Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 187 Sunlight Ceremony VS Floor Guardians

The two sides met formally.

Without exchanging pleasantries or probing, Demiurge unfurled his scroll the moment the group came into view.

[The Landscape and the State Map].

The light engulfed everything, and Negan and his team, Demiurge and the other guardians, along with a large area of ​​the surrounding space, were all swept into the alternate dimension created by the World-Class artifact.

Albedo possessed the [Hell Abyss], which could have resisted this forced teleportation, but she did not resist the gravitational pull. With Ainz Ooal Gown watching, she did not want to back down in front of anyone.

As the light faded, everyone found themselves in a completely different world.

This place is called "Mountains of Knives and Seas of Fire".

The mountain of swords pierced the sky, with dark red flames flowing along its blades. A sea of ​​flames surged beneath their feet, and the heat distorted the air. It truly lived up to its name as a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

Demiurge stood at the very front of the procession, his glasses reflecting the infernal scene before him.

A slight smile played on his lips as he controlled the environment of the alternate dimension, allowing it to harm enemies without harming allies. He made the deadly blades and flames lick only at the skin of his enemies, while ignoring the people of Nazarick.

"Nice to meet you." He finally spoke, his voice as polite as if he were receiving distinguished guests from afar, but beneath that politeness lay something deeper and colder. "Unknown distinguished guests, you probably never imagined that you would never see the sun rise again tomorrow."

As he spoke, the magic of the [Domination Spell] spread silently. If the opponent's level was below 40, they should have already put down their weapons and knelt down in submission.

Shalltear wore her crimson Blood Armor, the tip of her Dropper Spear pointing at the opposite side.

Her eyes shone with an eerie light, a double blessing from the Vampire Ancestor's [Bewitching Eyes] combined with the [Human Charm] magic.

"You bastards," her voice was shrill, like fingernails scraping against metal, "how dare you offend us, you deserve to die."

The charm effect did not occur; none of the opponents were charmed.

Aura cracked her whip, surrounded by her carefully raised herd of magical beasts, each with bared fangs and a fierce glint in its eyes.

"I'm going to have my babies bite your necks off," she licked her lips, "and see if you can still talk after your necks are broken."

Mare huddled behind his sister, his voice barely audible, "Everyone—I'm sorry, I have to kill you all here—I'm sorry."

He waved his staff, the Shadow of the World Tree, in a gesture that looked like he was about to hit someone with it.

Cocytus held a weapon in each of his four hands.

Besides the iconic greatsword [God-Slaying Blade Emperor], there is also the silver-white axe-spear [Headless Fang], a crooked and eerie-looking [Broadsword], and a beautiful but unsettling black [Pike-Headed Hammer].

His compound eyes reflected the enemy opposite him, and his voice was as deep as rolling stones: "You all speak such arrogant words, don't blame me for cutting off your heads."

Sebastian was still dressed in a sharp black suit, his white hair neatly combed. He carried no weapon, but his fists were the best weapon of all.

"Nazarick will never tolerate insults." His voice was steady, like a rock. "Whatever the enemy, I will defeat them."

Albedo spoke last, wearing that heavy, jet-black armor, Hermes Trismegistus, with black mist seeping from the gaps in the armor, condensing into distorted shadows around her.

"You insects," her voice was soft, as soft as velvet, but beneath that velvet lay a poisoned blade, "how dare you insult the great Flying Squirrel! I will make you wish you were dead."

Seven figures, seven auras, like seven unsheathed swords.

Negan stood on the opposite side, watching all of this. He glanced at the surrounding chaos and danger, then at the murderous guardians, and suddenly smiled.

"Brilliant." He clapped his hands, the applause sounding particularly jarring in the empty alternate dimension. "This must be the alternate dimension inside the [Map of Mountains and Rivers] in Nazarick."

The guardians' expressions changed simultaneously.

