The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Mr. Qian's figure stood out awkwardly in the chaotic crowd.

His eyes were fixed on Garod's massive body and the warriors being mercilessly crushed.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head.

His weathered face was now completely bloodless, only ashen.

A sweet, metallic taste surged from deep in his throat.

Mr. Qian clenched his teeth tightly.

The monsters they faced in the end-of-month assessment alone gave them their all.

Even more remarkably, this situation occurred without Ainz Ooal Gown's faction making a move.

His fists were clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

The bloody and mangled scene was now deeply imprinted in his eyes.

There was an indescribable sadness in Qian Lao's heart.

He simply couldn't imagine what Earth was like fifty years ago.

How did humanity cope with all of this back then?

What kind of despair could drive a civilization to the brink of destruction?

......

On the other side, the Ainz Ooal Gown's camp.

Four figures hovered high in the sky.

Warden - Pangu

Viola, the Soul Weaver

Faceless Mourner - Seris

The Forgotten Knight – Raven.

The four A-rank commanders of the Ainz Ooal Gown's faction.

They silently looked down, every detail of the battlefield clearly visible to them.

Viola watched the humans struggling below.

A playful smile curved her lips.

Her fingertips gently caressed the transparent veil made of wailing souls.

She let out a soft chuckle.

"It seems it's time to put an end to this farce."

Her voice carried the languid indifference of an old artist.

Viola's gaze shifted to the people around her.

"Who...should make a move?"

A subtle silence filled the air.

Before anyone could speak...

Pan Gu's body suddenly took a step back.

The action was sudden and decisive.

Instantly, all eyes were focused on him.

The rock-like structure faced all gazes.

His expression, however, was completely unreadable.

"Don't include me in this."

His voice was deep and hoarse, carrying an undeniable firmness.

Everyone's expression was somewhat strange.

This is completely different from the usual Pan Gu.

Two red lights flashed beneath Raven's helmet.

His heavy black armor, covered in sword marks, made a slight scraping sound in the air.

Beneath the armor lay an undeniable confusion.

In the past, if Pangu had seen Ainz Ooal Gown injured, he would have rushed out long ago.

For Ainz Ooal Gown, this guy is willing to risk his life.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be called the most loyal dog by Ainz Ooal Gown's side.

But now, Pan Gu has chickened out.

This is absolutely bizarre.

The three looked at each other in bewilderment.

For a moment, no one was prepared to make a move.

Viola's eyes flickered.

Her gaze fell on Pan Gu once again.

next second.

She laughed.

Her voice carried a sense of inquiry.

"Brother Pangu, you have the best relationship with Lord Ainz, you must know something, right?"

"What exactly happened? Tell us a little bit."

Her tone was soft and seductive.

It's like trying to fool a naive child.

"What exactly does Lord Ainz Ooal Gown want to do?"

"Only by knowing Lord Ainz's true thoughts can we know exactly what to do."

Viola's fingertips gently touched her chin.

"Otherwise, don't try to help but end up making things worse and ruining Lord Ainz's plans."

Pan Gu glanced at her.

There was no emotion in that glance.

He did not answer.

Only the body receded into the distance once more.

His voice was cold and resolute.

"What you want to do is none of my business."

"My actions represent only my personal opinion."

These words were spoken.

This made the three people on the other side even more suspicious.

They were all old foxes, and Pan Gu's unusual behavior immediately put them on alert.

Raven's body visibly tensed up.

He let out a cold snort.

There was a hint of barely perceptible anger in his voice.

"Aren't you afraid that Ainz Ooal Gown will find out and blame you?"

His red light was fixed on Pan Gu; his words just now were a test.

Viola and Seris were also staring at the Bones.

They didn't want to miss any details.

Pan Gutou stopped without turning back.

His voice remained calm.

"If there is any blame to be placed on me, I will accept whatever punishment is imposed."

"But I did tell you."

"Today, you are you, and I am me."

"No matter how it ends, I won't intervene!"

After Pan Gu finished speaking, he ignored him completely.

Viola, Raven, and Seris stood in the air, momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

Viola's fingertips lightly brushed the gauze curtain, and the smile on her face vanished completely, replaced by an inquisitive look.

Pan Gu really didn't turn around.

He simply stepped back silently.

The distance between the two sides increased rapidly.

Until his figure quickly disappeared into the shadows in the distance.

Viola then looked away.

She looked at Raven and Seris, her brows furrowed with undisguised confusion.

"What on earth is this guy up to?" Raven asked in a deep voice, gripping his weapon tightly, the blade gleaming coldly.

Seris didn't speak; he simply shook his head silently, something beyond his comprehension.

Viola sighed softly.

She knew that Pan Gu's reaction was definitely not normal.

He had always regarded the orders of Lord Ainz as gospel, but now they were behaving so strangely.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

"Perhaps, Lord Ainz really has other plans," Viola whispered.

She tried to find an explanation for herself.

But even she herself couldn't believe this explanation.

Just then, several figures suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

They are extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of me.

Leading the group was none other than the Plague Witch Mother—Mona.

Her emaciated body writhed in the air, and the tumor on her back exuded an ominous aura.

Beside her stood that enormous, moving mountain of flesh.

Countless wreckage piled up, with digestive juices constantly seeping out.

Atop the mountain of flesh, tiny hissing sounds emanated from the countless holes.

Rhodes the Shadow Stalker followed Mona in an almost invisible manner.

Although I couldn't see him, I could feel his presence.

Besides these three, there were five other completely unfamiliar but equally powerful auras following closely behind them.

All eight lords from the Weaver Queen's faction appeared.

An immense pressure instantly enveloped the area.

Viola and the other two were taken aback.

They never expected that, at this critical juncture, the Weaver of Fate's people would actually arrive...

Really...

Very good......

A smile appeared on Mona's face, a smile that was twisted with a morbid malice.

She spoke slowly.

The sound was like the flicking of a venomous snake.

"I'm sorry, you can't go anywhere today."

The little creatures on the giant's back let out excited squeals.

"Tear them apart! Tear them apart!"

Viola was taken aback at first.

Then, the corners of her mouth almost couldn't suppress the upward curve.

She swore she had never wanted to see Mona and her group as much as she did now.

But the facade of civility still needs to be maintained.

Viola scoffed, feigning disdain: "You think you're so great just because you have more people?"

Raven also raised his weapon, the black heavy armor scraping against the blade, producing a piercing sound: "Looks like the lesson from last time wasn't enough."

Seris's shadow instantly swelled, exuding a chilling killing intent.

"This time, I will personally take your heads!"

Mona was somewhat confused.

She looked at Viola and the other two.

What's wrong with these guys?

They were saying the harshest things.

But what's with that barely concealed joy on their faces?