World Tree Host's Wandering Digital Project

"Clementine! What are you doing?! Do you know that this has ruined all my hard work over the past few years?"

"Ala, you are wrongly blaming me. I am just a weak warrior. What else can I do?"

Clementine didn't know what happened, but she knew it was related to the horse next to her. She showed her signature smile and signaled to Khajiit with her eyes.

"Khajit! Run!"

The crystal ball in Khajiit's hand suddenly shouted, and a strong negative energy burst out. A large number of corpses in the cemetery broke out of the ground and combined into a huge dragon-shaped skeleton.

"This this..."

Khajiit still didn't understand what was going on. What happened to his old friend who had always been with him? Why did he suddenly reveal his biggest trump card? This bone dragon was the creation of his entire life, and he couldn't start the game with a royal flush when playing cards.

The bone dragon made of human bones roared, and its empty throat expressed the hatred of the dead. The shrill sound startled the guards on the city wall.

“What’s that sound?!”

"It sounds like something is howling."

The soldiers looked at each other.

"...Maybe it's a wolf howling somewhere..."

"...Yes, yes, it must be the howling of a wild beast somewhere."

"If it doesn't leave tomorrow, just kick it out."

Although they knew that a voice with such power must not be from a wild beast, the soldiers had no intention of going to take a look. There was nothing in a broken cemetery, and they could not deal with any undead monsters other than skeletons and zombies. They might as well pray that the other party would go to the Kaze Plains where the negative energy was more concentrated.

"Anything else to summon?"

The calm voice brought Khajiit back to reality. The guy who he thought was Clementine's prey was looking at him, not caring about the terrifying bone dragon behind him.

"Khajit, be careful of that horse-shaped monster on the other side. It's much more advanced than the bone dragon!"

The words of the Orb of Death made Khajiit subconsciously look at the black horse. The black horse still looked bored amid the roar of the bone dragon, and its dark blue mane was wrapped around the little girl on its back.

"I say, are there any other summons?"

Seeing the other party staring at Lingyouma in a daze, the Lord of the Gods had to repeat it again.

It's still a little far to raise the adventurer's level to the highest level with just one bone dragon. Let's see if we can squeeze all the juice out of this guy.

"Hehe, although you are a great horse monster, but if you want to defeat me..."

Here we go again, classic villain lines.

The Lord of the Gods pointed at Khajiit's bone dragon, and a golden light descended from the sky, splitting the aggressive bone dragon in half vertically.

"...Long is still wishful thinking."

Khajiit continued to chatter on and on, and even Clementine, who was watching, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Old man, you'd better use whatever tricks you have, otherwise we're all done for."

Clementine wanted to escape as soon as the bone dragon appeared, but the Lord of the Gods dealt with the bone dragon too quickly. As soon as she took a step back, the bone dragon disappeared.

Although she was also surprised, she knew that there were monsters in this world as she was born in the Theocracy. Even though it was outrageous, Clementine still accepted the fact that the bone dragon was suspected to have been killed by a sword that she could not even see clearly, and that she was definitely unable to escape.

"...How is that possible?! My bone dragon is resistant to slashing damage and immune to all magic..."

Logically speaking, the racial characteristics of bone dragons are resistance to damage from sharp weapons and immunity to magic below level six. In this northwest corner, the strongest magician can only use level six magic. The cause of death of the bone dragon in front of him was obviously being chopped in half by someone. Khajiit's shock is completely understandable.

"I'm not interested in listening to your loser's speech, so can you hurry up a bit? Ah, Noren, are you awake?"

Just as the Lord of the Gods was giving Kajit an ultimatum, Lingyou immediately woke up Norn, who was sleeping.

"Where is this?"

Norn, who had just woken up, didn't understand what had happened. He sat on Lingyou and rubbed his eyes.

"We have received a commission to clean up the monsters in the cemetery. We will be able to level up after completing this task."

"Oh! I want to defeat monsters too!"

Upon hearing that his team had received the mission, Norn also pulled himself together. A staff appeared in his little hand. The head of the staff was a white alien incarnation of the same shape as his colleague 7d6, which the host had rarely used.

Khajiit on this side also cooperated by summoning a large number of undead to cover his escape.

Since all the negative energy in the cemetery was sucked away by the Ghost Horse, what Khajiit is using now is the energy stored in the Orb of Death. Facing life and death, the Orb of Death is not stingy and desperately squeezes out the energy.

