Zongman, starting from the invasion of the Red World Demon King

Saigo-kun's name is really useful now.

Bone King breathed a sigh of relief, and then talked with Yan about the current situation.

When they learned that they had all come to another world, and that Yan had come alone to another world that was suspected to be hundreds of years ago, the reason they could contact each other now was that the existence contract signed before served as an anchor point, and the other was that Yan used world-class props to communicate across time.

Well - the world props that I asked Ainz to collect before were not wasted. Yan got a lot of functional and useful ones.

"Even with a world-class item, this kind of cross-temporal communication can only last fifteen minutes a day. Due to the different speeds of time, by the time I return, I might be at the gate of the Great Tomb the next moment. Before that, you should appease the NPCs first. Trust their loyalty and their own strength."

After giving Lao Gu some reminders, Yan hung up the phone.

On the other side, Bone King: “!!!!”

Wait, I really can't hold it anymore. The problem is that you, Lord Yan, don't understand what the situation is like here.

Afterwards, Bone King had no choice but to tell the truth about Flame's situation to appease Albedo and the others.

Regarding the matter of time travel, the guardians had not reacted at first. The World Tree was already very large, with nine realms - various parallel universe concepts were also very complete. It was just a matter of traveling from the original world to another world.

For the Guardians who are very proud and confident of their own strength and the forces they belong to, the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick is invincible in their minds. It doesn't matter which world they go to, they can still thrive.

but--

"what?"

"How could we leave the real demon master alone in a time and space hundreds of years ago?"

"What a shameful thing to do! If the True Demon Master had encountered danger hundreds of years ago, we wouldn't even have had the chance to protect him."

Exploded~!!

Shalltear, Albedo and the others kept asking Lao Gu if there was a world-class item that could travel through time. They had to fly to the side of the True Demon Lord immediately to protect him.

As the supreme being, he travels without even a guard by his side.

Even though they knew that Yan was the strongest being, the guardians' deep love for him and the burning flame could not be extinguished.

Bone King covered his bald head with one hand.

——! He knew this would happen.

No, even if he could really lead the group through the timeline, he didn't even know which specific timeline Xixiang Jun was in, so how could he cross it?

……

On the other side, Yan was now in demon form, wearing silver armor.

Demons, vampires, and undead all fall into the category of undead. At this moment, his detection ability detected a large number of low-level undead.

He flew down from the sky and landed on a building, and saw the march of the dead everywhere on the street, a group of slowly swaying corpses.

It is worth mentioning that - before the game was shut down, Yan bought a class conversion item, but during the conversion process, he modified the data through a bug operation, stripped the world champion in the middle and reloaded it, allowing him to maintain two different classes of warrior and mage at the same time.

This bug-solving method is even more outrageous than the perfect warrior of the original Momonga.

The perfect warrior skill allows it to change all the damage points added by the mage attributes into warrior damage. This is to be able to wear some skills with specific equipment settings. AP can also play AD - no wonder!

Even if he becomes a perfect warrior, Momonga cannot use warrior skills and can only fight by relying on numbers.

But Yan really became proficient in both warrior and mage.

He activated his skill, transformed part of his senses into a ball of magic and threw it into the sky, instantly classifying and investigating the undead in the entire city. There were no undead other than zombies.

"As expected—if we find another loli who destroyed a nation, we'll be able to confirm this. This is the timeline from two hundred years ago. When the Rotten Coffin Dragon King was destroying nations and creating armies of the dead."

It's the timeline of the spin-off.

Suddenly - in Yan's perception, the breath of a high-level undead that was completely different from the undead appeared, but after discovering him, that breath immediately began to retreat rapidly.

"interesting!"

Do you want to escape from a man who can draw a sword's light, whose sword can tear through overlapping space, kill a monster called Swallow, and now can even cut through dimensions?

In front of Yan now, there is no sense of distance in space at all.

Although Yan's max-level account was created temporarily and had not been experimented with much, the game experience extracted from the endless martial arts training and Takimi's power of existence allowed Yan to use this gift with ease for the first time.

