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In the lizardmen's habitat, Zaryus Sasha, the most intelligent of the lizardmen, once traveled far and wide to learn new knowledge and keenly sensed that something was amiss.

The enslaved humanoid races were diverse, basically including every race except for lizardmen, elves, and dwarves.

Is there some special reason for this? He doesn't think those skeleton knights would be incapable of capturing people from these three races.

However, there is currently too little information available, and I am still unable to figure it out.

"Um……"

At the highest level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Demiurge pushed up his glasses and glanced meaningfully at the Supreme Being Ainz Ooal Gown. Seeing that motionless and extremely composed figure, he knew that Lord Ainz probably already knew the truth.

And his foolish subordinate, even now, still only dares to make unstable guesses. As expected, Lord Ainz is really too strong.

at the same time.

In the Slane Theocracy, the Six Colored Holy Scriptures, an army willing to sacrifice everything for humanity, are filled with righteous indignation and ready for battle. They are just waiting for the gods and high priests to locate the whereabouts of these undead who dare to tarnish the glory of humanity, so they can set off immediately.

Despite being the strongest in the Slane Theocracy, Zesshi Zesshi had no confidence in winning. She narrowed her eyes and became serious... From the light screen, she sensed an aura no less powerful than hers, rapidly approaching Kousaka Kyosuke.

"Death Knight, why do you stand here? Oh~ look what I see, a human who isn't a two-legged sheep? I see, I see, no wonder you need me to make decisions."

"A foreign race, dressed in a suit, wearing glasses, with a tail and wings, gracefully swooping down from the distant sky, dressed as gentlemen."

"He is clearly the master of this place, but even though he is dressed like a gentleman and speaks in a calm tone, he cannot hide the evil aura emanating from him. You can tell from his aura that he is a very cold-blooded and indifferent high-ranking undead."

"The next second, the other party slowly spoke, and the first order they gave made Kousaka Kyosuke Nishihachi's heart skip a beat, confirming the diagnosis:"

"Then, I'll deal with this man. Death Knight, you take these ungrateful bastards and slaughter them while they're still hot. Be careful when skinning them; if they're damaged, they won't be usable as materials for making scrolls."

651. Demiurge's Pasture

"Upon hearing this, the Death Knight obediently put down Kousaka Kyosuke, grabbed the few men who were already half-dead and bleeding almost dry, and left the place, entering a large building."

"A moment later, the sounds of butcher knives scraping bones and extremely tragic screams came from inside. The men were clearly on their last breath, yet they still let out piercing screams that were a hundred times more terrifying than fingernails scratching glass."

"Kousaka Kyosuke felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't even imagine what kind of torture could have squeezed out such a deafening scream from a person whose strength had been completely drained and who only had one foot still in the world."

"Oh dear, did I scare you? As expected, humans under Sebastian's protection are so naive and fragile; they're terrified by just the act of living, skinning, and dismembering."

The master here adjusted his glasses and smiled dismissively. "But it doesn't matter. Once you come to my territory, Demiurge's domain, you'll surely see a great deal of new knowledge and broaden your horizons. Oh, and not only that, firsthand experience is also a given."

He gave a kind and approachable look, bent down, and gently patted Kousaka Kyosuke's shoulder: "Don't worry about the humans protected by Sebastian. I won't let you die. After all, we still have a bond of camaraderie."

"But you don't need to rush back. Come on, after I show you all the attractions here, I'll take you to visit Sebastian in person and express your heartfelt gratitude for my mercy."

"Demiurge used control magic in his words, and beings below level 40 cannot resist his commands."

"Kousaka Kyosuke did not feel any external control or interference, but he knew very well that if he angered this undead in front of him, he might die immediately, or even suffer a fate worse than death."

"Therefore, he had no choice but to follow along, feeling uneasy, fearful, and bewildered."

"Look, how wonderful! This is a shoddy imitation of the Terror King, like a chainsaw. The whole room is full of sharp serrations. As soon as you go in, your entire body will be sawed into rotten pieces from the inside out. Hiss~ Ah, how wonderful."

"Demiurge spoke as if he were introducing an amusement park attraction, very politely, 'All the saw teeth are coated with the highest-grade healing potion, so you won't die. You'll just be sawed to pieces and healed, sawed to pieces and healed.'"

"Hmm, this is something you could never enjoy under Sebastian's protection. Too bad, lowly mortals aren't qualified to enter the Great Tomb, otherwise I'd love to let you taste something even more authentic than this terrifying beast."

