Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 542: Starting with a powerful move as a sign of respect

"I have to say, it's quite spectacular..."

Kazuma Sato glanced down and, even from high above, could clearly see the gradually taking shape of the Great Tomb of Nazarick below.

The building has a roughly arc-shaped outline and is surrounded by towering city walls. Inside, it is a large building covered by a dome, making it impossible to see the internal structure.

"This is much bigger than a mobile fortress, but only a little smaller than a regular castle."

"No, this is actually just the top level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick."

Luke slowly watched the great tomb, which was turning from illusion to reality, and said in a calm tone: "In fact, the main body of the great tomb has ten layers. If you include the overall area, it is about the same size as the royal city of Lugnica."

"sharp……"

Huihui's eyes lit up, and she had already taken out her staff, eager to try it out. "This is much stronger than the castle we blew up before. My explosion magic is almost out of control!"

"I'm more concerned about the strength of these undead. Just how strong are they?"

Darkness asked softly that since being with Luke, her physique had improved dramatically. Apart from Luke, nothing could break her defenses, and after reaching the maximum level, she couldn't even get a scratch.

After a moment's thought, Lu Ke said, "If we take Kazuma as the unit of measurement, the strength of the bosses inside... starts at around 2.5 Kazuma, with no upper limit."

"Wait a minute! Why are you using me as a combat unit?!"

Kazuma Sato, his face flushed with embarrassment, shouted in considerable displeasure:
"Besides, I'm a level 100 adventurer, a first in history! I've been dealing with powerful monsters on missions lately with ease. Lu Ke, didn't you say that even the Demon King might not be as strong as us now?"

Luke shrugged innocently, “The rules are different in different worlds. You were chosen as the unit of measurement simply because you have learned many skills and your way of doing things is similar to that of the other world.”

"As for combat strength, there are too many things to consider. Compatibility and other factors go without saying, and the focus of the power system is also different, but overall the other side is indeed stronger."

Even at the same maximum level, there are differences between different worlds.

Looking at the stats alone, the max-level adventurers in the Konosuba world aren't much less numerous than the max-level players in YGGDRASIL; the ratio is about 1:1.2.

However, YGGDRASIL, which is closer to an online game, has an overwhelming number of skills and classes, and it has an advantage in both flexibility and numerical values. The key point is that in the late game, most players' skills are still at the maximum level.

Needless to say, the equipment is everywhere. Artifact-level equipment is commonplace, and you can get it just by logging in and signing in. Moreover, Ainz Ooal Gown's guild is one of the top guilds on the entire server. It has eleven of the only two hundred world-class items on the entire server, including two of the most overpowered "twenty" items.

Compared to Megumin and Darkness, who felt they had finally found their match, Kazuma Sato was a little worried about the difference in combat power between the two sides after realizing that Luke was not joking, and couldn't help but mutter a few words.

"That sounds a bit scary, are we really going to have to fight?"

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow. "We don't have to play. It's just a team-building activity that's not really necessary. Or should I take you home now?"

"No, you definitely won't take me to see Miss Gaglan now, right? I won't be fooled by you."

Kazuma Sato hummed softly as he declined Luke's final offer.

"Don't worry, Lord Kazuma. If it's only this bad, I should be able to handle it."

The red-haired swordsman smiled reassuringly, explaining that in his battle with Luke, he had repeatedly pushed his limits, dying and rising again and again. He had broken free of his shackles and become stronger once more.

Although I haven't tested it, it feels like splitting the moon in two with a single blow wouldn't be a difficult task. The power-ups of overpowered characters are always so simple and unpretentious.

Sato Kazuma:......

His combat power increased by 2.5 times, and he was still described as "just this much"? Have you considered how he feels?!

Natsuki Subaru also came over, putting his arm around Kazuma like two buddies, "Don't worry, Kazuma-nii, I'll take down the enemy for your sake too."

"Hearing that it's only 2.5 times the real thing, Ram and Rem are much more relieved~"

"I don't think it's difficult either, it's just that 2.5 is true."

"2.5 is the real enemy. I feel like this job is going to be easy. Let me send them to meet the angels~"

Sato Kazuma:......

I'm going to work early!

…………

Incredible, incomprehensible, indescribable.

Momonga sat in the center of the throne room at the very heart of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, on the "Throne of Kings," a symbol of power and strength and one of the world's most powerful artifacts, his heart filled with anger, doubt, and fear.

