Warhammer 40k and overlord belongs to their repctive owners.
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"Is this all you have?" Ainz asked while seeing the weapons and guns from Shizu were placed in front of him.
"Yes, Ainz-sama. This is all the good doctor left for me." Answered the battle maid in front of him while holding a rifle in front of her like a baby.
On a large table there was quite an arsenal displayed in front of him. Demiurge and Albedo were there too, and Pandora's actor was looking at the items like child looking a sweet.
A collection of futuristic guns made for shizu, three rifles of energy, six handguns like revolvers, two automatic shotguns, one rocket launcher and one sniper rifle, dozens of grenades of different kinds and lots of ammo.
'Still… it won't be enough. Moreover, these are legend-level items. If I give them to the guardians it will be the same as giving them a low level bow. For their stats alone wouldn't be wort the effort to produce them en mace. Can we even create weapons for ourselves like those imperials?' Ainz thought for himself, even to create these kinds of weapons he would need a lot of research, he may know about technology coming from his world, but when you are just a salaryman too obsessed with an online game you have not enough time for research for science. One might know what a gun is and how to use it, but if you don't have the knowledge to create more bullets then it is useless.
"Demiurge, What do you think?" Ainz asked. He had no ideas for this, so recurring to his servants again was the only thing he could do.
"Certainly, these are magnificent weapons made by one of the supreme beings. "Demiurge answered. "But I'm afraid we have not the means to copy them and make more. Moreover, our actual equipment is of divine class, while these are legend class. I'm afraid it would be useless to try to rearm our forces with this."
"Are you depreciating the treasures given to us by the supreme beings!" albedo exclaimed with hatred in her voice.
"Albedo! That is enough!" Ainz said. "Demiurge is right, we have neither the knowledge, the materials nor the time to make more of these weapons, and these weapons couldn't be a threat for any guardian."
Ainz opened his item box and produced something, it was like the guns owned by Shizu, she opened her eyes wide at looking at the hellgun on Ainz's hands. It was attached to a backpack by metal cables.
"I made solution sneak and try to collect some samples, unfortunately she was found out by the enemy's snipers. But she managed to take this with her."
[All appraisal magic item] Ainz casted and the information of the hellguns flowed throught his brain. However, what he found was so much info he barely could read all. The components of the inside, every piece elaborated with such advanced procedure maybe only Demiurge or Albedo could be able to find some sense. Then he found the place where it had been made, Forge world Ryza, by a tech-priest of strange name, and at the end he found it had been made three hundred years ago.
"umu… this hellgun has the effective reach of two kilometers and is capable to kill a Pleiades with enough hits. It also has so many detailed parts I cannot analyze everything from it."
"Ainz-sama!" Albedo pleaded "I'm sure we can copy… no… improve their technology. We just need more samples!"
"Albedo…" Ainz interrupted her. "how do we make our weapons?"
"We use data crystals and minerals to forge them. the quality and rank of the weapons is equivalent to the materials and the amount of data crystals added."
"Very well… now, tell me, how do we make Thermal Cooling cells, gyro-stabilized power packs or pressurized refrigerant chambers? Each one of those elements and many more are connected and assembled in such a way to create these weapons. We could say it's made out of numerous items of which we have no idea how to make."
"My apologies, Ainz-sama. To make these weapons will take time, but if we manage to discover its secrets it will save us a lot of work."
Ainz doubted about that, they had barely scratched the imperials' defenses and now were facing a very probably orbital strike over them. He needed to take care of it, but he needed time, after all, it was not so easy to retrieve the world class items of the 8th floor, taking them with no care could bring consequences he was willing to avoid.
However, he still had to make as much time as possible, which is why he had sent the ginzos and death cavaliers to attack the imperial outpost. If a direct attack couldn't make damage, then going for important commanders could be a good tactic. Still, he had to find out, he had not heard of anything since he had sent them.
A sound appeared inside his head and with that a message that was directed at him. It was the voice of Aura, and was not a calmed one. "Ainz-sama! There is something coming! It is like… a boat, a flying boat! And it is coming too fast towards the tomb!"
"Calm down, Aura." Ainz replied. "Tell me, how is that "boat"? It looks like something made by the imperials?"
"N-no… it is… stylized; it is like an arrow with smooth design and thin frame. Wait, I can see someone on it… they are… clowns?"
The Starweaver flied with impossible speed. With elegant spins and turns it descended in an arc of perfect display. It was like a hawk descending upon it prey. And with that starweaver, it came many more harlequins over the cosmic serpent.
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When they landed they did it with such a grace and perfect rhythm it looked like birds on the air. Falling from 200 meter and reaching ground with no damage.
Thirty harlequins walked towards the tomb's entrance. Over them, gravvehicles fly in circles. Such calmness, still, hell would wait for anyone who enters the underground tomb. Still, they walked servants of the laughing gods who had fought against horrors that no mortal could be sane enough to witness.
And as they closed, the first vigilant of this tomb appeared.
It came from the underground, like a shark swimming in the dirt. A five meters oversized worm like creature appeared. Its mouth make of carapace peaks and from its jaws snake like creatures stirring up in search of flesh. And the creature had caught the troupe master devouring him in one chomp.
For many it would have seen like a fast death, however, inside the entrails of the beast the prey would be teared apart limb after limb in an agonizing death.
However, the troupes didn't seem to be worried by the death of their commander. They just stopped their walking and looked at the creature.
Because the nature of the beast would be to return to the darkness of the ground to fest on its new food. This time it did not make this.
The beast struggled and convulsed, pain flowed from its insides, although being a lv 80 beast it could feel terror from what was coming from inside of it.
