Bone King: Starting from Becoming the Supreme

The Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

"Yashiro-san, welcome back!"

"Welcome to the triumphant return of Lord Eighth Generation!"

"Welcome to the triumphant return of Lord Eighth Generation!"

New tree saplings were planted on both sides of the luxurious tomb, and a long red carpet appeared on the road in the middle.

Just by looking at the color the carpet reflects in the sun, you can tell it must be expensive without even touching it.

On the edges of the red carpet on both sides stood respectfully high-level monsters such as skeleton soldiers wearing golden armor, hellhounds, snow girls, demons, etc.

It is no exaggeration to say that if any magical beast here is allowed to wreak havoc, it can turn the world upside down.

At this moment, these monsters that are extremely dangerous to the world are like children who are looking forward to their parents coming home. They look at the elegant man walking on the red stall with admiration on their faces.

At the end of the red carpet was a skeleton magician wearing a pitch-black cloak, with dark red light flashing in his pupils like lights.

Although he looks like a very scary guy.

But he actually has a pretty nice personality.

Of course, the good character mentioned here only applies to those friends he approves of.

For other irrelevant people, it may not be the case.

“Hey, Momonga-san… Oh, I almost forgot, should I call you Ainz-san now?”

"Welcome back, Yashiro-san. Well, although it is true that I have to change my name, I would be happy if you could continue to call me Momonga."

"Okay, I understand. Let's do it again... I'm back, Momonga-san."

……

The ninth floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick - the Presidential Suite.

"Hey, it turns out that Yashiro-san has encountered so many things."

"Yeah, even though I don't feel tired at all in this body, I still feel very tired mentally."

"Thank you for your hard work... I'm sorry, I can't seem to be of any help at all."

“Hmm? What are you talking about? Momonga-san has managed Ainz Ooal Gown so well, which is already quite remarkable! If it were me, I guess everything would have been a mess a long time ago.”

Upon hearing this, Momonga just gave a barely perceptible wry smile.

Because he knew very well that what Yashiro-san said just now was just a way to comfort him.

If the Yashiro was the Guild Master, Ainz Ooal Gown would only be better now.

Faced with this white lie, Feishu's inner helplessness and relief were entangled together.

Unfortunately, my wisdom is limited. I want to help the eighth generation share some of the pressure, but I am unable to do so.

Being able to achieve this point now is the result of his continuous hard work.

The comfort is that I have a gentle and wise confidant like Yashiro by my side.

Maybe this is a blessing in disguise?

Momonga thought so.

The luxurious presidential suite is filled with all kinds of precious ingredients that are not usually available.

The air is filled with the scent of various delicious ingredients mixed together, and just smelling them makes one salivate.

Yashiro has been feasting since the beginning.

The flying squirrel, which has only a skeleton but no complete body or digestive system, can only watch from the side.

In order to ease the awkwardness, Feishu took the initiative to find a topic again.

"By the way, it seems that there was a very special girl around Yashiro-san before..."

"Hmm? Ah, you are talking about the Dragon King's daughter, Drodilon, right?"

"Yes, that's her. Demiurge told me before that the magic cast by that girl made him feel threatened with death, but it was offset by a world-class item halfway through. It is currently speculated that it should be the original magic unique to this world, but the original magic can only be cast by the True Dragon King. Does Yashiro-san know the specific reason?"

"Yes, that girl is an exception. Because of her innate ability and one-eighth of the Dragon King's bloodline, she was able to barely activate the original magic, but there are also great limitations."

"Is it really a natural ability...but what are the restrictions?"

"Every time you cast a spell, you need enough sacrifices to cast it. The more powerful the spell, the more sacrifices you need."

"What is the sacrifice?"

"Soul."

"That's it."

Momonga was not surprised to get this answer.

There are several magic spells in Momonga's skill list that require sacrifices to activate.

For example, one of the super-level magics is "A Tribute to the Black Goat Mother Goddess".

However, even with super-level magic, it is basically unrealistic to kill a full-level NPC in one go.

Even if it was ＜Skyfall＞, which was one of the most powerful super-level spells, it could only knock off about 60% of Demiurge's health if it hit perfectly.

What's more, "Tribute to the Black Goat Mother Goddess" is a large-scale AOE magic, which mainly kills minions instantly and summons black goats with thick enough blood bars to be used as meat shields.

For a level 100 NPC like Demiurge, the damage of the main body of "Tribute to the Black Goat Goddess" is not worth mentioning at all.

However, the original magic that the girl unleashed through sacrifice was enough to make Demiurge feel fearful.

This also shows that the threat posed by original magic is far greater than that of super-level magic.

After reaching this conclusion, Flying Squirrel's vigilance towards the True Dragon Kings once again reached an unprecedented level.

"By the way, Yashiro-san, this is for you."

As if Feishu suddenly remembered something, he took out a silver dragon scale from the dark void.

Yashiro took the dragon scale and looked at it carefully.

Holding it in the palm of my hand, I can indeed feel a strange energy contained in the dragon scales.

Moreover, this energy is very similar to the white energy that gathered around Derodilon when he launched the origin magic.

The power of the soul?

In other words, what is sealed in this dragon scale is indeed related to the origin of magic.

It is very likely that this dragon scale itself is a "Dragon's Secret Treasure" made using original magic.

However, the energy inside seems to be sealed by the dragon scales on the surface.

The best way to break the seal is to destroy this item.

Unfortunately, even the world-class item with the strongest effect on objects, <Hell's Abyss>, cannot be effective against it.

Therefore, the best way is to find someone who knows this kind of thing.

"It's really strange. It's rare to see Yashiro-san with such an expression."

Looking at Yashiro who was lost in thought, Momonga's mood became happier, which was rare.

Because in the past, he would always subconsciously regard Yashiro as an omnipotent superior.

Even if the two of them have already recognized each other as close friends in their hearts.

But in fact, Feishu still felt that he was inferior to him.

But now it seems that even the eighth generation, like him, has things he doesn't know.

This common ground of seeking common ground while reserving differences made Feishu feel very reassured.

"Eh?"

Yashiro showed a surprised expression at Momonga's sudden remarks.

However, Momonga immediately changed the subject, not giving him a chance to ask questions.

"By the way, Yashiro-san, I accepted a very interesting commission a few days ago as Momon. Do you want to come along?"

"An interesting commission?"

"Yes, we are going to the Tob Forest to collect rare herbs."

"..."

"Of course, collecting herbs is not the most important thing. The important thing is that I heard that there seems to be a very powerful monster hidden there, and it seems to be related to the demon god who descended two hundred years ago! How about it, isn't it interesting?"

"The demon god from two hundred years ago...?"

"Does Yashiro-san know something?"

Yashiro quickly shook his head.

"I just heard some rumors about the Demon God and the Thirteen Heroes before."

"I see. In that case, Yashiro-san, will you come with me? This is an adventure we haven't had in a long time!"

Momonga said, his hands already clenched into fists, looking at him expectantly.

If stars could appear in the eyes, they would probably be raining stars in his eyes right now.

With that kind of look, there's no way anyone can refuse you, okay?

Yashiro took the handkerchief handed to him by the maid and wiped his mouth gracefully.

Then he said with a helpless expression.

"I really can't do anything about you, so let's go together."

……

ps: Something happened suddenly, so I will leave the rest of the magic tree chapter to the next chapter tomorrow~

As a preview, after the Demonic Tree chapter, Nazarick will face the True Dragon King head-on for the first time.

The result of this battle was quite tragic... Well, that's how it was for a certain Dragon King.

Well, see you tomorrow~