0∶00∶38、39、40……

The clock display kept increasing, and each tick of the number caused a change in the flying squirrel's emotions.

The game, which should have been shut down, is still running. Not only that, but the forced online play, forced shutdown, chat, and GM call functions are all unusable.

The plot, which could only appear in some anime, is now playing out in real life.

"What's wrong, Lord Momonga?"

What completely threw Momonga's reason into chaos was a pleasant female voice.

Albedo, the Grand Steward of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, who oversees all level 100 Guardians and whose status is second only to the forty-one Supreme Beings, looked worried, leaned closer to him, and asked with a hint of anxiety.

The NPC... has come back to life!?

Just as Ainz's emotions were about to collapse, an invisible force suddenly forced him to stabilize, allowing him to regain his composure from the chaos.

What is going on?

The flying squirrel calmed down and reviewed everything that had happened that day.

The game was about to shut down, and on the last day, he logged in and sent invitations to the other forty guild members. Although only three of them logged in and then logged off quickly, he was still happy.

After listening to the last member, the ancient black slime "HeloHelo," complain about work, life's pressures, and his irregular sleep schedule, he didn't voice his hope to wait together. In the final moments of the game, he arrived at the Throne Hall, the deepest part of the palace guarded by Albedo, accompanied by his battle maid and butler Sebastian... Everything seemed normal.

"Lord Momonga, Lord Momonga... what's wrong?"

Albedo continued to ask, her anxiety growing more pronounced, as she received no response.

The flying squirrel raised its head slightly and its heart fluttered when it saw the watery eyes so close to it.

In his past life, he had never been cared for by a woman with such an expression, especially since the object of his affection was a high-ranking succubus with an exquisite face and figure, and an innate alluring aura.

However, the emotions welling up inside him seemed to have been suppressed, and he returned to calm, allowing him to calmly inquire about the NPC's current situation.

"The function to call GM seems to be out of service."

"I am very sorry, please forgive me for not being able to answer the question about calling GM that you asked earlier, Lord Ainz. I would be extremely happy if I could be given a chance to make up for this mistake. Please be sure to issue the order again!"

Albedo asked Ainz Ooal Gown for the order again with utmost respect and a slightly ashamed tone.

This statement brought Ainz Ooal Gown two pieces of bad news: the NPCs were completely unaware of the current situation, and... the NPCs had actually come back to life.

Its expressions, movements, and tone of voice are exactly like a real person; you can even see the vibration in its throat when it speaks and smell its fragrance. YGGDRASIL is ultimately just a game, and it's impossible for it to be this detailed.

There is no doubt that there is a big problem.

Ainz waved to Albedo, signaling her to step back, ignoring the fleeting look of regret on the succubus's face, and shifted his gaze from her to the butler Sebastian and the six maids who were still bowing their heads.

After a brief attempt, he became certain that all the NPCs in the Throne Hall were behaving strangely, just like truly intelligent beings.

Even his own situation was strange.

In the game, the flying squirrel is an undead race. After reaching the maximum level, it will naturally become the highest-ranking undead king, but in appearance, it is just a skeleton.

It has no lungs, but can make sounds; it has no nose, but can smell; it has no flesh and blood, but can sense temperature.

Although his current body would definitely terrify and frighten an ordinary person, he adapted very well, without any intense emotional changes, and he hardly felt tired or fatigued.

Hmm... We'll examine the physical condition later; right now, the most important thing is to understand the current situation.

"Sebastian."

Momonga summoned the butler, one of only two people in the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick with a positive justice value.

"Leave the Great Tomb and explore the surrounding geography. If you encounter any intelligent creatures, negotiate with them amicably, invite them over, and agree to their requests as much as possible during the negotiation. Limit your movement to a radius of one kilometer and try to avoid combat."

Unsure whether the NPCs were truly loyal to him, many questions arose in his mind, along with a growing unease. However, Ainz suppressed all these emotions and adopted a superior posture to issue orders.

"Yes, sir. Begin the operation immediately."

The NPCs created to protect the base can now leave the base, something that would never have happened in YGGDRASIL. However, today's shock has been enough.

After Sebastian and the battle maid left, Ainz Ooal Gown turned to Albedo beside him. Looking at the succubus's moist eyes and her slightly flushed cheeks, probably from her rising body temperature, he wanted to conduct one last experiment.

This refers to content that would be absolutely prohibited in normal games on the market, specifically content related to 18+ (adult content).

