Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 544 Wake up, your family's grave has exploded!
A crimson hell descended from the sky, a torrent of energy crashing relentlessly into the Great Tomb of Nazarick, whose defenses had crumbled. The heat generated by the superheat source expanded instantly, greedily burning everything within its range to ashes.

YGGDRASIL's system has an advantage over the Konosuba world in terms of both its potential and flexibility. However, when Megumin reaches max level and devotes all her resources and energy to a single skill, practicing it day after day...

Such power surpasses even the highest-ranking "Super-Tier Magic" in the YGGDRASIL rating, and even surpasses the "Primordial Magic" that only a certain Dragon King possesses, which was rewritten by the "Twenty" in the current world.

The long-awaited killing move was unleashed, and the moment of certain death lasted for about five seconds, yet time itself felt exceptionally long.

The first to collapse were undoubtedly the first to third floors protected by Shalltear. The explosion magic melted the obsidian pillars into a waterfall of lava, which then vaporized into platinum-gold smoke as it splashed. Colors that did not belong to this world surged and splashed under the high temperature, only to be pushed out by the violent explosion.

After breaking through the third layer with unstoppable momentum, the crimson energy pillar continued to roar. The fourth underground lake and the fifth ice field, which were already riddled with holes, put up a final resistance. Taking advantage of the terrain, they buffered the impact and dissipated some of the power, breaking and melting inch by inch, leaving only a few remnants of the damaged artifact.

"What a joke... The enemy can actually launch such an attack?!"

Even the guardians, including Albedo, were shocked by such an exaggerated attack, but they had no time to think. The entire Great Tomb of Nazarick began to shake violently, and the damage had exceeded one-third of its original size.

More importantly, even after destroying five floors in a row, the crimson energy beam is still advancing towards the sixth floor where it is currently located. It has only faded in color and the heat has lessened, but it still poses a deadly threat!
clatter! clatter! clatter!
In the face of life and death, Albedo, clad in jet-black armor, quickly pushed off the ground with both feet, raised a kite-shaped shield gleaming with magical light in her right hand, and another jet-black shield appeared in her left hand.

World-class item – “Hell Abyss”!
This item has an extremely strong destructive effect on objects; it can be said to be able to destroy almost anything. However, its effect on living beings is greatly reduced. It was originally intended to compensate for Albedo's offensive weaknesses as a tank.

But what's being used now is that "Hell Abyss" can be transformed into the wielder's weapon, and the sub-attribute that it will never deteriorate or be destroyed.

"Don't even think about it! Stop right there!!"

With a final, powerful stomp, Albedo roared and soared into the sky, shielding herself with her twin shields and unleashing her highest-level "Guardian" skill, creating an energy barrier that firmly enveloped the sixth layer.

The next second, a natural disaster struck.

Rumble!
The explosion magic collided with the energy barrier, the blinding light and violent tremors making it feel like the place was about to collapse at any moment. Along with the explosion, Albedo's hoarse and shrill howl also rang out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"

Albedo's divine-grade equipment crumbled one by one, revealing her original attire as the Grand Steward. Her gray-black wings were ignited by the high temperature, her blood was boiling, and her once beautiful face was now distorted by extreme pain.

Bang!
The final explosion shattered the energy barrier, and Albedo's body crashed to the ground with a dull thud. She remained motionless afterward, her fate unknown. All that remained of her equipment was the undamaged "Hell Abyss."

"Yalbede!"

Shalltear, who seemed to have a bad relationship with the succubus, became the first to rush forward at this moment. Her body split into "heroic spirit clones" that were exactly the same as herself, taking her place.

Seeing this, the other guardians also gathered together, forming a defensive posture and protecting the two behind them.

"It's amazing that you were able to stop her. That lady is indeed an excellent guard, both in terms of strength and perseverance."

Reinhard lowered his stance from which he was originally meant to block, his smile fading and replaced with a hint of approval, but he showed no intention of stopping his attack.

An enemy is an enemy. To be merciful to an enemy is to be cruel to one's own side. The undead, demons, insectoids, and what are probably dark elves in front of us are neither weak nor benevolent. Even if they have a sense of camaraderie, it is only within their own ranks.

The tip of the Dragon Sword shone brightly once more, about to unleash the destructive power that nearly split the Great Tomb of Nazarick in two. Without Albedo's intervention, and with the Great Tomb already having lost half of its protection and its strength almost nonexistent, the outcome was practically certain.

