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Chapter 386 Ainz: Who is not a crazy person anymore?

Set the time back half an hour ago...

After coming out of the coalition camp, Ainz and Solution did not return to Denzo City, but teleported directly to the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

Speaking of which, this is the first time for the two of them to "go home" in three months.

The tenth floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, the Throne Room.

Except for some NPCs that are really difficult to move or have special missions, almost all the guardians of the Nazarik class are gathered here.

With excitement on their faces, they knelt down and saluted the burly skeleton at the top.

"Welcome back, Lord Ainz!"

Ainz felt very uneasy inside.

But he was an immortal after all, so he didn't have much emotional fluctuations. He just nodded lightly, "Yeah."

What a cold yet majestic gesture.

Only then will you feel that you are completely controlled...

The guardians of the hierarchy trembled slightly and buried their heads lower.

Ainz sighed in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Although we have had regular contact before, but just to be on the safe side, I still have to ask whether the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick has been there during the few days I have been away.

Is there some trouble?"

After hearing this, Albedo, the guardian general manager, walked up to Ainz. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and whispered softly: "Reporting to Ainz-sama, everything is proceeding steadily as you expected."

Three black lines appeared on Ainz's smooth, jade-like skull.

But he didn't want to be too obvious, so he could only cough lightly, "That's it, then it's no problem."

After finishing his words, Demiurge pushed up his glasses. He raised his head and said with a sly smile, "That's it. With Ainz-sama's wisdom, Nazarick can be said to be impregnable."

Ainz:……

Please stop thinking about it, I'm really tired.

With no one to express his grievances, Lao Gu, who was forced to bury his head in the road of showing off, could only change the subject.

"I naturally trust your abilities. Haha, of course, because you are perfect works created by my companions."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the NPCs became restless.

If it were some weird game, Ainz would probably be able to see the love that crazily emerges from the depths of his men's eyes...

Seeing that the guardians were about to brag again and praise the wisdom and power of the Supreme Being, Ainz waved his hand presciently and used the highest level of surveillance magic, "Okay, it's not too late to talk about some things when we are free.

, now let’s take a look at the battle between Jojo and “Dark Scripture”.

Taking this opportunity, we can also have a more objective understanding of the overall combat power of the Slian Theocracy."

When the Supreme Being speaks, who dares to disobey?

All the guardians kept their eyes on the water curtain released by Ainz.

The battle began. Seeing Jon easily crushing the backline units of "Dark Scripture", Demiurge couldn't help but said: "Compared to three months ago, his combat skills and combat IQ are completely the same.

For another person, this rate of progress would be really terrifying."

Hearing this, Ainz subconsciously touched the ring on his finger bone.

No one understands the terror of Jon Joestar, the 'Messenger of God' better than him. In addition, with the world-class prop 'Billion Blade' in his hand, without preparation and on the premise of one-on-one, even He is not sure that he can defeat the other party...

No, you will definitely lose!

Ainz had a huge headache.

Now, he only hopes that the people of the Silian Theocracy can give some help, and it is best to force out the devil hidden in Jojo, and fast forward to the final battle, so that the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick can be legitimately born, and he can overcome difficulties with other countries. ~

However, there is often a big gap between ideal and reality.

The prestigious "Dark Scripture" could not even last ten minutes in Jon's hands.

Soon, only Juese Jueming and Jojo were left facing each other head-on.

"Come on, little sister with half-black and half-white hair!" Ainz leaned forward slightly, unable to help but cheer for Juedei.

The guardians also stared at the two of them intently, exchanging their opinions with each other in a somewhat serious tone.

"That half-elf's strength is just that. At least I don't feel any threat from her."

"You can't say that. After all, we are works created by the Supreme Being Wushang personally. Others cannot compare with us."

"Did I make a mistake? That half-elf is far different from Biaula and Mare."

"That's so rude, Shalltear. I can easily get rid of that kind of character."

"I...me too..."

"Okay, Lord Ainz wants us to see Jon Joestar's strength with our own eyes so that we can formulate a response plan and not focus on trivial matters."

Finally, the honest and serious (but never wearing clothes) Cocytus ended the conversation.