Demiurge's smile froze for a moment, Shalltear's spear drooped slightly, and Aura's whip stopped in mid-air. Mare's staff ceased its swing, Cocytus's fingers tightened on the hilt of his sword, Sebastian's brow furrowed, and the black aura emanating from the gaps in Albedo's armor stagnated for a moment.

The other party actually knew about the "Map of Mountains and Rivers," the most precious treasure in Nazarick's collection.

Demiurge was the first to regain his composure. The corners of his mouth turned up again, his smile even deeper than before, but his eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"This isn't some otherworldly realm from the 'Map of Mountains and Rivers'." His voice remained polite, but each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

[Domination Spell] The invisible magic is spreading.

"This is the Demon Realm, a world inhabited by demons." He tilted his head slightly, his glasses reflecting the light. "However, I'm curious, why do you think we possess some kind of [Map of Mountains and Rivers]? Can you tell me why?"

Shalltear frowned, about to say, "Isn't this the [Map of Mountains and Rivers]?", when Aura pinched her arm hard. "Don't speak," Aura said in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Shalltear swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Negan was neither affected by the [Domination Spell] nor swayed by Demiurge's words.

He stared at the bespectacled demon and continued, "You are Demiurge."

Demiurge's smile vanished completely.

Negan's finger moved toward the dark elf siblings. "You are Aura, you are Mare."

Yaura pulled Mare behind him.

Negan's finger moved to the vampire in the bright red armor. "You are Shalltear."

"How did you know?" Shalltear blurted out.

Negan did not answer.

His finger continued moving, pointing to the insect warrior wielding four swords. "Cocytus," he said, pointing to the impeccably dressed old butler. "Sebastian."

Cocytus's God-Slaying Blade Emperor hummed, and Sebastian clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking.

Finally, Negan pointed to the heavily armored woman shrouded in black mist. "You are Albedo."

"You lowly human," Albedo's voice came from within her armor, as cold as a wind blowing from an ice cellar, "Where did you steal this information from?"

Negan did not answer; he simply recalled in his mind the scene of the King of Kings telling him those intelligence words by words, and now, those intelligence words were being uttered from his mouth.

"I didn't expect your guild leader," he said, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each guardian, "to actually send all of you out."

He paused, then the corners of his mouth widened. "Since that's the case, and the intelligence has been deciphered, you can all stay here."

arrogant.

These were the words that popped into the minds of all the guardians at the same time, but no one rushed forward immediately.

They've already scanned the opponents with [Magic Essence] and [Life Essence]. Their magic power is around level 20.

Health points, around level 20.

This "mountain of knives and sea of ​​fire" is one of the most dangerous environments in the "Map of Mountains and Rivers".

Those sharp blades can easily cut through the bodies of warriors below level 80, and those scorching flames can directly burn the bodies of those below level 80.

Meanwhile, those people on the other side stood there unharmed, without any protective magic or signs of resistance. They simply stood there, completely unscathed.

Furthermore, Demiurge's [Domination Spell] was ineffective, as was Shalltear's [Enchantment Eye].

They must be hiding their strength, and hiding it very well, so well that even normal detection methods can't see through it.

Demiurge's gaze met Albedo's for a moment, and the two nodded slightly at the same time.

"Attack them all at once." Demiurge's voice was soft, but every word clearly reached everyone's ears. "Capture them, interrogate them thoroughly, and we'll know everything."

The opponent was no ordinary opponent, but even so, everyone believed that the opponent could not possibly defeat them, and that they were destined to win.

Nazarick is never defeated.

Seven figures, seven killing intents, surged towards the dozens of men in white at the same time.

Negan looked at the overwhelming killing intent and suddenly burst into laughter.

That laughter sounded like someone, someone called the "evil savior".

"That's more like it." He spread his arms wide, his white robes fluttering in the flames. "Brothers!"

"Here!" The dozens of people behind him responded in unison, their voices so synchronized as if they had rehearsed countless times.

Negan swung his hand forward sharply. "Let's go too!"

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