"He opened his arms, took a deep breath, and seemed to be imagining the sounds that Kyosuke Kousaka would make while receiving services."

""Why…""

"His teeth were chattering uncontrollably. Kyosuke Kosaka was trying his best to control it, but he couldn't stop it. He swallowed. Whether it was his body, soul, mind, or thoughts, it was all fear—the most basic, instinctive, and genetically ingrained fear of death and pain."

Even amidst such terror, even with the phantom pain, Kyosuke Kousaka still raised his head and uttered his own voice: "Why...why do this?"

"Am I such a brave person?"

"At that moment, Kyosuke Kosaka froze. He was startled, but this time he was startled by himself. He never knew that he had such courage and audacity."

The next second after the initial doubt, Kyosuke Kousaka felt a surge of self-acceptance... Yes, do it! Whether you live or die, being brave is definitely better than being a coward!

"Kyosuke Kosaka would much rather be a praiseworthy hero, even if he's just a useless hero, just his own hero, than beg for mercy in a cowardly manner or wag his tail like a coward."

"In that case, let's do it!"

"Oh?"

Demiurge raised an eyebrow. He initially thought Kousaka Kyosuke was asking why he was thrown into the sawtooth room, but then he realized that the other person was criticizing his treatment of the other two-legged sheep.

"Do you need a reason to step on an ant?"

A condescending, mocking smile spread across Demiurge's lips. His eyes, which had maintained their gentlemanly demeanor, suddenly turned ferocious, burning with hatred for humanity: "While that's one reason... mere humans!"

His emotions suddenly began to fluctuate. He raised one hand, but fortunately he remembered that the person in front of him was just an ordinary human. So he tilted his palm to the right and unleashed a powerful magical attack to the side, blasting a crater tens of meters in size.

"At the same time, it also killed a death knight and hundreds of humanoid creatures. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, like a living hell."

"The others who were not affected were terrified and dared not stand still. They hurriedly scrambled around, afraid of being judged as 'not like sheep and unqualified' and slaughtered."

"I've suddenly become interested, brat." Having vented his emotions through the attack, Demiurge regained his composure and stared at Kousaka Kyosuke with ill intent. "I'll let you go today. I'm going to plan some things to make you more comfortable. Have one last good night's sleep, and thank my mercy."

"At this point, he waved his hand, ordering the Death Knight to imprison Kousaka Kyosuke. He then gave Kousaka Kyosuke a final, sinister look, flapped his wings, and flew away into the distance."

"The last peaceful night left for Kyosuke Kousaka is one in which he is overwhelmed by the fear of tossing and turning in bed, and the next morning he will see a human being who has been driven to mental exhaustion before the story even begins."

"This is not mercy at all! He manipulates both the body and the mind. This Demiurge deserves to be beaten to death by Regulus with his trash talk!"

With a loud bang, in the Shuchiin student council, Shirogane Miyuki lost his temper, punching his palm. He was furious, both at the undead's despicable behavior and at himself for being unable to defeat Demiurge.

Miss Chun glanced at his dejected face and quietly slipped out while everyone was still angry.

She was going to prepare a spell, along with the necessary materials, to create a spell that would link herself to the celestial being.

At that time, the two will share both glory and loss; if one dies, the other will die immediately as well. However, their spiritual power will be transferred to each other, and it will be a copy rather than a cut.

For Yu Xing, who is eager to become stronger, this is a way to become stronger immediately. She can ask him after she finishes, and if Yu Xing is not opposed to it.

From now on, the two will truly never be separated again.

652. The Truth Behind the Reasoning

"What's going on, Demiurge? Have you ever kept such a large livestock farm? I've never heard of such a thing."

In the Great Tomb, the cold-blooded, cruel, arrogant, and conceited guardians who viewed the living as ants did not criticize Demiurge's bloody actions. On the contrary, they quite enjoyed the wails and screams of the humans.

However, they could not tolerate Demiurge's secret possession of such a vast fortune without reporting it to Lord Ainz, and his audacity in concealing it.

Only Sebastian, who was not an undead but a half-human, half-dragon hybrid, frowned slightly... He was one of the two people in the Great Tomb of Nazarick with relatively high moral conscience, and he found it difficult to agree with Demiurge's actions.

"Don't be impatient, Albedo. The truth is not what you think. My loyalty to the Supreme Being is inviolable."

