Chapter 475: Evil God: Let me see what's going on
Kingdom of Anor, the royal city.
Today is a star-studded day.
For ordinary people, a starry night is a rare sight, for astrologers it is a sight worth observing carefully, and for some religious sects it is a miracle.
But for Ainz III, every starry night is
"Is everything ready?"
Standing at the top of the entire palace, he stood with his hands behind his back facing the night sky. The cool evening breeze blew his increasingly healthier brown hair. He raised his hand to refuse the servant who wanted to put a cloak on him and asked without turning his head.
"It's ready, Your Majesty. We have summoned dozens of archaeologists this time, and used the oldest known writing system." The attendant replied, and handed over a handle-shaped magic prop with a button switch on the top. It was unknown what it was used for.
"very good!"
Ainz III showed great anticipation and grabbed the magic item. At this moment, he felt the blood in his body becoming restless, and the hair on his body was also restless, as if it wanted to grow wildly like the hair of a wild beast. Unfortunately, it was suppressed by another inexplicable force in his body.
The stars are shining brightly in the distance, and there seems to be something hidden in the depths of the brilliant starlight, as if it is staring at this place.
"Sure enough, as soon as the stars shine, the evil god, that son of a bitch, starts to cause trouble for me."
Ainz III's words at this moment were extremely crude, and his lips were stretched into a wide grin.
The servants around him broke out in cold sweats after listening to his crude speech that was unbecoming of a king. General Guillimanbo sent a signal to the magicians who were maintaining the mental defense magic circles in various places. The magic circle covering the entire palace instantly increased its power, and the palace was almost wrapped in the azure blue "eggshell".
Ainz III took out a blood collection bottle with a heroic gesture?
After piercing two blood collection bottles in one breath, he sighed with relief, his eyes a little dazed. This thing is much more powerful than the blood therapy potion that was about to be discontinued by the Bed family.
As the blood from the bottle was injected into his body, the beastly tendency that was originally stirring in his body was instantly extinguished, and at this time he also felt the culprit that caused his beastly transformation - the anger of the evil god Hidden Dark Star, so he pressed the button of the magic tool in his hand without hesitation!
It lights up! The whole city lights up!
One after another, thick beams of light shot up into the sky with the help of the huge magic circle, like rockets rising from the ground and rushing into the sky. There were as many as hundreds of them. Supported by the huge magic power of a group of magicians, they flew higher and higher, rushing towards the purple in the bright starlight, as if they were going to rush into the face of the evil god.
These streams of light intertwined to form characters so ancient that no one is using them anymore. Archaeologists may not know their exact meanings, but can only guess based on the general idea and spell them out according to the requirements of Ainz III.
"Dad, dad, what do these words mean?" In the royal city, a child looked at his father innocently.
"This, hiss, this is His Majesty the King using polite language to persuade the evil god to let go of hatred and achieve reconciliation." My father smiled with difficulty.
"Oh, I see. His Majesty is a very polite man."
“.”
The father turned his head away, his expression finally unable to hold back, and he shouted in his heart: Your Majesty, aren’t you afraid that your behavior will corrupt the children!
In fact, the people of the Royal City have experienced events like today more than once, and this is the third time. The characters used in the first event are the current official characters, and the second one is a little older.
The meaning of these words combined is very simple.
Greetings to the entire family of the evil god.
Greetings with quotes.
The people all knew what Ainz III was doing - he was mocking the evil god by using foul language, and because he was afraid that the evil god could not understand the words, he chose the most ancient language!
Their amiable and great King is good in every way except for his habit of holding grudges. Ever since he discovered something in the Senn dungeon that almost completely got rid of the influence of the evil god's beast transformation, he began to think about how to disgust the evil god. The current "dirty words in the face" is just the first trick he has come up with, and there may be even more sinister ones in the future.
Some people think that Ainz III's behavior is inappropriate, too frivolous and petty, but others think that this behavior is awesome. Which king in the world would dare to take the lead in fighting against an evil god who is known to be still active? No one! His Majesty is truly brave and unparalleled!
What? You ask how Ainz III knows that the things he did can really make the evil god angry, instead of being treated as a joke by the other party?
Of course there is a way.
"Here I come."
When the cordial greeting flew into the sky, Ainz III suddenly felt the beastly power that had been suppressed by the blood collection bottle in his body become violently agitated again. This was the response from the evil god, and in the face of this response, all he could do was
"【Homeward Journey】."
He shook the spellcasting medium in his hand, and the whole person suddenly disappeared from the spot.
People were already used to this, and General Guillimanbo commanded with ease, "Prepare to go to the Thane Underground City to welcome His Majesty."
Because he has the Sion Dungeon to back him up, Ainz III is not afraid of anything that may happen to the evil god!
As long as he runs into Sen, all the influence of the evil god on him will disappear. Although it is unclear why the dungeon can isolate the evil god, this is an absolute safe zone!
Ainz III was also enjoying his life today.
At the same time, the evil god disappeared into the dim star, or rather, its consciousness was in a very bad mood.
For the sake of energy conservation, in fact, this evil god can be said to be in a dormant state most of the time, and only woke up briefly on the day of the Eliphis Rebellion.
