Who are you calling a stable boy?!

But he couldn't leave this tool, which could deploy a giant illusion array anytime, anywhere, to the Great Tomb.

Although it poses no threat to him, if it were taken to the battlefield, the expeditionary force might be caught off guard and be completely overwhelmed by it.

Even if we take a step back and say...

Hehe, why should such a precious treasure be left to the enemy?

I just want to get my hands on it and play with it!

Yaura instinctively tried to block Zheng Jing's view of the Mountain and River Map with her body, but with her petite frame of only 76 years old, she was probably shorter than the map itself if it were erected, so how could she possibly block it?

"Little girl, don't say that I, Old Zheng, didn't give you a chance."

With his chin resting on his hand, Zheng Jing poked the stone under his buttocks with his golden cudgel, utterly bored.

"I'll spare you, but take the things."

"I'll kill you, and take the stuff."

"It makes no difference to me."

"Don't be nervous. I, Old Zheng, am quite patient. You can think about it again. Even if all the monsters and demons under your command come over, it's just a matter of killing them all or letting them go."

Zheng Jing picked up a small pebble, rubbed it between his fingers, and blew away the dust from his fingertips.

"No difference."

"..."

Seeing that Zheng Jing was no longer even giving her a second glance, Ya Wula clenched the map of mountains and rivers behind her waist, gritted her teeth, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes!

-

"So, you just ran away and came back like that, is that it?"

Between the thrones of the Great Tomb, Wan, wearing a mask and a black robe, stood below the steps, his back to Momoga, who sat in meditation, looking down at Aura, who was kneeling below.

"terribly sorry......"

Aura dared not raise her head, but held the supreme great sword, the God-Slaying Blade Emperor, high above her with both hands.

Descending the steps and standing before Aura, Wan picked up the God-Slaying Blade Emperor and examined it closely.

"Hmm, it's a divine artifact, or rather, a top-tier weapon even among extraordinary weapons. If we're only talking about sharpness, it could even be considered the best among extraordinary weapons—"

Before she could finish speaking, a flash of silver light had already slashed across Aura's right shoulder!

"—Waaaaaa!!"

With a muffled groan, the dark elf's slender right hand fell to the ground at the base.

Chapter 306: Zheng Jing! Help me!

In an instant, the pitch-black death energy exploded within the jade throne.

This chilling wave, capable of instantly killing weak creatures, seemed to cause the entire jade throne to sway slightly.

But then, the wave suddenly stopped.

It's like a disaster movie reaching its peak with amazing special effects, showcasing the horror of the natural disaster, when someone suddenly reaches out and presses the pause button.

The abrupt ending creates a sense of disorientation that is enough to make one dizzy and nauseous.

Immediately, someone else pressed the play button—

Then, press the pause button.

play.

time out.

Play...

--pause.

This happened several times in less than ten seconds.

Just then, Wan Cai seemed to suddenly discover the source of this strange phenomenon, and turned around with the God-Slaying Blade Emperor in hand.

"Son of God."

Looking at Momoga, whose body was flashing with black and green light, as if two forces were fighting for control of his body, Wan, who was wearing a mask, seemed to laugh.

Are you feeling unwell?

"..."

Several more seconds of silence followed.

In those few seconds, the emerald green light overshadowed the pitch-black spiritual energy.

Everything returned to calm, as if no change had ever occurred. Momoga sat there, his gaze passing over Wan in front of him, watching Yaura, who still dared not get up despite losing an arm.

The God-Slaying Blade Emperor was truly sharp. If it weren't for the gushing hot blood gushing from the wound, the smooth, mirror-like cut would make it seem as if Aura was meant to be a one-armed creature.

"Mare, take Aura down to heal her wounds."

"Yes Yes!"

Upon hearing Momoga's words, Mare quickly ran to help her twin sister up and carefully put away her severed arm.

After the siblings left the throne room, Momoga looked at Wan under the watchful eyes of the other guardians.

"Wan, do you know what you just did?"

"Of course, it's to share your burdens."

Wan replied matter-of-factly, “I know you cherish your property, Divine Child. Please rest assured, the damage caused by that knife is easily repaired and will not affect its future performance! Although losing the Map of Mountains and Rivers is a serious crime, my God is merciful and will only impose a minor punishment on you. He will not be harsh on you.”