Ainz silently praised the Ice Insect King.

As time goes by, Jue Die Jue Ming gradually becomes unstoppable.

And when Jon drew out the 'Blade of Hundreds of Millions', the balance of victory completely tilted.

Seeing that his younger brother was holding Jue Shi Jue's waist like an old hand in love, Ainz couldn't help but tap his temple with his knuckles.

The battle is over...

However, there seems to be nothing that can be done about the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

At this time, Demiurge rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly figured out something, and exclaimed in surprise: "So that's it, I understand...!"

Beast, what do you know?

If possible, Ainz really wanted to throw these words at Demiurge's extremely treacherous face.

But it's a pity that not only can he not be able to do so, but he is also reluctant to...

He had no choice but to pretend to be confused and said: "Demiurge, what do you understand?"

Demiurge raised his head, met the red light in the eyes of the Supreme Being, and said with a smile: "As expected of you, Lord Ainz, your chess move is really wonderful... Yes, that's it. In this way, Not only can it make up for the loopholes in the original plan, it can even extend the layout to the entire continent!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ainz: ⊙w⊙

Bone Bone doesn't know, Bone Bone doesn't know anything, Bone Bone is just a useless undead drifting with the crowd.

Ahem...

It’s time to use your ultimate skill!

But he saw Ainz nodding his head in relief, "I knew that if it were you, you would be able to guess what I was thinking.

Then Demiurge, I allow you to tell this part of the information to the other guardians."

I don’t understand, but I can pretend~

Ainz leaned directly against the throne, crossed his fingers, and had an expression that said, "I'm just watching the show and not talking."

Demiurge was very excited.

Whenever this happens, he feels that his life value has been realized.

With a slight cough, Demiurge stood up, faced the many confused guardians, and said loudly: "The purpose of our Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick is to eliminate all potential threats.

After these hours of exploration and investigation, it can be determined that the only enemies on the surface are the Silian Theocracy and the elusive "True Dragon Kings".

And of course, there’s Jojo, Jon Joestar, who we’ve been following.”

Demiurge smiled brightly, "It is undoubtedly a clever move to take the initiative to bring Jojo into contact with the Silian Theocracy. Not only can it share our pressure, but it can even allow them to consume each other's strength in the fight, so that we can reap the benefits.

benefit.

But my initial expectation was that humanity, represented by Jon Joestar and the Slane Theocracy, would suffer both sides.

In this way, our threat will only be reduced but not eliminated.

but……"

Having said this, Demiurge suddenly raised his tone, "Under Ainz-sama's ingenious language, Jon Joestar and the Four Theocracy were actually bound together in a subtle way.

In this way, the situation will become different.”

Even after listening to Demiurge's explanation, there are still some people who are not very bright, such as Shalltear, who doesn't quite understand the current situation and can't help but ask: "They didn't turn against each other, but were bound together.

Isn’t that a bad thing for us?”

Demiurge smiled, "In a short period of time, our Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick has indeed been deeply affected.

But don't forget, we are always hiding in the dark, and the ones who really need to worry are the demihuman races and the giant dragons.

The Slane Theocracy has always adhered to the concept of human supremacy. Since it sees that Jon Joestar is invincible, it will definitely win over him at all costs.

And a race with top-level experts will naturally no longer be willing to be ordinary.

Haha, the Elf Kingdom and the demihuman tribes between the Kingdom and the Holy Kingdom are probably going to suffer."

Although Shalltear still didn't quite understand, Ainz on the throne understood it.

Can it still be like this?

However, thinking about Demiurge's words over and over in his mind, he had to admit that the development of the times might really turn out like this.

As a former human being, he understands human nature very well.

Don't look at the fact that the Kingdom, the Holy Kingdom, the Theocracy and the Empire are all going crazy now. If you tell them that there is a chance to annex the Elf Kingdom, the Tauren Kingdom and the Orc Kingdom, do you think they will put aside their old grudges and work together to fight against each other?

That's it for the spear.

Seeing that Ainz's 'expression' was a little strange, Demiurge smiled proudly, "Of course, these are only the benefits that can be seen on the surface. Lord Ainz's strategy goes beyond that."

