Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 543: No matter how hard you try, you can't win
The dazzling sword light illuminated the sixth level of the Great Tomb. The surging magic did not spread but was concentrated in the blade of the "Dragon Sword," which was then unleashed with overwhelming power that tore through space.

The arena was powerless against the sudden burst of violent air currents and was destroyed in an instant. Countless monsters on the same floor were turned to ashes without even having a chance to react.

And this was merely a minor aftershock.

The primary objective is not a single floor, but the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick, a place of unparalleled luxury and magnificence, piled high with countless artifacts, filled with various precious treasures, and guarded by numerous powerful monsters.

Boom! ! !
Amidst the tooth-grinding explosions, this chalk castle, which possesses an absolute crushing power in the current world and exudes a solemn atmosphere, suffered its greatest impact ever.

With Reinhardt as the dividing line, the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick was almost completely divided in two.

The underground tombs, flowing lakes, snow-covered ice fields, lush jungles, hellish landscapes of sulfur and lava, and desolate plains—all levels have suffered varying degrees of collapse and destruction.

If it weren't for the defensive measures on each floor, the divine-level protective artifacts, and the world-class artifact located in the center of the throne room, the damage would probably have been even greater.

The red-haired knight, who had achieved such a result, instead showed surprise and expressed admiration for the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

As expected of the organization His Majesty described as one that "even a goddess would stumble if she went alone," my slash couldn't even split this place in two?

Reinhard's praise was sincere.

He hadn't held back with that attack; the strike, powerful enough to cleave the moon, landed on the building in front of him, yet it was perfectly absorbed without even causing significant damage. It was incredibly tough.

The flying squirrel he faced was even more surprised than him. Even when he was attacked by multiple small and medium-sized guilds in fierce guild wars and spent a lot of resources, he had never been able to achieve this. Now, however, it was accomplished by a single blow from a strange enemy.

Where did this monster come from?!
The flying squirrel's heart was churning. If it weren't for the skeleton's inability to make expressions and the mysterious power that suppressed his emotions, he probably would have made a fool of himself.

As he was reeling from the sudden chaos of the battle and apprehensive about the enemy's strength, the guardians who witnessed everything were already enraged.

"How dare they...how dare they desecrate our most sacred tomb..."

"I will never let you off the hook. I'm going to tear your skin off and use it as parchment, then rip out your internal organs and throw them at 'Terror Lord'!"

"Your crimes are heinous, but draining every drop of your blood is a form of tenderness, Arlins..."

"Enemies, knights, need to be defeated! Let's have a battle!"

Surrounded by a multitude of venomous gazes, Reinhard remained unfazed and calmly spoke.

"I have nothing to say about the power of the evil faction, but out of basic courtesy, I will have His Majesty's strategist communicate with you."

"Negotiation? You dare to negotiate after committing such a heinous crime?"

Albedo's face twisted in anger, her once beautiful features becoming distorted and abstract, clearly indicating that she was extremely angry.

"Wait a minute, Albedo!"

Momonga, who was completely unaware of the current situation, felt a surge of curiosity and raised his hand to stop Albedo and the other guardians from erupting. He spoke in a deep voice:
"The invasion of the Great Tomb has already shown that we are the enemy, but you are right, out of basic curiosity, let me hear how your people argue."

A magical screen appeared in mid-air, displaying Echidna, the "Witch of Greed," whose entire body was composed of black and white except for a blue butterfly hair ornament.

"Nice to meet you all from the Great Tomb of Nazarick. My name is Echidna, and I am just a minor figure in the 'El' organization."

Echidona's voice was exceptionally gentle, making everyone who heard it unconsciously feel a sense of goodwill.

"There's no need for you to remember my name, as it's meaningless. After all, I'm here to announce the will of my Lord..."

Echidona suddenly became cold and ruthless, coldly recounting the information about the Great Tomb of Nazarick:
"Ainz Ooal Gown Guild, once ranked among the top eleven in YGGDRASIL, later falling to the top fifty. The game only recruits adults with independent sources of income who are not subject to restrictions or control. All members must be of non-human races, and the NPCs created in the Great Tomb of Nazarick are naturally all extremely evil races and factions with a justice value of -300 or even lower..."

A huge wave of shock surged through Ainz Ooal Gown's heart. He couldn't believe that the other side actually knew about his guild's information, and in such detail. What was worse, judging from their tone, the organization that called itself "El" clearly harbored a natural aversion to his guild.

"A terrorist organization that embodies evil to the very end, with almost every member treating human life as worthless. Although they are weak and vulnerable, they pose a potential threat to society, therefore..."