At the same time, the pitch-black shadows flowed in through the gaping hole, silently extinguishing the soul-scorching flames that Demiurge had set up.

From the shadows, Satella, a silver-haired half-elf, slowly emerged, surrounded by arms made of countless shadows. Beside her was Sebastian, the butler, who was covered and bound by shadows and had fallen into a coma.

In just a few minutes, after the message was sent, Sebastian, who was on the same level as the Guardian, was defeated as he went to stop the shadow. The newly appeared enemy was undoubtedly an absolute powerhouse as well.

Our side suffered a loss of manpower, while the enemy gained one more.

Moreover, the crimson clouds that had not yet dissipated in the sky began to gather again, clearly indicating that the master who cast this spell did not intend to end it once and for all.

Just as the sharpness of the dragon sword, the corrosive power of the shadows, and the crimson explosive magic were about to finish off the already half-destroyed Great Tomb, a figure stepped forward.

"Stars, I wish that all the injuries suffered by the guardians will be healed!"

Momonga raised the ring in his hand and cast the super-tier magic "Make a Wish Upon a Star," which is similar to the "Wish" spell in D&D. Although it has many limitations and requires a lot of experience points, it grants more than two hundred ways to use the wish.

As starlight descended, it healed the injuries of the guardians, including Albedo, and their condition improved slightly, but remained dire.

"Stop, knight. You'll regret it if you continue. That's my advice."

The flying squirrel walked straight forward, ripped off his cloak, revealing a pink gem floating inside his skeletal body. He had a large scroll strapped to his back and held an unremarkable iron spear in his hand.

He did not appear while the other guardians were fighting; instead, he used the guild ring to teleport to another location.

This was certainly not for escaping... There might be a little fear of the enemy, and a lack of understanding of his current power, but more importantly, it was to move to the core treasure vault, pass through numerous verifications, and retrieve the two items that Ainz Ooal Gown knew about and stored there.

The world-class item "Map of Mountains and Rivers" can imprison enemies in another dimension, making escape almost impossible, and the "Twenty," which is also above average among all world-class items, is the "Spear of the Saints," which was created based on the Spear of Longinus.

This bug-level item can completely delete all information about a character without any prerequisites. The only cost is that the user will also be deleted.

Aside from these two items, the gem in Ainz Ooal Gown's chest is also a world-class item that can instantly take away all surrounding enemy units upon death.

Although he was unclear about the current situation and only vaguely guessed that he had brought his guild to another world, and did not understand where the powerful enemy came from or why they knew this information, Ainz was determined not to let his guild, which he and his guildmates had worked so hard to build, be destroyed.

"Stop... Is the tool in your hand all you're relying on?"

When the flying squirrel appeared, all three attacks stopped in unison, not because they actually intended to obey the enemy, but because... they simultaneously sensed a deadly threat.

Reinhard sized up the flying squirrel and instantly understood its reliance. Everything else was fine, but that ordinary-looking spear gave him a feeling that it was irresistible and could take his life if it were used.

It's not something that can be overcome by the "protection of the phoenix," but rather a feeling of returning the body to its original nothingness... something like that.

Reinhard did not lower the Dragon Sword, nor did its dazzling light fade. His tone was indifferent, "Though I am merely a mediocre knight, to let evil forces like you go simply to save my own life is a disgrace to the sword in my hand." Ainz Ooal Gown, unmoved, gripped the divine weapon, the Staff of Oz, suppressing his inner turmoil.
"You and your companions trespassed on our territory, carried out a terrorist attack, and destroyed our homes, yet you're saying such things now?"

More than half of the Great Tomb has been destroyed, and a considerable number of NPCs have likely died. Moreover, the enemy's composure suggests that reinforcements are on the way, putting the country at a disadvantage even now.

"If you are law-abiding humans, then our actions would indeed be considered a crime, but... I'm very sorry, but as His Majesty has said, alien races have no human rights."

Reinhard's indifferent response made Momonga even more nervous, as he was already feeling uncertain.

Both the "Flying Squirrel Ball" and the "Saint-Slaying Spear" can only be activated with the premise of the user's death. If Flying Squirrel dies in this world, he has no idea what will happen.

He was unwilling to die himself, nor was he willing to let the Great Tomb be destroyed by an unprepared, sudden, and even unaware encounter. Therefore, the only option for him was to use the "Twenty" nuclear deterrence.

