to develop.

At least within ten years, a young black dragon is unlikely to be a match for an adult Swampmaw. Blue dragons that can spit lightning are naturally restrained, but they are all in the desert, tens of thousands of miles away from here.

But this black dragon is obviously lucky. It has a relatively smart will-o'-the-wisp and the helpers attracted by it.

"Get out of the way!" Ivy shouted and raised the tower shield - after defeating the manticore, the gem had been transferred and inlaid on the shield.

Because both the half-elf and Victoria who came to help felt that it was stupid for a tower shield warrior to raise his shield in order to cast spells.

Of course, there are downsides to this: if the gem comes loose during combat, it can be a little embarrassing.

"What--" The Black Dragon didn't know what these guys were trying to do, but the sense of crisis in its blood made its body react before its brain.

"Zi-la-"

A thick bolt of lightning instantly shot out from the hillside next to the nest, engulfing the Swampmaw in an instant. When the lightning faded, Ron's flaming arrows and Driver's arrows followed closely behind.

But the Swampmaw only seems to react more strongly to the latter's damage.

"The Swampmaw is resistant to fire damage, Mage!" The black dragon laughed unpleasantly, "You should use another spell!"

"For example, this--" The black dragon raised its head, as if brewing something. When the Swampmaw was about to get rid of the negative effects of the lightning shock, a sticky acid arrow was finally spewed out by the black dragon and hit the Swampmaw's body hard.

"Ha, looks like I'm here just in time!" Sera rolled nimbly, avoiding the splash of acid arrows and the swampmaw's hasty capture. When she stood up, the double-edged axe raised its sharp teeth and fangs like a giant crocodile ambushing in the water, scraping a deep and long gash on the swampmaw's body.

However, the barbarians' fighting style has always been brave and lacks consideration, so the Swampmaw was not killed in one blow. Its mouthparts swept across the ground, and Sera could only watch the horrible organ heading straight for her face.

"Command spell: Stand still!"

"Mage's Hand!"

Ron and Victoria started chanting almost at the same time, but Victoria's goal was to stop the Swampmaw's subsequent actions, while Ron used the Wizard's Hand to block Sera.

Judging from the results, Victoria's idea was obviously not very effective. The wizard's hand was shattered in an instant, but Sera also got a chance to catch her breath.

She swung her great axe again, easily ending the life of the swampmaw.

"Glom is watching me!"

The barbarian roared to the sky, but Ron couldn't tell whether it was a show of showing off, a show of piety to God, or an emotional release after surviving a disaster.

Or all three.

"You really need to change your ways." Victoria complained, reaching out to check if Sera was injured. "I can't connect your head to your chest and revive you!"

"You are the ones who are here!" Sera showed her sharp fangs and grinned, "You will never let a 'poor fool' like me die, right?"

"You two are working together really well," the black dragon stood up thoughtfully and clapped his claws symbolically, "I have been fighting this thing for a long time, and it is obvious that we will continue - if you don't come."

"Thanks for your rescue."

"You have to thank your servant for this," Ron nodded to it and You, and the will-o'-the-wisp immediately responded with rhythmic flashes of light. "If it weren't for it, we wouldn't have come here - it's too far."

"I noticed the trace of the Swampmaw when I was hunting in the underground river. At that time, I thought it would come looking for you, so I asked You to drive you away," the young black dragon sighed humanely, "I didn't expect this thing to have such a big appetite and actually came for me."

"You speak the Common Language well," Ron looked at the black dragon, "I thought dragons didn't bother to learn other languages."

"Black dragons generally are, but my 'teacher' taught me that I should learn this course, so I learned it." The young dragon chuckled, but its voice was definitely not pleasant.

"Oh, by the way, as the host here, I should introduce myself - please allow me to briefly speak a little dragon language to introduce my name."

"My name is — Exuri Druseno (Exuri of the Land of Delusion)!"

Ron and others: "...Well, is it over now?"

(End of this chapter)