"Hereby, 'El' declares that all members of the Great Tomb of Nazarick will be killed indiscriminately, without regard to right or wrong, without asking why, simply because he feels it is the right thing to do, so he will do it without feeling any remorse, because taking lives is such a simple and pleasant thing... This should sound like something that aligns with your faction's thinking."

what! ?

Momonga's heart skipped a beat. He was about to say something to salvage his reputation and regain the upper hand when he heard Echidna speak in a chilling tone, as if she had anticipated his words:

"That's all. There will be no further negotiations or room for maneuver. If you want things to be easier, just wait for us to come and deal with you!"

Without giving any room for dialogue, the moment the magical screen disappeared, Reinhard had already drawn his sword again, clearly intending to continue destroying the Great Tomb of Nazarick in one fell swoop.

This action was like lighting the fuse of an explosive, directly triggering all sorts of attacks—magic, skills, special attacks—the screen was filled with special effects that flooded the airspace.

However, the initial attack was deflected by an invisible force, and the Sword Saint was unaffected, successfully completing his second charged slash, with the vast sword light shining once again.

Boom! ! ! ! !
Another divine attack descended, its vast light even more intense than before, but... its effect was far less immediate than the first time.

The moment the sword light erupted, a figure stepped in front of him.

Although it was repelled and not completely blocked, it solidly caught Reinhard's attack, causing the subsequent attacks to dissipate.

The giant axe, emitting a green glow, swept away the billowing smoke and dust, revealing a warrior wearing jet-black armor covered in spikes and metal gloves with claws, holding a plain black kite shield in one hand.

Albedo.

This seemingly decorative character is actually the most defensively powerful person in the entire Great Tomb. Her defense, when fully armed, is so strong that it would be difficult for even three opponents of the same level to break through it. More importantly... she possesses a "world-class" piece of equipment—the Hell Abyss!
"You damned inferior creature!"

Even from the sound alone, one could sense the decay beneath the black armor; Albedo roared with murderous intent:

"How dare you commit such a despicable act against our homeland! You are utterly ignorant and arrogant! I will never let you off easily. I will make you suffer the greatest pain in the world until you go mad!"

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Floating Island, Temple of Time.

After everyone was settled in their designated locations, only Luke and Echidna, the commander-in-chief, remained in the temple. After ending the communication, Echidna looked at her master, who was lying lazily, with a hint of curiosity.

"Although you asked me to say this, it doesn't seem like you really intend to completely destroy this large cemetery?"

Lu Ke rolled his eyes and said calmly, "I am a behaviorist. Doing evil makes one an evil person, and doing good makes one a good person. I will not blame things that have not happened, but I will take precautions if I know what might happen."

The newly arrived flying squirrel hasn't been completely corrupted by the undead's body yet; it still retains some humanity. It's not yet the kind of creature that can casually kill hundreds of thousands of people, use magic, and feel pleased with the advancements in magic. In short, let's give it a good beating to temper its arrogance. As for its underlings, the born guardians, kill them all first before considering anything else.

The script for "Undead Overlord" seems exciting at first glance, but it's actually a bit too much of a disgrace to time travelers.

Even a protagonist like Kazuma can stay true to himself and defeat unimaginably strong enemies with the strength of the weak. But when it comes to Suzuki Satoru, he spends half a day in the newbie village with a max-level account and still can't figure it out.

As the ruler, he was usurped by the beasts under his command, and his actions and thoughts were influenced by his subordinates. Because he was treated with utmost respect as the supreme ruler, he actually began to regard himself as the supreme ruler...

Luke shook his head in disgust, a pleased smile appearing on his lips: "It's time to wake up from your dream of beating up kids, Momonga."

This time, let you be the kid!

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ground.

The dark shadows surged in like a tide, surrounding the Great Tomb of Nazarick and engulfing everything in their path.

This is the ultimate form of Yin magic, the dark side of the world, a power that, if left unchecked, could truly devour the entire world—the "Envy Witch" Satella.

Since the chaotic Nine-Person Group incident, Satella, who underwent baptism, has stabilized the "witch factor" within her body, regained her sanity, and is now among the witches.

It has only seen the light of day again today, unleashing its full power.

When the dark shadow touched the Great Tomb of Nazarick, it engulfed part of the ground. Thousands of arms sprouted from the all-pervasive shadow, and the zombies, vampire brides, and other low-level undead or demons guarding the outermost and uppermost levels were dissolved without any power to resist.

Suddenly, the spread of the shadows seemed to hit a wall, temporarily halting its invasion.

