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

When you are faced with hundreds of thousands of corpses not of yourself but of the enemy, run—!

But the space teleportation was ineffective, and it finally remembered that what the other party had just said was not to escape, but to prevent it from escaping by imposing space teleportation restrictions.

"Monster--! Attack!" This time, Xiu Guan squeezed his magic power like crazy and started fighting desperately.

A huge wall of bones about two hundred meters high suddenly appeared in front of him.

That's right - it didn't choose to attack, but to actively defend.

The tenth-level defensive magic made the rotten coffin feel uneasy and its body was wriggling violently.

Then a huge tentacle stretched out from the rotten coffin, and took advantage of the visual barrier of the bone wall to move towards the direction where Yan was.

At the same time—the rotten coffin turned around and flew away.

That’s right—it went through so many moves, and didn’t even bother to use its strongest Origin Magic to see the effect, it just planned to fly away.

Teleportation isn't working, right? Then I can just fly directly.

however--

Boom~!!

The next moment, a spell appeared on the rotten coffin.

Then Yan teleported directly to the scene and stepped hard on the head with his feet. With the attitude of an absolutely strong man, he calmly watched the rotten coffin fall directly to the ground under the huge force of his feet and landed heavily in the deep pit.

A majestic voice sounded: "Not only that, I also activated my skills before the battle. Haha, that is to say - this is a fight to the death, Dragon King. Running away is useless!" Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da!

And Xiu Guan felt a strong malice from Yan's words.

Death fight——? !!!

Is he really that crazy? What did he do to anyone? He's already made himself the most disgusting, most lecherous Dragon King, so why are these Dragon Emperors' filth still targeting him?

If you want to fight, why not fight the Platinum Dragon King or the Seven-Colored Dragon King?

Then Yan used the Demon Claw instead of a weapon and performed the Dimension Slash. With a light slash, the body of the rotten coffin was split into two and shattered like a broken mirror.

The space around it also began to distort violently, and its body was torn apart.

Yan, on the other hand, had already jumped up, and then he lifted up the huge giant made of countless blood and corpses with one hand, and then smashed the rotten coffin with the other hand.

The rotten coffin struggled like crazy. As a highest-level undead creature, this little bit of force still couldn't kill it. Just when it tried to take off again, the ground suddenly cracked open - countless arms emerged from the bright red river and grabbed the rotten coffin's feet tightly.

The scene was so moving that it made Keno feel as if he saw the countless skeletons that had been lying in front of the castle gate at the foot of the mountain, stretching out their hands in the hope of breaking through the gate and escaping.

It was as if he saw the people of his own country among them, harboring mad hatred and resentment towards the rotten coffin, and wanting to drag it into hell as well.

Xiu Guan was filled with immense anger—!

It couldn't imagine that it would be forced to this point in its home court.

Keno was even more excited: watching the scene change, she clenched her two small fists excitedly and clenched them in front of her chest.

Is the armor of the 400,000 skeletons of the Decaying Coffin strong? It is, but the Blood River is even more powerful! Now all yours belongs to Yan, take it all!

however--

"Activate the original magic - soul destruction!" This time it was finally activated.

When he saw the familiar magical fluctuations, the biggest shadow in his heart emerged from Qinuo's mind, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

This is it——!

That's it—…! Mom and Dad, and everyone in the country is like this because of this trick!

Pain, hatred, fear, worry...all kinds of complicated emotions surged at the same time, and Keno looked at Yan nervously.

On the other side, Yan was very calm.

The number of undead under the control of the rotten coffin is limited. Every time it activates the Soul Destroyer, it consumes a huge amount of energy. If it fails miserably, it will truly become a mindless undead dragon. This is its last desperate struggle~!!

It's a critical moment. The more we stay calm, the more we must not give the enemy a chance to turn the tables.

Looking at the ball of light gathered in the mouth of the rotten coffin, it was a magic comparable to the Holy Slaughter Gun (deleted gun).

Yan had no intention of trying it with his body, wondering if he could bear the urge. Even with 400,000 resurrection coins, he didn't dare to gamble on whether the rules of the deletion gun would accept his method of using other souls to replace death.