Looking at these apologetic-looking undead roaring and charging towards him, Noren put on a stern face and tried hard to swing the staff in his hand.

"ha!"

The explosion engulfed the undead.

"Noren is great! Keep it up!"

The Lord of the Gods cheered loudly for Norn, and the collision of his gauntlets made a dull sound.

After receiving the praise from the Lord of the Gods, Norn's face flushed with excitement, but he immediately remembered that he was still fighting, so he tried to keep a straight face and swung his staff harder, and the power of the flame became stronger and stronger.

What a lucky little devil...'

Clementine just looked at Norn's "magic". This was not the magic of this little girl, but the work of the man behind her. Every time an explosion appeared, the ruby ​​on this guy's armor would flicker slightly.

Norn has not evolved to the level of a host yet, and her temporary body does not have any energy at all. She only gave the little girl the staff to comfort her. Little Norn naively thought that she could transform into a magical girl by picking up the staff.

Not even a drop of the Orb of Death could be squeezed out, and the cemetery was already surrounded by flames. Khajiit's instinct told him that he would die if he dared to touch even a little bit of it.

The desperate Khajiit finally took out the [Crown of Wisdom] given to him by Clementine, but did not use it himself because the side effects were too great. Instead, he chose to turn it into nutrients for the Orb of Death, and poured all the energy in the [Crown of Wisdom] into the Orb of Death, wanting to fight to the death.

"Power... is pouring in... so much magic..."

A crisp sound was heard, and cracks appeared on the surface of the Orb of Death. The hoarse sound revealed the final madness of the Orb of Death. The gray mist spread out like a volcanic eruption, engulfing the flames and the entire cemetery.

"Ka...ka...ka..."

A noisy sound rang out, the bodies buried in the cemetery broke through the soil, and the rotten vocal cords screamed

Now the guards could no longer pretend not to see anything and quickly grabbed their weapons to resist the attack of the undead.

"Well..."

Noren was still trying to swing his staff, and his arms were starting to ache.

"Okay, Noren has worked hard, leave it to me."

The Lord of the Gods touched Norn's head, the end of the cloak behind him began to burn, and lava-like patterns flowed on his armor.

"Phew... I'll leave it to you then, Uncle Zhu...Benuo."

Norn nodded obediently, saying that he still needed to upgrade, so he would leave these hateful monsters to the adults.

"Roar!"

The hurricane blew away the mist in front of him. Khajiit was now standing on another new bone dragon. This bone dragon was larger than the previous one, flapping its skeleton wings. There were some high-level undead around it that were no less powerful than the bone dragons. His right hand had been connected to the Orb of Death, and his originally living body had been completely transformed into an undead.

Khajiit sacrificed himself, the orb, and the Crown of Wisdom to start the resurrection of the undead, which was supposed to start some time later.

Faced with these abominable monsters, the Lord of the Gods ordered Lingyouma to take good care of Nolen. He no longer suppressed his breath, slowly rose into the air and looked at Khajiit.

A violent aura rushed straight into the sky, a pillar of flame rose from the ground connected to a burning cloak, and a dazzling golden sword dropped from the sky and floated in front of the Lord Beast of the Gods.

He was already one of the strongest men in the Digital World, and now he had acquired the power of the Flower Crown King. The Lord of the Gods was able to bring a group of mindless undead to their knees with just his aura.

The flames spread out, igniting the gray fog, and the soldiers looked at the knight rising from the flames in shock.

"Nabe!"

"Yes!"

While thinking about his past companions in the inn, Flying Squirrel also sensed the breath of the Lord of the Gods. It gave him the same feeling as those world-class bosses he had faced in the past. However, the oppression rendered by CG and atmosphere in the dungeon could not compare to the actual experience he had now.

Momonga immediately cancelled the "Perfect Warrior" and turned back into a mage, fully armed. Nabe also took out the teleportation scroll and was ready to retreat at any time.

"Is there such a strong person in this kind of town? This world really should not be underestimated."

Looking at the fiery clouds outside the city, Momonga carefully released a series of magic and scrolls to conceal his breath, and then released detection magic, muttering to himself, which was heard by Nabe beside him.

"As expected of Master Momonga who is able to rule over all the supreme beings, your wisdom is far beyond my reach."

Nabe couldn't help but admire Momonga's careful behavior in the early stages, and marveled at his foresight. In her heart, she admired the wisdom of the Supreme Being, and her attention was more focused, ready to sacrifice herself at any time to cover Momonga's retreat.

