Who are you calling a stable boy?!

Therefore, let alone sending legendary messengers, these two demon lords might even personally visit this material plane.

It would be strange if Razmir didn't back down.

However, since Razmir doesn't dare to come to this material plane in person, it means that Likun is lying to him.

Either there wasn't any giant magic circle under the city at all, or the purpose of that giant magic circle wasn't to summon Razmir.

"me--"

Seeing Zheng Jing's golden cudgel rising and falling on his forehead, Li Kun's immobile body was already soaked with sweat.

"I'll tell you! Little Saint! I'll tell you! That formation... it's for refining souls!"

Likun cried out, "Razmir wants me to at least collect the human souls of this city and hand them over to him when all else fails!"

“I’m not lying this time! If you kill me, this formation will activate immediately. It’s a mechanism left by Razmir, and even if I wanted to help you deactivate it, I couldn’t!”

Zheng Jing glanced at him.

"it is good."

"what!"

—With a scream from Li Kun, Zheng Jing's stick, its afterimages blurring, had already smashed Li Kun's limbs into a pulp.

The intense pain was about to make him howl again, but the stick Zheng Jing swung down on his head distracted him, and he immediately lost consciousness.

At the same time, three colorful fireworks suddenly rose into the sky, and as they exploded, a burst of rousing music rang out.

Zheng Jing knew that it was a signal from the expeditionary force.

This means that the army has breached the gates of the capital of the theocracy.

"Not bad, YO is quick."

After praising it, Zheng Jing took out a scroll from his pocket.

This was given to him by Laogu, allowing him to communicate remotely with Laogu both inside and outside the Mountain and River Map.

After sending a voice message and receiving a reply from Lao Gu, Zheng Jing looked around, first kicking over half the head of some unknown deity statue, then using the blood-soaked, limbless Li Kun as a stepping stone, and sitting down with his legs crossed.

When the terrified Christians returned from the map of mountains and rivers, all they saw was scorched earth and ruins. A man carrying a stick sat on the remains of their idol, stepping on their Master Likun, and waving at them with a grin.

"Don't be afraid, it's over."

Chapter 332: Beat Me Again!

With the fall of the theocracy's capital, the True God army, which had ravaged this material plane for months, was finally utterly defeated.

Faced with the True God's army that had stormed the capital, the Theocracy did not put up a stubborn resistance.

It seems that while Likun's methods of mental manipulation made these high priests acknowledge Razmir's status as a living god, they failed to shake their core belief in the supremacy of humanity.

In order to preserve the flame of the church, they will assess the situation carefully, rather than being fanatical believers who only know how to attack heretics.

As for the small remnants of the True God Army, to put it bluntly, it's not unreasonable that demons and cultists can be in cahoots.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the two of them fled for their lives without any hesitation.

It can be said that the expeditionary force easily helped the theocracy reclaim those cities that had been occupied by demons and cultists.

That's right, it's the "Help" Church.

The expeditionary force's target was the army of the true god, composed of demons and cultists, not the theocracy.

The expeditionary force not only helped the Theocracy recover lost territory, rebuild its homeland, and break free from mind control, but also deterred kingdoms and empires that intended to take advantage of the chaos, preventing the Theocracy from being destroyed by the usurpation of its territory by the True God Army.

As for the giant magic array beneath the capital of the theocracy, the expeditionary force gathered all the talents in the field of magic and divine arts, and after studying it day and night for three days, they came to a conclusion.

I can't handle it.

It must be said that Razmir is indeed quite skilled in the field of magic. The expeditionary force dared not handle the giant array he had set up casually, fearing that there might be some protective mechanism hidden inside that would take the entire capital of the theocracy with it when it self-destructed.

Fortunately, the devout prayers of Desna's followers led the goddess, who loved to depict dreams and the starry sky, to reveal a miracle.

Under the influence of Desna's divine power, this giant magic circle was completely rewritten, transforming into a wondrous magic circle that could protect the vitality of the land.

However, this change came at a small cost.

For example, the fountain in the newly renovated Liusheng Square has somehow turned the originally fine groundwater into colorful jam.

For example, plants planted in this land tend to grow quickly and well—so much so that some tree-people seedlings develop self-awareness, or large trees that can be eaten whole like hard candy.

For example, in some places, soil that has been dug up has been discovered to contain edible chocolate...

These changes will naturally have a significant impact on the lives of the capital's residents, but at least they no longer have to abandon the city for fear of being refined into soul crystals one day.

"I must say, it actually tastes pretty good."

Chewing on his lips, Zheng Jing, who was squatting on the top of the clock tower, leaned down and handed a dark brown stone to Momoga: "Take this back for your two little ones to try?"

Sometimes, stones that are actually small cookies will randomly appear in the soil that has turned into chocolate.

Zheng Jing and a nearly adult fairy dragon have been digging around for the past two days, collecting various kinds of delicacies and putting them in their backpacks.

"Uh......"

Momoga looked at the stone with some hesitation.

"It's buttery, I've tried it."

"......it is good."

After taking the stone and putting it into his spatial backpack, Momoga saw Zheng Jing about to flip it back over and quickly called out to him, "Wait!"

"Ok?"

Zheng Jing leaned his face back.