At this moment, Xiu Guan's expression was distorted to the extreme by hatred.

It will destroy this filth!

However, Yan did nothing, and the next moment a river composed of countless undead directly blocked Yan's way.

Boom~!! This Soul-Destroying Blast sent countless skeletons raining down from the sky. It was a force that could even kill the air, comparable to the power of Death itself, which disregarded the immortality of the undead. It was the pinnacle of death.

Unfortunately, the magic power that the rotten coffin can unleash is too little now.

Even if a large number of undead were killed, more undead would soon gather and block Yan's way.

Yan stood at the top of the Tower of Death, overlooking the rotten coffin's dying struggle.

Suddenly, he spoke, "Amazing flesh and blood, Ever-Dark Dragon King! In life, you were also a formidable dragon king. Is this all you've gained by sacrificing your flesh? What else can you do with your scarred body? What are you going to do? Are you a dragon? Or a dog?"

That calm gaze, that compassionate look, that indifferent tone, and that posture that seemed to have declared that its failure was inevitable.

Rotten Coffin:!!!!!!

"Destroy the soul--!" It has been running away all its life, but this time-it won't run away anymore.

"Filth--!!!" he roared at last.

Perhaps at this moment, it finally remembered its integrity as the Dragon King.

It’s too late——!

Yan showed a satisfied and ferocious smile at the final outburst of the rotten coffin.

Very good—that's the fighting spirit! This is the fight to the death he wants, and then—die, Dragon King!

The next moment, a river of blood rushed forward, and at the same time, Yan raised his hand and released a terrifying light cannon, which was formed purely by the magic power accumulated in his body, and was the strongest attack released wantonly and happily.

Boom~!

Chapter 149: Jealous to the point of madness Shalltear: Sharing the same blood as the Supreme (Additional Update)

"It's over—" Yan closed the blood river.

The catalog now calculated that there were 17 undead left. Finally, the decaying coffin fought desperately, and two soul-destroying shots took away 23.

However, the Dead River expanded so much in one go that it finally looked like a decent place.

Thank you for the 400,000 undead rewards from Xiu Guan.

Unfortunately, the souls of Qinuo's relatives were no longer in it. When Yan opened the river of blood, he checked and found that there was no trace of those three people.

So it’s almost time to go back two hundred years.

Although taking Keno away will affect the plot of the Thirteen Heroes, such matters can be left to the local natives to resolve themselves.

In the original novel, the main character in the story of the thirteen heroes fighting against the demon god is still the player Rick.

It seemed that the Platinum Dragon King became friends with the other party at this time. At first, he saw that Rick's level was not high, but later he found that Rick was growing and leveling up too fast, and he was afraid that he would lose control - so he backstabbed Rick.

That's why he thinks that Dragon Kings are very timid.

Even the so-called benevolent dragon Platinum Dragon King, who clearly considered Riku a friend, chose to backstab him because of unfounded concerns about the future.

Afterwards, I stood on the top of the mountain and enjoyed the tranquility brought by the calm post-war wind blowing from the sky.

Humph—a light laugh. A battle at the level of destroying a nation is really great.

Yan took Keno back to her country first.

As expected - even though Xiu Guan was dead and her parents had not recovered, Qinuo's mood was not as low as she had imagined. Instead, she seemed to feel completely relieved.

"Let's go... I'm ready now." She took the initiative to hold Yan's hand.

She has tried her best, and her biggest enemy is dead. Maybe now it is really time to start learning to live for herself.

"Let's go then."

With a cry of surprise from the girl, Yan picked her up by the waist and opened the coordinates of the gate to the main world space. He first teleported her to Okinawa in the present world, and then teleported her all the way to the other world 200 years later based on the spatial coordinates of Kuroyukihime and others.

Excellent! The simplest and most cost-free time travel is now complete.

And when Yan and Qinuo were teleported directly through space and stepped into the big tomb.

This immediately triggered alarms at all levels in the tomb.

Normal teleportation is ineffective within the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

Although Homura and Keno had the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, they were violently teleported directly from another world. In addition, Keno's name was not registered in the guild system, which directly triggered the alarm.