“Yalbede…”

Just as he was about to ask Albedo if he could do these things, a thought suddenly popped into his mind, leaving a strong impression that wouldn't go away.

[This is an NPC created by my guildmate, Cui Bilu; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's my friend's daughter.]

Momonga swallowed the words that were about to come out and skipped that step. "Go and call all the guardians of the floors to the sixth floor. I have something to tell them."

"Understood, Lord Momonga."

When the conversation turned to business, Albedo bowed respectfully and quickly stepped back to leave.

The flying squirrel raised its hand, looked at the guild ring equipped on its bone finger, and tried to activate a skill.

The scenery suddenly changed, and the surroundings became a dark passageway. At the end of the road, a huge, fallen fence could be seen, with artificial lighting, resembling white light, installed inside.

The sixth level of the Great Tomb has a simulated false sky, and the largest building below it is a circular arena, an elliptical space with a major axis of 188 meters, a minor axis of 156 meters, and a height of 48 meters.

"Hey!"

The creature that descended from the sky was a girl who looked to be about ten years old. She was dressed in a men's suit and had the cute appearance of both a boy and a girl. She had slightly dark skin, pointed ears, and the characteristics of a dark elf.

Then the girl pulled out a boy who was also around ten years old and even cuter than his sister. He was wearing a short skirt that was too short to cover his knees and had a shy and bashful demeanor.

"Aura, the guardian of the sixth level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick..."

"Mare, the guardian of the sixth level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick..."

"Greetings, Lord Momonga."

"Get up."

While feeling helpless about his companion's quirky design of "Bubble Teapot," Ainz Ooal Gown treated the two guardians with gentleness, making them both become more affectionate and clingy.

About an hour later, the other guardians arrived one after another.

"Oh my, am I the first one here, Arlins?"

Wearing a black evening gown with a short cardigan adorned with lace and ribbons draped over her upper body, and long lace gloves, the fair-skinned young woman made a striking entrance.

Shalltear, the guardian of the first to third levels of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, is the progenitor of the undead vampire race and also the strongest of all the guardians.

Upon seeing the flying squirrel, the vampire progenitor immediately tried to throw himself into her arms, but was stopped by the older sister of the dark elves. The two started arguing as soon as they met, engaging in a long and endless debate about "height" and "breasts".

"You two are too noisy!"

What interrupted their argument was a creature over two and a half meters tall, its entire body seemingly sculpted from crystal, a blend of concepts such as insects, demons, and warriors.

The guardian of the fifth level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, "King of the Ice Age" Cocytus, is also the only guardian besides Sebastian with a positive justice value.

"Am I the last one to arrive? I'm so sorry to have kept everyone waiting."

Accompanying Albedo was a gentleman who was about 180 centimeters tall, with dark skin, slicked-back hair, and wearing an English-style suit and tie. Even so, his evil aura was hard to hide.

Demiurge, the creator of the fiery inferno, is the guardian of the seventh level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. In terms of character design, this demon is an NPC commander during defense operations.

"With this, everyone is here except for the guardians on the fourth and eighth floors who can't leave."

As Ainz Ooal Gown pondered, preparing to put on airs and display the majesty of the supreme ruler, to conduct a test and judgment of obedience, the Guardians' meeting was interrupted before he could speak.

"I'm so sorry to bother you..."

The butler Sebastian rushed into the arena at lightning speed, his face extremely grim—no, not just grim, but even panicked.

"Lord Ainz, I was ordered to investigate the outside world and discovered that the environment around the Great Tomb of Nazarick has changed drastically, and an extremely large black shadow, capable of swallowing the entire tomb, is rapidly approaching!"

Momonga was startled and looked at Sebastian in astonishment: "What did you just say!?"

Sebastian quickly repeated, "Please make a decision soon. You only have two or three minutes left, and that shadow will spread to the Great Tomb..."

boom!
A loud bang suddenly erupted in the sky, and a hole about three meters in diameter appeared at the top of the building, shattering the false sky and allowing a ray of real moonlight to shine into the sixth level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

"That's it."

Along with the loud bang came a clear, cheerful voice that sounded reassuring.

Dressed in pure white knight's attire, the swordsman with red hair smiled at the gathered guardians, his "Dragon Sword" already drawn, radiating dazzling light.

"The family of sword saints, Reinhard van Astraea!"

Along with the resounding name appeared a strike that completely drained the surrounding magic, causing the heavens and earth to change color, powerful enough to split the moon in two.

boom! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)