"Lord Momonga, there's no need to negotiate with this lowly human. The sinner who destroyed the Great Tomb to such a terrible state must be executed by slow slicing!"

"Great, merciful, supreme being, even... even if it is your command, the lowly humans who have destroyed the Great Tomb must not be spared!"

"Lord Momonga, please hand over the 'gun' to me, and I, Cocytus, am willing to handle these difficulties for you!"

"Master Momonga..."

The different voices of his subordinates drowned out the flying squirrel, and the noisy chatter made him feel a sense of helplessness, but this indifferent feeling quickly dissipated.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Using "Death Aura" to scare away his teammates who were adding fuel to the fire, Ainz Ooal Gown barely regained his senses and raised the "Saint-Slaying Spear" high, aiming it at Reinhard.

He buried all his guilt, pretended to be intimidated by the powerful, and acted as if he would never use a prop, putting on an air of authority and majesty.

"Knight, don't test my patience. Since you can sense this power, you'd better leave as soon as possible, otherwise..."

"I reject."

Reinhardt's straightforward, unthinking words echoed in the air, sending a chill down the spine of the flying squirrel and making his heart sink.

When the crimson light descended, he realized that Reinhard's decision not to act immediately wasn't because he was truly concerned for his own safety, but probably just to give his opponent, who was using powerful magic in the back row, more time to build up his power... or perhaps he just wanted his teammate to have more fun?

A surging tide of shadowy invasion, an extremely sharp and dazzling sword aura, and explosive magic that seemed capable of annihilating all living things—three forces simultaneously erupted in the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

The power that resounded throughout the land, chilling all life on this continent, mingled and repelled each other in the collision, then erupted into an even more violent impact.

Just before the disaster struck, Ainz Ooal Gown unfurled the "Map of Mountains and Rivers," taking all friendly units that could not resist him into the space of this world-class item. He then took the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" and moved to the last two levels of the Great Tomb, to the divine realm guarded by the "Seat of Kings."

Even here, it's far from safe. The earth-shattering tremors make the Great Tomb groan in a way that makes your teeth ache, and the intense collisions even distort space and time.

The Throne of Kings, already bound to the Great Tomb of Nazarick, truly lived up to its world-class status. Even though it was cracked and damaged, it still held up for several seconds, giving Ainz Ooal Gown an opening to use his teleportation magic.

Momonga was quite unsure about using magic that hadn't even been tested in this situation, but it seemed like the only option at the moment.

"Space transfer!"

Trying to communicate with the power of this body, a black vortex appeared in front of the flying squirrel, but it was distorted and deformed as soon as it appeared due to the chaotic energy field outside.

Click, click, click—

The "Seat of Kings" completely collapsed, and the top-level divine artifact-level protection was about to collapse instantly. With no other choice, the flying squirrel pinched its nose and rushed into the spatial vortex.

boom!
The moment the flying squirrel disappeared, a complex, chaotic yet incredibly powerful force caused the final layer of the Great Tomb to collapse completely.

…………

Twenty kilometers away, in a quiet forest.

The Undead King was scrambled out of the vortex, landing with a series of spells that shielded his aura before finally letting out a sigh of relief and looking toward the source of the explosion in the distance.

Even from this distance, the tremors were still terrifying.

"The great tomb...is it gone?"

Ainz Ooal Gown stared blankly at the spot where Ainz Ooal Gown had been, a wave of sadness washing over him.

Before he could grieve for long, he sensed that his emotions had reached a threshold, and the forced cooling mechanism kicked in again, allowing him to regain his composure.

“...From now on, my name will be Ainz Ooal Gown.”

Ainz sighed, shook his head, and decided to change his game name to his guild name as a memento, hoping to rebuild the Great Tomb one day, and then put these things aside.

He has too many questions right now: Why did he time travel? What is his body like now? Where is he? Who were the people who attacked the Great Tomb of Nazarick? How do they know about his past?

Since things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time.

Ainz looked around the quiet forest and took out the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" from his backpack, only to find that this spatial world-class item had also shattered into several pieces during the teleportation.

In a moment of panic, he immediately released the people inside, only to find that of the original seven, only two remained—the butler Sebastian, who was in a coma, and Cocytus, whose body was as if sculpted from crystal.

"This is troublesome..."

(End of this chapter)