According to Feishu's explanation, the first reaction when encountering such a situation is to retreat after gathering intelligence on the other party, and not to take the initiative to attack.

The situation outside the city has appeared in the reconnaissance magic. A gorgeous knight holding a huge golden sword is seen in the red flames.

"I can tell at first glance that he's not easy to mess with..."

Unlike the local natives who focus on practicality, from the perspective of online games, the Lord of the Gods' equipment is obviously super powerful equipment.

"Thron Messer"

The sword light cut through the flames, and Momonga retreated repeatedly. Even with the help of detection magic, the sharp sword energy still made him feel like his head was about to be cut open.

Red light flickered in the skeleton's eye sockets, and due to the racial characteristics of the undead, Momonga suppressed his fear.

“Lord Ainz!”

"I am fine."

Momonga waved his hand, signaling Nabe not to worry.

"The enemy is not coming for us. There should be intelligence tomorrow. Just in case, go back and wait. Let Albedo come over."

The moment the sea of ​​fire was cut open, he noticed the scene on the ground. Not only the undead on the ground, but also the little girl on horseback reminded him of the knight he saw during the day.

“It was a near miss…”

Flying Squirrel was thankful that he did not have a conflict with the other party at that time. Now thinking back, he should have noticed the other party's peculiarity at that time. It was a mistake for him to wear such gorgeous and ostentatious armor when he was obviously an adventurer. However, it was also a chance encounter, which could provide some convenience in investigating intelligence.

Nabe was annoyed that she was too weak to help the Supreme Being, so she could only bid farewell to Lord Ainz.

“Lord Ainz!”

As soon as Nabe entered the portal, Albedo rushed in, wearing armor and holding a huge axe, blocking in front of Momonga. Hearing that a strong man suddenly appeared, all the guardians were very worried.

"It doesn't matter. The other party's target is not us."

Momonga used his race's inherently calm voice to soothe the flustered Albedo.

"Albedo, can you estimate the opponent's strength by feeling?"

It was still a little unreliable to rely on one's own imagination, so Momonga asked Albedo, wanting Albedo to evaluate the other party's strength through the aura in various fantasy stories.

Although the aura of the Lord of the Gods had gradually subsided, Albedo still closed her eyes and tried to sense the remaining aura.

"...At least level 100, stronger than Shalltear."

Although she was no match for Shalltear, Albedo had to admit that Shalltear would be stronger in overall strength if they really fought. From the gradually calming breath, Albedo could sense the sharpness and heat.

"As expected."

Momonga sighed. Shalltear's strength was already the best among the level 100 NPCs. The entire guild had put in its strength to create these guardians. Many level 100 players were no match for them. And he had met someone stronger than Shalltear in such a short time in this world.

This made Feishu praise himself for his previous cautiousness and he decided to continue with it.

The Lord Beast of the Gods, who killed all the undead in seconds, slowly landed here. Of course, he noticed Flying Squirrel's peeping, but so what? He is just an ordinary Lord Beast of the Gods now, and unless Flying Squirrel has any ideas, he will not take the initiative to attack Flying Squirrel.

Under the shocked gaze of the soldiers, a gorgeous knight riding a pitch-black horse emerged from the sea of ​​fire holding a little girl in his arms. The red flames automatically parted in front of the horse's hooves, creating a passage.

"Excuse me, is the Adventurer's Guild still open? I want to complete a quest."

"Ah... open, I'll take you there!"

The captain of the soldiers was the first to react and wanted to lead the horse for the Lord of the Gods. However, Lingyouma's very human and contemptuous look made the captain at a loss for a moment, for fear of offending the Lord of the Gods.

"No need. I'm sorry for scaring you. I have dealt with all the dangers inside."

When the Lord of the Gods passed by, they discovered that there was a woman following the horse, with her hands tied by the horse's tail.

This woman is covered with adventurer nameplates.

The appearance of the Lord of the Gods is even more shocking than the Flying Squirrel in the original work, and it is far superior in special effects and appearance.

As soon as the sun rose, the whole city knew that a large number of undead appeared in the cemetery outside the city last night, and were then dealt with by a powerful and handsome knight.

In the reception room on the upper floor of the Adventurer's Guild, Guild President Ainzach and the Lord Beast of the Gods sat opposite each other.

"this..."

The president got stuck as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Benno Nordman, my name."

"Knight Beno, on behalf of all the residents of E.Rantel, I would like to express my gratitude to you."