"What's wrong?"

"...YOYO already told you the information that Likun gave you, right?"

Zheng Jing spared Li Kun's life not only because he didn't want to actually activate the formation, but also because he wanted to leave him for the expeditionary force to squeeze out some of his remaining value.

Putting everything else aside, if Zheng Jing can't get an explanation from Li Kun about the matter at Laogu's grave, he estimates that Laogu's mentality will really explode.

Fortunately, Li Kun was indeed aware of the situation.

According to Likun, because the flow of time is different between the two material planes, from the perspective of this material plane, Razmir did indeed begin his preparations hundreds of years ago.

He drove the Dragon Emperor, who was trying to break through the legendary barrier, into madness, using the magic he had given him. As a result, the Dragon Emperor died, and Razmir gained the means to create physical entities from the world's torrent of souls.

In simpler terms, it's like Razmir mastered a means to materialize soul energy.

The various otherworldly monsters that have appeared in this material plane over the past few centuries, as well as players like the Six Great Gods and the Eight Greed Kings, are indeed the work of Razmir.

In other words, Wan was telling the truth at the time.

The entire Great Tomb of Nazarick, and Suzuki Satoru who became Momoga, were indeed able to appear in this material plane only through Razmir's intervention.

However, unlike the NPCs that appeared out of thin air in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Suzuki Satoru, who was created by copying existing souls, could not be implanted with any kind of "backdoor program" by Razmir.

In fact, it wasn't just him; the Six Great Gods and the Eight Desire Kings all had this situation.

This is why, despite having planned for hundreds of years and having the Six Great Gods and the Eight Greed Kings all once dominating the western part of this material plane, Razmir has only now begun to build his so-called True God Army in this material plane.

It was because his attempts to control the six great gods and the eight desire kings had failed one after another that he decided to personally carry out this ascension experiment, which aimed to use the entire material plane as a divine kingdom.

According to Likun, since this experiment has failed, given Razmir's caution, he will most likely give up interfering with this material plane permanently.

In any case, for Razmir, the most important thing, technology, was not lost.

But for Momoga, he probably won't be able to eat or sleep until Razmir is completely dead, just like Likun, who was publicly executed a few days ago.

"Don't be too nervous. Little YO said that the Church of Aiomeda is considering expanding its business here. If that spicy noodle really sets its sights on this material plane again, you won't be without help."

In this matter, Zheng Jing's words did not offer Momoga much psychological comfort.

The Church of Aomeide's attitude toward liches is obvious; it can only be said that not every paladin can be as clear-headed as YOYO in setting aside prejudices.

Perhaps it can't be called prejudice.

After all, Prisoner of Bones, now an undead being, knew that beings like him, similar to liches, would indeed gradually lose the emotions they once had as humans over time...

Virtue and malice will both disappear.

Perhaps all that's left is the memory.

...So, when he called Zheng Jing, it wasn't because he was worried about Razmir.

"Zheng Jing".

Removing his helmet, revealing a sharp-edged skull, Momoga stared at Zheng Jing.

"I want to ask you for a favor."

"What's the matter?"

"Beat me again."

"I can say that," Suzuki Satoru said firmly.

"Let them utterly crush me, who has fought with everything they have."

Chapter 333: Zheng Jing Fights the White Bone Demon Three Times

A day later, on the Kazpin Plain, Momoga, who had led a group of guardians there, stopped in his tracks.

"Let's leave it here."

He turned around and looked at the guardians who had all knelt down.

"Next, it is my turn to fight. Whether I win or lose, you must witness it until the very end and remember it all."

Upon hearing this, Shalltear raised her head, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

"What's wrong? Shalltear, what do you want to say?"

"Lord Momoga...why do you insist on personally going to fight...that Zheng Jing?"

Shalltear was both confused and anxious: "No matter how strong he is... can he really defeat the entire Nazarick?"

"Idiot."

"what?!"

Hearing Aura's mutterings from the side, Shalltear's eyes widened in surprise.

"Shartia, don't you understand? Lord Momoga does not wish to be enemies with Lord Zheng Jing. This wish is no longer based on considerations of the probability of victory or defeat."

"Well?"

Shalltia frowned upon hearing Cocytus's words again.

With the complete defeat of the True God Army, the NPCs who had been sleeping in the Great Tomb of Nazarick because they refused to fight Razmir naturally came back to life.

Compared to Shalltear, who has been following the developments closely, Cocytus, who has only been revived for two days, seems to understand Momoga's current choice better.

"hehe."

"Lord Momogha?"

Shalltia looked bewildered upon hearing Momoga's sudden soft chuckle.

“Cocytus is right. I do not want to be enemies with Zheng Jing, and I do not want Ainz Ooal Gown to be enemies with Zheng Jing either. Therefore, I must go to this battle myself, alone.”

"However, I don't like losing in PvP either."

"so......"

Momoga turned around.

"Witness it well, Guardians."

"Witness my all-out effort!"

The guardians lowered their heads.

"Yes!"

in unison.

Following the words of the guardians, Momoga traveled alone.

Treading on the yellow sand and facing the fierce wind, under the sun, he finally saw the figure waiting for him.

At that moment, Momoga subconsciously stopped in his tracks.