The Bone King had just ordered the guardians to gather intelligence around the great tomb, but unexpectedly, invaders appeared.

"All Guardians, be on guard! Follow me—let's go out and take a look!"

Yan hasn't returned yet, and the loyalty of the guardians is enough to give him a headache, and now there are native invaders from another world?

Because of the tight time, he didn't have time to ask Xixiang Jun about the strength of the local strongmen in this other world.

It is precisely because of the unknown that it seems mysterious, and it is precisely because of the mystery that people worry and imagine infinite possibilities.

This is how Bone King is in the original novel, fighting wits and courage with the air every day.

Seeing the Supreme being so cautious, the Guardians suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy—! Was this an attack from a force on the same level as the Great Tomb?

They actually took advantage of the real demon master's absence to cause trouble! For a moment, the eyes of the guardians were filled with murderous intent.

But wait until the group sees who the intruder is.

"Supreme—the Supreme!" Surprise!

"Really, Lord Demon?!" Overjoyed!

"That armor must be right - apart from the other Supreme Lord Takimi, only this Supreme Lord has it." Cocytus was extremely excited.

After all, its creator, Taketo Takemurai, had admired the power of the world champion Takimi, so he joined the Great Tomb and has been committed to forging weapons that can defeat him.

As a result, Takimi quit the game, and his defense was directly broken by Jianyu Leigan, so he also quit the game.

But Cocytus completely memorized the silver-white armor that was a symbol of strength that only the world champion could wear.

In their eyes, this is the strongest and highest proof of our noble Supreme Being.

Even Xiaodi couldn't help showing joy the moment he saw Yan.

Although his creator had some conflicts with the original owner of the armor, and he also didn't like another Supreme Takimi very much, the loyalty engraved in his bones was a strong belief that was enough to make NPCs willing to change their personalities and preferences.

"Welcome back, and pay your respects to the Supreme and Great True Demon!" Xiaodi spoke immediately and took the lead in paying his respects.

Then the other NPCs also hurriedly saluted.

But after the joy wore off, Albedo, Shalltear, and the Aungsuk maids suddenly realized that they had overlooked something very important.

Wait, who is that low-level undead being lying in the arms of the all-powerful and noble Lord?

In an instant, countless sounds of gnashing teeth were heard from below, and they all looked at Qinuo, the thieving cat, with vicious eyes.

That was a position that none of these hundred-level guardians had ever enjoyed. It was a princess hug, a princess hug!

His aura is not even at level 50, and he is not even as good as the undead of the middle level of the maid group. How can he be so capable?

"Silence - take back your rude gazes, Guardians - do you have any dissatisfaction with my immediate family members?" Terrifying magic power suddenly burst out from Yan's body, like a demon god descending, instantly shocking all the guardians.

Everyone seemed to be carrying a terrifying weight on their shoulders.

It was originally the strongest, and after a battle with Xiu Guan, it gained an army of hundreds of thousands of dead to strengthen the power of the Blood River. In the end, it even took in Xiu Guan's corpse.

Qinuo got her revenge and was not interested in the material of the rotten coffin. Instead, she hoped that her master could become stronger so that he could protect herself.

So - now he has to carry the terrifying power of the Rotten Coffin Dragon King. Even the Bone King felt it and broke out in a cold sweat, feeling extremely horrified.

How could it be that the aura is so strong?

They were all max-level accounts, so what did Xixiang-kun do two hundred years ago? Or was it that—it wasn't the power of the game account, but the power of the game itself?

Bone King remembered that Saigo Homura had possessed extraordinary powers from the beginning.

Although he had no intention of betraying the other party, after personally experiencing the powerful might of Yan at this moment, he became more honest.

"We dare not—! Then, is that person your direct relative?" Shalltear, a vampire princess of the same clan, finally reacted and gritted her teeth—instantly sensing the aura of Keno, which was now of the same origin as the Supreme.

Ah, ah! How enviable! Even bright red vertical pupils appeared.

Shalltear was almost going crazy with jealousy.