The next moment, space teleportation - teleportation is activated directly!

Chapter 141: Keno. Fasilis. Inberen, the Vampire Princess of the Lost Nation (Additional Update)

Bang! Although the escapee seemed to be quite familiar with the city, he was still not as fast as the speed of space movement.

It was a short man wearing a cloak, who kept looking back at the place where Yan was just now while running, and then?

Then she crashed directly into Yan's arms, and finally her delicate and light body sat down on the ground.

Through the gradually floating red hood, Yan saw a beautiful golden hair and deep red eyes hidden in it.

Blonde hair and red eyes—under the moonlight, that beautiful face was clearly reflected in Yan's eyes.

It turns out to be you, the vampire princess of the fallen nation - the loli who destroyed the nation.

However, unlike the two-hundred-year-old Lolita who appeared in the original book, this is just a real young Lolita. She looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, but her actual age is not that old. After all, it has only been a few years since she became a vampire from a human.

"Good evening...little one." Yan directly took off his armor and changed into casual clothes, revealing a handsome face with silver hair. The blood of the true demon was completely activated in the game. He had silver hair in his demon form, which was almost a tradition of the Spartan family.

At this moment, the blonde loli's eyes widened slightly in surprise. After seeing Yan's appearance, the slightly trembling body and the aura of fear emanating from her body gradually disappeared, and she seemed to feel a lot more at ease.

Yan carefully looked at the destroyed country in front of him——

In the original novel, the girl who is said to know the most secrets of this world and who, if Momonga were to capture and interrogate her, would be able to know almost half of the information about this other world at once, is now just a little pudding.

Under the cloak was a worn and tattered garment. It was obvious that it was originally a fluffy princess dress, but it had been torn into shorts for ease of movement, and the sleeves of both hands were tied up.

The destruction of the country during this period was really tragic.

Yan remembered that she seemed to be the princess of this country.

That's right, this country. Yan already knew where he was.

"Can I ask you some information?" Yan.

The girl nodded, and seeing that Yan could communicate, her eyes seemed to gradually shine.

Sure enough, there was no language barrier.

First, Homura: "What's your name?"

The girl opened her mouth with great difficulty, as if it was because she had not communicated with anyone for a long time. She tried her best to say something, but in the end, she could only make the sound: "...ah, um...ah...ah..."

Yan was amused: "Ah wuhuh?"

The girl shook her head desperately. "That's not the right name!" She was extremely anxious, her hands clenched against her chest, and she was about to cry because of her own uselessness.

But after seeing the gentle smile in Yan's eyes, he immediately realized that the other party was teasing him.

Her mood suddenly became less nervous.

As a high-level undead, she could sense that the flame in front of her was not human.

In the eyes of the vampire princess, Yan's whole body exuded a huge and terrifying undead magic power.

It was ten thousand times more terrifying than the high-level undead he had seen from afar before.

Because that aura was so terrifying, the girl didn't have the courage to communicate at all. When she saw Yan turn around, she wanted to run away.

After all, Homura is even more omnipotent than the Flying Squirrel in the original work. Tatsumi is the omnipotent king, and Homura has even given himself an extreme magic damage professional patch. Now he is undoubtedly the most terrifying existence in the world just by relying on his demonic form. As long as he releases the dark spiritual pressure, the soul pressure alone can kill a large number of undead who have already died once.

The ultimate goal of death is to endow immortal creatures with the power of mortality.

"Where are your parents?"

Although it was difficult for the other party to calm down and communicate for the time being, Yan directly asked the question that the girl was most concerned about.

He knew that although Mieguo seemed to be an undead, she was actually a human being at the beginning and had a happy family. She had parents.

The girl's expression suddenly became a little sad. She nodded first, then shook her head.

"It's gone now, isn't it?"

The girl was surprised - the other party actually understood what she meant. This kind of tacit understanding made her feel less nervous.