Faced with skepticism from his colleagues, Demiurge, who had already seen through everything, smiled slightly, bowed, and made a request to the Supreme Lord Ainz:

"Although I cannot as certain of the truth from the beginning as you are, I am still one step ahead of others in my dullness. May I offer a brief explanation so that we, your subjects, can keep up with you?"

"Huh? Hmm? Uh... Ah."

Ainz Ooal Gown looked completely bewildered. What was he so certain about? What was going on? What did Demiurge want to explain?

That being said, how terrifying! Just hearing about skinning and slaughtering people alive is painful. Luckily, I'm a skeleton now, otherwise I would definitely be skinned and have my tendons pulled out, right?

Swish!

The forced calm was activated, instantly soothing the confusion in his heart. At the same time, it also eroded any pity Ainz Ooal Gown felt for those tens of thousands of lives, leaving him completely indifferent and unmoved.

He said in a tone that suggested he truly knew everything, "Alright, I'll grant you that authority. Explain it in detail, understand, Demiurge?"

"Yes, it's my honor."

Demiurge's eyes lit up, and he was greatly excited.

Ignoring the unfriendly gazes of Albedo and the others, he countered with a question: "Gentlemen, let's not even talk about how I, who have been staying in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, secretly amassed such a large livestock farm. Look closely, there are some demi-humans in that livestock farm. Aren't they a breed we've never seen before?"

"Come to think of it..." Shalltear discovered that some of the species did not exist in the original world.

"What do you mean?" Cocytus asked in a muffled voice.

“An unseen species of demi-humans, a livestock farm that I have no idea about, plus Sebastian’s unprecedented act of sheltering humans, and a background in the scene that fits this new world perfectly.”

Demiurge's eyes flashed with fanaticism, and he became more and more excited as he spoke: "Don't you think this looks a lot like what it would be like after Lord Ainz ruled this world?"

"—!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone, including Ainz Ooal Gown, was so surprised that they stopped in their tracks.

That's right, if you think about it that way, everything makes sense. The livestock farm was a gift Demiurge received after he conquered the world.

"In other words, this is the future! This light screen is celebrating Lord Ainz! The world trembles under Lord Ainz's rule!"

Shouting loudly, Demiurge's words were reasonable and well-founded. The more Albedo and the others thought about it, the more they felt that it was indeed true. They couldn't help but kneel down in unison to celebrate their supreme ruler.

Ainz Ooal Gown, however, remained vigilant. Perhaps this was indeed a projection of the future, but it might not be a friendly prospect for him.

Just the thought that someone could see into his future terrified him so much that he jumped up in fright, and he couldn't feel at ease at all.

"Monster! Monster! Monster! Ah, hahaha... What's the use of all this? What's the use of all this?"

Ainz Ooal Gown was terrified, but outside the Great Tomb of Nazarick, countless others were not just terrified, but utterly horrified.

Brian was experiencing the most dejected and terrified moment of his life. He was holding his head, huddled in a corner, staring wide-eyed with bloodshot eyes at Demiurge on the screen.

One Death Knight ignited his fighting spirit, a hundred Death Knights extinguished it, and now, Demiurge has plunged him into an abyss.

Let alone a hundred, the sheer power Demiurge exuded was enough to prove that he was far more terrifying than a thousand Death Knights!

That's the difference between a god and an ant.

If there are still monsters like Demiurge, who are as powerful and terrifying as gods, then what about his efforts so far, which have reached the pinnacle of human swordsmanship?

"Heh, heh... What are we doing, Gerd?"

Even more pathetic than Brian, Fluda, who was capable of using sixth-order magic in the Empire, knelt down the moment Demiurge appeared, his face full of gratitude.

He thanked the gods for allowing him, whose sole desire was to explore magical knowledge, to see a concrete path ahead.

If he could, he would gladly exchange the chance to learn magic from Demiurge for the opportunity to instantly turn all of humanity in the world into livestock devoid of dignity and subject to arbitrary slaughter.

Meanwhile, the lizardmen, dwarves, elves, and other nations and races were all nearly paralyzed with fear.

The most powerful beings in the Elven race are at level 70 or 80, which makes them even more aware of Demiurge's strength.

Within the Slane Theocracy, the High Priest inquired about the odds of victory for the monster, and was told, "If I am fully armed, I should have a 40% chance of winning, but the possibility that this monster is also armed cannot be ruled out."