The rest of the time, its reaction to the outside world is managed by a strand of consciousness separated from it, which is equivalent to its clone.
But perhaps because it had been sleeping for too long, this wisp of consciousness gradually developed a relatively independent consciousness of its own, which became somewhat different from the evil god's body. The evil god had no other opinion on this matter. Anyway, this wisp of consciousness was absolutely loyal, so it didn't matter if it had a little temper.
However, the clone lacks true divinity in terms of character and other aspects. Instead, it is because he has followed the evil god and seen and played a lot over the years, so he has a strong desire to play and his humanity accounts for a larger proportion.
Simply put, it could be angered by provocative behavior like that of Ainz III, which seemed insignificant to the evil god itself.
But the power it can control is limited. It has no way of knowing what Ainz III, who treats Sion as his own turtle shell and hides his head in whenever there is nothing to do, will really do. It is also impossible to wake up the sleeping evil god for such a small matter. It has been in a very bad mood these days.
This guy, when he's in a bad mood, he just wants to vent. The same goes for the evil god clone. Since he can't kill Ainz III, he has to find another place to vent his anger.
At this moment, it suddenly remembered something. It seemed that its original body had messed up a small country called "Red". That country must be in chaos now.
Very good, let’s go over there and admire the devastation!
Although some people are reluctant to admit it, the latent blood parasites that have been transformed by the evil god are, in terms of status, the same as its separated consciousness, and they are just at a different level.
Now it's time for it to appreciate the masterpieces of its colleagues.
However.
Wait, why is the number of occult blood parasites so much less?
Why is there a large area that is blank, without even a single parasite! ?
I haven't watched it for more than ten days. What on earth happened here?
It felt extremely surprised, followed by anger and fear. Red was one of the masterpieces that the original body was satisfied with in recent years. If something went wrong, the original body would be angry when it woke up.
No, I have to take a closer look at what is going on!
With this thought, it mobilized the greatest strength it could mobilize and projected its consciousness directly onto the most powerful parasitic individual near the strange parasitic blank area in Reed's territory. They were all followers of the evil god, so it would not consume much energy just to project their consciousness.
Things gradually appeared in its field of vision, and its first reaction was: It's so tall! This parasite has eaten itself to such a huge size, it must be very powerful.
The second reaction was, why did it keep moving forward as if it was attracted?
The conscious clone looked around, and the surrounding scenes came into view. It felt a long-lost feeling of "surprise".
This is a street in a dilapidated city. The street is quite wide and crowded with all kinds of parasites, but what surprises it is why the forks around this street are tightly blocked, forming a strange route with only one way road?
From a God's perspective, there are thirteen such one-way streets, with entrances scattered throughout the city, but the exits all point to the same place.
That place exudes a strong attraction to parasites.
Originally, the consciousness clone also showed some interest in it, until it saw living people on both sides of the road.
Where did those clones come from who were wearing exactly the same clothes except for their height, weight, and weapons?
This group of people stared at it nervously, being on alert at all times, and their postures looked a bit like those of martial artists.
Wait, why are there still humans alive here, and there seem to be quite a lot of them? Shouldn't they have been eaten up long ago?
At this moment, the consciousness clone realized that the strange blank area in this town might be the work of this group of strange humans.
Ahaha, I caught you. Today I will kill all of you damn humans.
The conscious clone excitedly reminded the parasite where his consciousness was projected, telling it not to worry about anything else and to gather people to kill people first!
However, it repeated its request several times, but the huge parasite just kept walking along the one-way road towards its final goal.
Stop it you idiot!
The cloned consciousness couldn't understand what made this guy so fascinated. It watched people getting farther and farther away. How could it miss this good opportunity?
It immediately used its power to erode the body of the parasite, and once it had complete control, it would kill the human with its own hands. But at this moment.
A person who looked like a young girl directed everyone to throw bags filled with liquid high up. When the bags fell in front of a group of parasites, they shot arrows to burst the bags, and the fragrant blood immediately burst all over the ground.
The conscious clone instantly discovered that the parasites were rioting. The parasites, whose blood was stained, ran forward like crazy, and the parasites behind them chased the group of guys. Even the one it possessed inevitably ran, and its huge body crushed one parasite after another.
Stop, stop right there!
The conscious clones could not help but speed up the pace of occupying the parasite's body, but it was too late. They had already reached the finish line, where they were greeted by
A dungeon portal emitting a faint light.
For some reason, as soon as it saw the portal, the consciousness clone had an urge to vomit as if it had seen something extremely disgusting. It tried its best to stop the parasites and finally felt a little bit of success, as if it could control a little bit of its body, and then its entire body. The right thing to do was to go back and kill people.
“Boom—”
There was a heavy muffled sound as the strongest parasite in the vicinity crashed into the portal.
Stop, I don't want to go in!
The tone of the consciousness clone was as sharp as if he was watching himself fall into a cesspool.
The portal flashed, and it successfully entered the Sen Dungeon.
In the distance, Fann and his group wiped their sweat and said thankfully, "I thought that guy would turn around and attack us."
"The dungeon is really powerful."
"The route I designed is also very useful."
In any case, the route hastily built by the survivors of Savis City over several days finally played its due role.
(End of this chapter)
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