Sudden--

The girl whispered softly: "——No.——Silis. Inbe——"

Repeating over and over again, lovely pronunciation.

Finally—under the moonlight, on a night filled with stars, Homura called out her real name: "Keno Fasilis Inberen..."

Hearing her own name, the girl finally smiled and shook her head, seeming to be very happy.

"Your...name?"

"Hum--Humura Saigo, just call me Humura."

"Lord Yan..." Qinuo gradually became better at turning words around.

She discovered that this terrifying upper-level undead lord was not a particularly terrifying existence, and after letting go of her fear, she gradually felt a sense of familiarity, as if they were of the same origin.

Yan didn't know what Mieguo Loli was thinking. Mieguo during this period was quite shy and timid, which was unexpectedly interesting.

Although he is still quite introverted two hundred years later, he is at least a mature warrior.

The scene of him trembling with fear and showing his cowardice has been completely memorized in Yan's mind - it's very cute, the memory has been preserved.

When Keno mustered up the courage to express this intimacy, even with longing in her eyes, and her intention was very obvious to get close to Yan, the other party seemed to have misunderstood something and was trying to please Yan.

"Do you feel a sense of familiarity and common origin? My demon form still contains some of the blood of the true vampire, which can be called the ancestor of all vampires." Yan reached out and gently tapped the girl's head.

She immediately covered her head in fear. "Doesn't it hurt?" She opened her eyes blankly and looked at Yan, only to find that he was smiling, seemingly very happy.

"Don't be afraid—since you've said you feel very close to me, is there a possibility that I feel the same way? I have no reason to attack you."

Qinuo finally nodded, and then whispered: "Please... follow me..."

She seemed to have finally established some initial trust with Yan, and began to lead the way.

Yan watched as it carefully led him along various paths, seemingly trying to avoid those low-level zombies and undead.

It was also a bit funny that he followed slowly behind.

Although he is a high-level undead, he is wary of and afraid of other undead like a human.

This kid, could it be that he still hasn't realized that he is a vampire?

He clearly just said that he was the original vampire.

It's natural that you will feel a sense of familiarity with the original vampire - you yourself are also a little vampire - Keno Farsilis Inberen!

Chapter 142: A natural ability comparable to twenty, unconditionally copying a skill

Finally - the girl was very careful all the way, but she didn't notice at all that many of the undead zombies, although they had no consciousness of their own, instinctively sensed the terrifying aura of Yan and retreated one after another.

"Ah... yes - here." The girl murmured, seeming to feel ashamed of the simple little room that was about to be exposed, and the sewer-like entrance.

"it is good."

Seeing that Homura didn't show any strange expression, Keno smiled with relief.

It's so pitiful - Keno is so weak now, just like a newbie in her teens, not even as good as Kuroyukihime and the others.

Although he was a high-ranking undead, he had no professional combat training and had to dodge a group of ordinary zombies.

After walking through a corridor, the two pushed open an iron door on the side.

After entering, Yan saw many tools for repairing sewers. There was only an old table and chair in the room.

The human who destroyed the country was actually the princess of this country, but now she lives like this.

However, the room was very clean. It was obvious that although it was simple, the owner had taken good care of it. There were many books and scrolls containing various kinds of knowledge neatly placed on the corner of the table.

Yan picked up a book at random, and it was full of words that he couldn't understand.

At this moment, Keno was carefully looking at Homura, the scary adult who had broken into her little world.

Although various reasons in the past had made Keno less afraid of Yan, the enormous magic power in Yan was still too terrifying for Keno to perceive.

Yan took out the prop lamp with permanent light and placed it on the table, which immediately illuminated the dim room. Now Keno's small kerosene lamp could be completely put offline.

Then--

"Magic—" Yan chanted without any chanting.

Fortunately, he had cheats, and had a dual all-round panel for both wizards and warriors. At this time, not to mention the lethality of magic, the convenience had already been reflected.

Two metal chairs appeared, and then Yan took out a soft, high-quality robe, folded it, and placed it on the stool.