"A barrier...?"

Satella, emerging from the shadows, murmured something and placed her hand on the barrier. The complex barriers vanished like snow melting in spring, dissolving in the blink of an eye.

For Echidna, who has retrieved the "Greed Factor" and possesses the [Book of Wisdom], breaking the barrier is so easy that she can effortlessly undo it while being sent to the heavens by her hateful master.

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Although he expressed deep hatred for the enemy and wished he could skin him alive, the Sword Saint's attack had already made everyone present understand how terrifying the enemy was.

Not only Albedo, but all the Guardians except Sebas, who left to deal with the shadows, donned their full sets of divine equipment, displaying their strongest form.

Shalltear was also dressed in crimson armor and held a strangely shaped spear that looked like a syringe, like a Valkyrie bathed in blood on the battlefield. Cocytus took out eight divine weapons from his personal space and held them in his hands, making his offensive power even surpass that of Shalltear.

Having secured the terrain, Xiaula summoned her army of magical beasts, each one level 80 or higher, with some even exceeding 90. Mare also waved his staff, casting various buff spells. Demiurge revealed his true demonic form, his hands imbued with soul flames capable of inflicting true damage...

"One against many, it's not very orthodox, but you don't seem like reasonable people, so let's do it this way."

Surrounded by formidable enemies, Reinhard remained composed, displaying equally terrifying strength in individualized battles.

The mere movement caused the floor to crack; the pure white figure was elusive even to the top-tier guardians; the "Dragon Sword," capable of severing even "power," could withstand any attack.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
The lightning-fast attacks tore through the air, sparking hundreds of sparks. Shalltear and Cocytus, as the main attackers, joined forces to unleash a storm of attacks. The latter's attack frequency was incredibly fast, and the eight divine weapons wielded formidable power as they confronted Reinhard head-on.

Albedo acted as the front-line firepower provider, constantly using "Taunt" and "Guard," and occasionally launching attacks with her weapon. Shaula commanded her monsters in an attempt to wage a war of attrition, but found that only a very small number of her monsters could participate, and they were mainly used to absorb damage and be used as supplies by Shalltear.

While the guardians are powerful, their combat skills are severely lacking; they simply rely on their stats and mechanics to crush the weak.

Despite having multiple combatants, they were unable to focus on one thing while neglecting another, resulting in mutual restraint and preventing them from fully unleashing their power.

"What's wrong with this guy?! He's as slippery as an eel!"

The Blood Valkyrie was furious. Her "dropper spear" was as fast as lightning, but she couldn't hit the enemy. So she simply began to chant.

"Magic Enhancement - Near Death!"

The pitch-black death magic rushed towards Reinhard, but the attack, which came with a "sure hit" effect, only made the red-haired swordsman glance at it slightly, and he swung his sword to cut the attack off.

Ordinary attacks cannot hit directly, and attacks that are guaranteed to hit are only at the level of "being able to hit".

Combined with Reinhard's strength, which far surpassed that of a single guardian, the Sword Saint alone was able to restrain multiple guardians.

The aftermath of the battle caused the already crumbling sixth floor to collapse even more severely, further deterring the guardians from using more powerful skills, and even leading to a situation where the entire team was suppressed by the Sword Saint.

But just as Reinhard struck again, sending Albedo flying and gaining a slight advantage, he did not press his advantage but instead adjusted his breathing.

"Time is up."

Reinhard felt the internal defenses destroyed by the aftershocks of the battle, and the outer defenses that had been removed, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"Actually, I'm not particularly good at causing destruction."

What is this guy saying? He clearly almost split the Great Tomb in two with a single blow.

The guardians stood ready, yet an uneasy warning arose in their hearts.

"No matter how powerful a sword is, it can only cut, right? It's easy to cut an enemy in half, but it's not appropriate to use a sword to deal with such a large building, is it?"

Reinhardt extended his index finger and pointed to the sky.

The guardians then noticed that the sky was covered in crimson, with endless flames mixed with unimaginable magical power, and even the trajectory of the magical power had materialized to the point that it was visible to the naked eye.

"She's been accumulating power since she arrived here. To prevent her power from being depleted, she even insisted that we help her with all the defenses. That lady is really obsessed with power. But since she's His Majesty's teammate, we have no choice but to oblige, right?"

Reinhard spoke softly, raising the Dragon Sword, but this time not to launch a slash, but to protect his body.

The next second, a weak yet satisfied and still somewhat childish female voice rang out, unleashing an unprecedented and most powerful explosive magic.

"Explosion!"

(End of this chapter)