Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

The world beneath the blue sky is a desertified region.

The air is lifeless, the earth is lifeless, and if a normal person were to take a breath here, they would likely only meet the same fate of death.

The entire area of ​​destruction was two hundred meters in diameter.

Everything that originally existed in this area was destroyed and perished.

Because Yan Ming was not within Ainz Ooal Gown's range, he did not suffer an instant death effect. Even the deathly air could not affect him, and the Knight Armor provided him with enough oxygen.

This is... the effect of Ainz Ooal Gown's special skill.

This enhances an instant-death skill, allowing you to delay the death of enemies with strong instant-death resistance until 12 seconds later.

Even if this skill fails, Yan Ming's ultimate move is a technique that combines the ultimate power of nineteen Heisei Kamen Riders, and can easily kill Shalltear.

Either one could serve as the ultimate trump card to end this battle.

—Barring any unforeseen circumstances.

"oops."

A beautiful and melodious sound came from the desert.

After the sand stirred up by the gale dissipated, Shalltear stood directly in front of them.

The Valkyrie of Blood.

From head to toe... there wasn't a single injury.

"The resurrection item that Peroroncino gave you?"

"That's right! I'm sorry to disappoint you two, but now I'm completely recharged!"

Although her magic power and special skills were still at their lowest, Shalltear's stamina was restored to full in one go thanks to the resurrection item.

But what about Yan Ming and Ainz Ooal Gown?

Yan Ming was alright; in his current state, he could still fight for a while. However, Ainz Ooal Gown had already consumed a great deal of magic power.

Now, at most, one can only cast a spell once or twice, and there's basically no hope for special skills.

Moreover, Yan Ming was not without losses. Although he was not injured at all, transforming into this powerful form had somewhat depleted his stamina.

Next up is the power struggle between Shalltear and Yan Ming.

'I have to admit, this human is really strong. I probably wouldn't be a match for him in hand-to-hand combat...'

However—Shalltear possesses a dropper spear that can suck the blood of her enemies.

If you can use this weapon to stab Yan Ming, you can steal his life force and restore your own strength.

This is an advantage that Yan Ming does not possess.

"What follows is just a war of attrition. As for Lord Ainz, given your close relationship, you must have to make time to protect him."

Shalltear smiled victoriously upon realizing this outcome.

"You seem to be dreaming."

"...Huh?"

So, just when Shalltear seemed to have thought everything through, Yan Ming spoke up.

Why do you think this is my limit?

"What did you say?"

Shalltear didn't quite understand Yan Ming's words for a moment.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Yan Ming said, word by word.

"I haven't even used my full strength yet, and you already think you're guaranteed to win?"

"…ah?"

Even Ainz Ooal Gown, who was standing nearby, burst into laughter.

"Shalltear, have you ever wondered why I, who values ​​my pride so much, am now joining forces with my best friend to fight against you?"

"It's not that you need two people to have a chance of winning."

"But it was so that... the final act of taking down the heads would be handled entirely by my best friend."

Everything was just to let Yan Ming demonstrate his strength to the guardians of the Great Tomb of Nazarick and show them his power.

It's a simple and straightforward plan.

Faced with the dumbfounded Shalltear, Yan Ming simply took out a watch face.

"Kiva!"

"bring it on."

He calmly issued the ultimatum.

"Come and feel the might of the Blood Demon Emperor."

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Volume 3, OVERLORD: Chapter 60, The Blood Emperor

Shalltear was immediately dumbfounded.

"Wait, wait a minute!!"

Now?

Lord Ainz is completely out of mana now, isn't he? And that human has almost exhausted all his stamina, hasn't he?

Do we have to come together?!

"However, I think it's better to stop this time. Although I brought those guys' wooden signs as a precaution... which are paid items, the fundamental purpose of this battle is still for Yan Ming."

Yan Ming stood directly in front of Ainz Ooal Gown.

"If I were to clean up the mess, then to the other guardians still in Nazarick, it would simply be a case of 'the mighty Ainz Ooal Gown rightfully defeating Shalltear.'"

"But if it is Shilun Yanming, a human they see as weak and frail, who defeats you... then Yanming's reputation in their eyes will change drastically in the future."