For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on Ainz.

When Ainz heard this, he wondered, what happened to me? He felt a little embarrassed instinctively.

However, as a brain-feeding monster who originally battled wits and courage with the air in his destiny, his brain-feeding skills are no less than that of Demiurge.

In the lightning flash, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he got a glimpse of the 'truth'. He was worried in his heart, but he smiled extremely calmly on his face: "No matter human beings, orcs or dragons, they will eventually surrender to the eternal Great Nazarick.

grave.

When the war breaks out in the mainland, we who are hiding in the dark can use the power of thunder and hold the world in the palm of our hands with a supreme posture!"

The words fell, and the whole place fell into silence.

Then enthusiasm gradually arose, and all the guardians shouted from the bottom of their hearts.

"Long live the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick! Long live Ainz Ooal Gown!"





Of course, Jon didn't have the opportunity to experience the unique corporate culture of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

After defeating Jue Shi Jue Ming, he tucked the opponent under his arm and walked out of the battlefield with a swagger.

The chief priest of the earth, Raymond Zac Laurencin, swallowed unconsciously, maintained a dignified appearance, and waited quietly for the other party to come to him.

After dozens of breaths, the two finally stood face to face. Jon smiled and said, "I won this gambling battle."

Raymond Zach Laurentson felt bitter in his heart, but because of the oath of the gods, he had to nod and admit, "Yes, you won."

"In this case, those people..." Jon pointed to the "Dark Scripture" team members with different expressions behind Raymond Zach Laurentsand, "I will take those people away."

Raymond Zac Laurencin said nothing.

Because he really didn't know what to say...

No matter how much I calculated, I never imagined that Jon Joestar's combat power would be so terrifying.

That is the "Pitch Black Sacred Scripture", the most elite of the Six Color Sacred Scriptures!

but.

Raymond Zack Laurentsand thought, "Perhaps, this matter can be turned into an opportunity for the rise of the Theocracy."

He said solemnly: "I am willing to admit defeat. In this year's time, the "Dark Sacred Scripture" will be your servant.

However, on behalf of the United Theocracy, I request you not to kill them at will. They are all the elites of mankind.

Of course, we are willing to pay the price, whether it is gold, silver, treasures, or secret magic artifacts, we can negotiate."

Raymond Zack-Laurentzant kept his posture very low.

There was no way around it. Jon Joestar defeated Deathstroke, which meant that he became the "strongest human being" in the true sense.

For such a master who is not easy to mess with, he does not dare to have the arrogance of a local god official...

Jon was also very considerate and shrugged, "Although we have had some unpleasantness, we don't have much grudge after all.

Moreover, in this war, you could have broken through the imperial defense line long ago, but you have delayed it until now. There must be some deeper meaning, right?"

Hearing this, Raymond Zach Laurentson was slightly startled.

Then, he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect you to see all this."

Sighing, he spoke in a leisurely tone, "Human beings can never be in peace for too long."

Changing the conversation, he asked again: "Sir Jon, have you heard of the legend of the giant dragon and the true dragon king?"

Jon blinked, recalling the contents in his mind, and nodded with some uncertainty, "I heard a little about it, but most of it is hearsay."

Raymond Zach Laurentson said in a faint tone, "Human beings are very weak, and human countries are also very weak.

Therefore, human beings must never be at ease!

Not counting those "true dragon kings" who remain hidden from the world, even ordinary dragon kings would be a disaster for a complete human country...

Sorry, I'm a little bit off topic.

Since my skills are not as good as others, I have nothing to say. I will withdraw my troops early tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, he turned back and told the Black Sacred Scripture: "If you have the opportunity, you might as well tell Sir Jon some of the continent's secrets."

From an angle that Jon couldn't see, this man with a rough appearance but an extremely delicate heart mouthed one word, "Destroy the Dragon King."

"The Dragon King of Destruction"?

You're all right, why are you bringing up that beast?

‘Dark Scripture’ was a little confused.

But after thinking about it, she understood.

The Chief Earth God is planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife...

wrong.

Slay the dragon with a borrowed sword.


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