"Who exactly are you?"
His underwear had been pulled down, and even with the blessing of the Calm Mind spell, Ainz Ooal Gown was somewhat flustered for a moment.
"Me? Of course, I'm an adventurer who slays evil~ Go, Doom Lord, kill them all."
"Yes!"
A powerful aura swept through the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick, which was already in ruins.
Complex and intricate incantations rang out, and various attacks appeared.
However, a scene that Ainz and the Guardians found unbelievable occurred: their flashy attacks landed on the Bishop, Doom Lord, like stones sinking into the sea, unable to stir even a ripple.
According to the settings of the Overlord's world, this meant that the level difference was too great, resulting in immunity.
Occasionally, some instant-death attacks that landed on the Doom Lord would decay into massive damage, but unfortunately, thousands of points of damage were like a mere tickle to the Doom Lord.
Rumble…
Pure white Judgment Lightning pierced through the remaining walls of the Great Tomb of Nazarick and the magic shields raised by the Guardians, striking them.
Judgment Lightning: Ignores any block obstruction, dealing 999 true damage.
Yang Tao watched Demiurge, whose body was becoming ethereal and rapidly moving towards him.
"There's even a little darling who knows to catch the leader first…"
However, the next moment, the Doom Lord's fist descended from above, embedding the completely transformed Demiurge into the ground like a nail driven into a wooden board.
Bang, bang, bang.
Punch after punch.
Just as Ainz felt insulted, his Guardians would feel the sentiment of 'the lord is shamed, the vassal dies,' and the devout members of the Doom Legion would similarly go berserk when Yang Tao was provoked.
Suffering such an attack, Demiurge's death immunity item was triggered, but the next moment he experienced the arrival of death again.
The strongest Demiurge—dead.
The enraged Doom Lord emitted a green aura, and each punch carried a special energy attack.
Mare Bello Fiore—dead.
Shalltear Bloodfallen—dead.
Aura Bella Fiora—dead.
Pandora's Actor—dead.
The Doom Lord reached out and grabbed Albedo, who was flying up, and instantly… uh, he squeezed his palm tightly.
Albedo was wearing the divine-class armor Hermes Trismegistus, a heavy full-body armor composed of three layers of superimposed armor.
Even her helmet was a full-face helmet.
"Die! Die!"
Albedo swung her giant axe, which emitted a sickly green glow, fiercely at the Doom Lord's wrist.
It had no effect.
Bang, bang, bang…
Several distinct cracking sounds rang out.
Albedo possessed a special skill that allowed her to completely transfer any damage she received to her armor. If she took an attack that exceeded the armor's durability, the armor would be damaged.
When damaged, it would progressively be destroyed in the order of additional armor, full-body armor, and assimilated armor.
Theoretically, Albedo could withstand three attacks of infinitely high power without taking any damage to her body.
However, being held in the Doom Lord's hand, let alone three times, even thirty times would be futile, especially with the Ender Disruptor preventing any spatial movement.
Pfft…
The beautiful and perverse Albedo was directly crushed.
Blood splattered, and only her head, with its sickly, pained expression, rolled to Ainz's side.
"Albedo!!!"
The sorrowful emotion temporarily broke through the limitations of the Calm Mind spell.
Ainz raised the ainz ooal gown staff in his hand; this super-class item was formed by seven intertwining snakes.
From the mouths of the struggling snakes, each held a divine-class gem of a different color.
As the magic staff glowed, a figure appeared in the Nine-Tier Round Table Conference Room.
The Emerald Shadow…
Although humanoid, it had a head resembling a distorted octopus, with more than half of its right side covered in crooked script tattoos.
Its skin color was like a corpse, pale mixed with some purple, as if covered by a layer of mucus emitting an eerie glow, and four slender fingers had webs for paddling.
The next moment, the Doom Lord's attack had already arrived. A violent energy surge from a punch descended, and the strongest Guardian, the Emerald Shadow, was crushed into basic energy and dispersed within the ninth floor before it could even react.
For a time, apart from Ainz and one 'angel,' the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick was practically wiped out.
The so-called 'angel' was Victim, whose appearance was that of a 1-meter-long embryo. It had a long tail, and its skin was a particularly bright pink.
It had an angelic halo on its head and withered wings without feathers on its back, primarily moving by flight.
At a glance, it resembled a winged cashew nut, except this cashew was made of flesh with blood vessels.
The Guardian of the Eighth Floor of the Nazarick Underground Great Tomb, the Guardian with the weakest direct combat ability but the strongest special skills, activating a powerful binding skill upon death.
However, under Yang Tao's instruction, the Doom Lord did not attack Ainz and this angel.
"Come, Momonga, drink a bucket of milk to replenish your calcium…"
Without knowing when, Yang Tao had appeared behind Ainz, holding a bucket of milk and aiming it at him.
The moment Ainz turned around.
He saw an unbelievable scene: all the dense statuses in his status bar had disappeared.
Even constant magic had vanished.
In an instant, his emotions were finally released, and he looked at Yang Tao, saying, "You're also a player, right? Why are you doing this…?"
The soul of a corporate slave gained the upper hand, and his thinking naturally leaned towards emotionality. If the Calm Mind spell were still active, Ainz would not have asked such a foolish question.
"Shh, I'm the hero, and you're the demon king. Isn't it only natural for me to fight you?"
"Hero? Demon King?"
The red in Ainz Ooal Gown's eye sockets seemed to burn like flames at this moment. He stared at Yang Tao and said, "I transmigrated to this world, and we did nothing but protect ourselves…"
Yang Tao walked to Ainz's throne and sat down.
'This chair is nice, I'll take it later…'
"Then… I am human, and you are a different race. It shouldn't be a problem for me to subjugate you, right?"
"I am also human; this body is just a character I created. I will definitely be able to regain my body."
Looking at Ainz, Yang Tao shook his head slightly, crossed his legs, and smiled, "Momonga, you can't go back. Games are games, and reality is reality."
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to control your own emotions right now. You would gradually be controlled by this body, eventually becoming an emotionally indifferent King of Immortality."
"Ainz, do you know what a bipedal sheep is?"
Ainz was very strange why Yang Tao would suddenly ask this question, and he casually replied:
"Isn't it just a type of Abellion sheep? Its hide can be made into parchment, which is much more useful than the parchment on the market that can only withstand first-tier magic."
"Heh heh."
Yang Tao chuckled twice.
"Momonga, I will let you know what a bipedal sheep is."