That's why.

Ainz Ooal Gown's reason for joining Yan Ming in the fight against Shalltear was simply to give Yan Ming his last chance to perform.

Everyone in the Great Tomb of Nazarick was watching this scene through magical artifacts, so they could all see every move in the battle.

Having Yan Ming defeat Shalltear is the most suitable way for him to increase his reputation.

"You're lying! Even if that were true, this human could only slightly suppress me at most. Why are you so confident that you could defeat me so easily?!"

Shalltear is, after all, the strongest fighter in the Great Tomb of Nazarick. If Yan Ming takes all aspects into account, although he can defeat her, he will be hindered to some extent by her various peculiar abilities.

But—

Do you really think so?

Ainz Ooal Gown instead asked Shalltear a question in return.

"Do you really think my dearest friend is 'only this much'? Shalltear Bradfordren, you'd better take a closer look at the situation."

"What... ah..."

Shalltear still seemed somewhat confused.

Until the next instant.

Yan Ming no longer retained any of his hidden aura and power.

He let all of this, like a wave of air, slowly envelop his entire body.

"—?!"

"How are you feeling?"

Shalltear was unable to answer Ainz Ooal Gown's question.

First, she felt an unparalleled and immense power.

That was on a scale far exceeding all of my current power.

It was far beyond the level of what they had just encountered. Even if his magic power were fully restored—no, even at his peak, fully armed, in his best condition and with all his preparations, he would still be absolutely unable to defeat it.

Secondly, there's the aura.

The opponent seemed to possess an aura that would absolutely astonish him from the very beginning, but he did not reveal it. Instead, he subtly restrained it within his body until this moment when it was fully unleashed.

This aura was the same as his own... or even more noble, like the aura of a vampire.

And, the absolutely overwhelming aura of royalty.

Shalltear felt an intense itching sensation coursing through her veins.

As a descendant of the true progenitor of vampires, he was overwhelmed by the aura possessed by the other party.

It was as if they had encountered their natural enemy. Even though the other party was just a human, it could exude a bloodline aura that fundamentally suppressed the level of a vampire progenitor!

And... what is that?

"This aura... Are you kidding me? There's no way we can win! This is too unfair!!"

That was the aura of a "king".

Yan Ming slightly trained this innate aura, thus achieving a simple means of controlling his own aura and forming an aura field.

Combined with the vampire aura of the royal Fangire brought by the Demon Emperor Kiva.

It wasn't that Yan Ming wanted to use the kind of domineering aura or bloodline suppression effects from online novels.

Rather, it was because Shalltear happened to be standing opposite him as a vampire, and the Kiva power he used happened to be very similar to that of vampires, which led to such a coincidence.

That's why no one knows better than Shalltear just how terrifying Yan Ming is now.

In fact, Ainz Ooal Gown and Yan Ming had already confirmed all of Shalltear's special abilities and all the circumstances when they first started planning and discussing the matter.

The reason I reacted that way during the battle was just to deceive her.

And, in order to give the Guardians of the High Tomb of Nazarick, who were still watching the battle, an extremely striking sense of contrast.

"Then let's begin."

"Wait, wait a minute—"

"You won't have time to come to your senses, go for it, my dearest friend—!!"

Yan Ming flicked his cloak and approached Shalltear directly.

pat.

The sound of footsteps on sand.

And Shalltear herself experienced auditory hallucinations as if a non-existent heartbeat was pounding violently.

"No, don't come any closer..."

Fear and oppression completely filled my entire being.

Even though it was broad daylight, the world seemed to have turned pitch black in Shalltear's eyes.

Only that golden-red figure of the dead, with an absolute kingly aura, relentlessly approached him.

Every vein in his body seemed to be emitting a mournful cry.

"Don't come any closer!!"

Shalltear roared in terror and instantly spread her wings.

It flew towards Yan Ming at extreme speed.

Even so, Yan Ming didn't even intend to take out the Heisei Sword.

With just his right hand, he yanked Shalltear, who was moving at extreme speed, down from mid-air.

Boom!

Shalltear felt an overwhelming punch pierce through her abdomen.

"Puwaa ...