"You mean you're punishing Aura on my behalf?"

“This is my duty, God Child.”

Momoga suddenly fell silent, but simply extended his right hand toward Wan.

Looking at Momoga's skeletal hand, Wan immediately understood and presented the God-Slaying Blade Emperor with both hands.

"Rest assured, I will always be a faithful servant of my God, and also a faithful servant of God's Son. I will never take a single penny of God's Son's property—"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of moon-white light slashed across Wan's right shoulder.

“It is this right hand that has overstepped its bounds, so I will punish this right hand.”

With a single stroke, he severed Wan's right arm, yet Momoga's tone remained as calm as if he had just chopped up a pig's trotter.

“Give him a small punishment. Remember, a servant is a servant.”

"Yes, you are right."

Despite having his arm severed, Wan seemed completely oblivious. As he knelt before Momoga, he casually picked up his right arm and pressed it against his shoulder.

“I will certainly keep the words of the divine child in mind.”

"...You may all leave."

"Divine Child, what about the expeditionary force's survey team?"

"The Great Tomb's disguise is perfect. Besides, even if they do find it, so what? We can just annihilate them then."

Seeing that Wan could already use his right hand flexibly, Momoga waved his hand.

"It's enough to wait for them to tire themselves out. There's no need to cause any more trouble. You may all leave."

Seeing this, Wan did not say much, but bowed and turned to leave the hall.

The other guardians who had been summoned by Wan exchanged glances.

"Lord Momoga..."

"...I'm sorry, Albedo, I want to think about some things on my own."

Upon hearing this, Albedo was about to say something, but Demiurge gently pressed down on her shoulder.

Demiurge shook his head, meeting Albedo's gaze.

"As you command... Then, we guardians will take our leave..."

The guardians descended from the hall one after another.

As Albedo, the last one to leave, closed the door, she looked back and saw Momoga sitting alone on the huge jade throne, biting her lower lip and lowering her eyes.

"Boom."

With a muffled thud, the door slammed shut.

On the jade throne, Momoga slowly lowered her head, looking at her raised bone hands.

"...Thump!"

He slammed his fist on both armrests—

what.

Can not be done.

Completely—not angry.

No, that's not right.

I can't be angry...

It seemed that the power that had been suppressing his emotions had erupted so violently in such a short time that, at this moment, he felt nothing but... anger.

I feel nothing at all.

Everything...

As if the soul that supported him had been suddenly ripped away, Momoga's tall, skeletal body collapsed.

—Then, the image of Aura's right arm being cut off reappeared clearly in his mind.

Momoga, the guild master of Ainz Ooal Gown, slowly sat up straight.

No.

This can't go on...

I have to do something!

He knew, however, that killing Wan directly was not the way to solve the problem.

After observing for a period of time, Momoga discovered that in addition to being able to imprison his body, Wan also possessed a kind of ability that seemed to be able to tamper with the basic settings of NPCs within the Great Tomb.

Based on the Guardians' behavior, Momoga deduced that Wan must have made the Guardians mistake the god Razmir for themselves, the Great Tomb, and even Momoga's creator.

In other words, from the perspective of the Guardians, Van and Albedo are considered to be on the same level.

But does this ability to tamper with data seem to have some limitations?

Because Momoga also discovered that the relationship between Wan and the Guardians was not good at all. If there were no restrictions on Wan's ability to tamper with things, then he could be completely sidelined.

A faithful servant of the divine child?

Momoga didn't believe a word of this.

If this ability is unique to Wan, then he only needs to seize the opportunity to kill Wan. However, the problem is that Wan's ability clearly comes from the human god Razmir.

To be honest, Momoga is still not sure if Razmir is truly their creator.

But whether it is true or not, he has already made up his mind...

However, if he really wanted to do something, Momoga knew that it would be almost impossible for him to succeed on his own.

As for relying on the Guardians, it's not that Momoga doesn't trust them, but the Guardians are clearly even more powerless than he is.

With his head buried in the bone hand, Momoga fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, his body suddenly trembled slightly, and he murmured a name.

"...Zheng Jing."

-

"Ok?"

Zheng Jing suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

"What's wrong, Captain? Did you find something again, meow?"