For a rose emerged from its body, a red rose made of pure blood, yet, if you looked with a very potent microscopy, you would be able to see the monomolecular filaments floating in the air.
Then like a whip it coiled back disappearing the rose and turning into a miss of monomolecular wires.
And the beast was liquefied in seconds.
The troupe master emerged from the gore. His armor unstained, like if the viscera of the monster had tried to avoid him. But for those who know about the art of the harlequins would know the technique behind such martial perfection and choreography. Like a toy box from which the joker comes out, the insides of the creature made the candidate for such a presentation.
"Such an unpleasant welcome." The Troupe master Said after jumping from the remaining of the slayed beast. "Still, must admit any kind of welcome is better than no welcome at all. This demonstrates the public is aware of our presence."
And as he pronounced his words, more beasts appeared. Five beasts in total revealed themselves. Shadow wolves, an lv 75 species that can become invisible for the normal eyes, however, these beast were intelligent, and noticed their invisibility skills were useless when the death jester aimed their shrieker cannons at them.
"However, this is so meaningless…" the troupe master spoke. "We came here to talk, not to make a performance. There is not time for that after all."
The death jesters opened fire as the shadow wolves rushed for reach their targets, yet, hypersonic monomolecular blades reached them shredding them to pieces. No shadow wolf was spared, for these beasts there would be no mercy.
However, all this meaningless had to be stopped. And the best way to do it was aiming for the master of these creatures.
And so, they found her.
But before being sliced by the shuriken cannon mounted on the skyweaver, Aura had teleported away from the danger.
It had not been the same for her pets. Half of her beasts had been deployed for patrolling the perimeter around Nazarick, they would be the first defense line against the imperium.
And yet, the cosmic serpent had slayed all and every one of them.
Shuriken cannon, prismatic cannon. Both were heard fired. Like the fox hunt, they would slay any beast. Monomolecular discs and energy beams destroyed any being that would try to treat them.
"I know you can see us" the troupe master spoke. "and I know you can have a way to hear us. I made sure our shadowseer do not block your attempts to spy on us, after all, we needed to call for the bell, and that is what we did. Get out, for we just want to talk with you"
Several minutes passed, when the troupe master was about to order a new attack, a sound was hear. The door of the tomb opened, and from it came several death knights. Behind them, accompanied by two death cavaliers each one, three beautiful maids walking in perfect order.
The death knights positioned themselves in two parallel lines forming an arc with their swords. From the middle walked the maids, not ever separating from their bodyguards.
"My name is Yuri Alpha." The leader spoke "Thought you have been disrespectful, rejoice, for the Supreme Being will grant you an audition as long as you keep your weapons away.
The troupe master chuckled at hearing those words, an act that most harlequins followed.
"Bold words indeed. Thought I must admit that tittle of Supreme Being made me slightly laugh, I think I should reject that offer and ask again what I previously did. No Eldar should be so stupid to believe we will be safe once we enter into your graveyard even without weapons. Is your supreme being too coward to face a simple meeting?"
The ponytailed maid looked like ready to attack in any moment when she heard those words. "How you dare…" however, she restrained after taking her fingers to her sein and after some seconds she spoke again. "Understood. Ainz-sama will receive you now. Please wait."
Minutes passed, however, soon the doors opened again. However, this time only five individuals walked out the tomb. A woman was leading the group, behind her; a giant insect and a butler were guarding a skeleton and a little girl with pointed ears. For a second, the harlequins looked at her; however, the girl was no Eldar.
The harlequins griped their weapons at seeing the demon in front of them, a sign of their troupe master was necessary to keep them at bay.
The overlord of Nazarick had now appeared.
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As a king, as a true leader. That is how the overlord of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown walked. His bearing was perfect and his walk without fail. All attributed to a ruler. His clothes were impeccable and of fine material, on his head a crown of immense value and between his fingers a scepter of enormous power.
But nevertheless, inside, Ainz trembled.
"I still don't know why I accepted their invitation. Thought I must admit all those hypersonic jets over there are really dangerous. Moreover, I wouldn't like to fight and the possibility of see one of the guardians dying. Ah… what should I do? Well, they just wanted to talk, and we can use the death knights to gain time while we retreat. The real problem is those jets…"
Before even starting to think what to say, Ainz had arrived in front of the troupe master. This made a bow; he made a gesture and welcomed him.
"Say your intentions and explain why you are here!" exclaimed Albedo, the guardian overseer as she showed great hostility to the harlequins in front of them. "You dare to insult the Supreme Being, and now you even claim for an audience? How much shame can be in you, insect?"
Silence fell over everyone. Ainz only screaming deep inside, if things were dire right now Albedo had just armed a nuclear bomb over them.
Instead, what was heard from the invaders was laugh. All of the harlequins laughed at hearing the voice of the guardian overseer. Albedo for her part, this infuriated her even more, but when she was about to speak again the leader of the harlequins interrupted them.
"…oh, I remember the last time I laughed so much was when I backfired the ambush the ultramarines had set for us on Cordelia and they ended fighting an ork's war band. Such a good times! But this almost made it better!"
"You scum…!" the venomous words of albedo almost looked like trying to slice the enemy.
"Do you believe you are superior to us? The Eldar? You can't even rule over a world, the Monk-eighs are not even fighting you in full force and you are already losing, your army is not even worth of our effort. And you believe you are superior to us? In the past stars themselves once lived and died at our command, yet you dare to believe you are a supreme beings? Listen! For we have existed for millions of years, we have battled things that would make you shiver in fear. For us you are nothing! Only a grain of dust that inhabits this galaxy. With just an order I could kill your beloved king."
It was at that moment that Ainz wanted to scream, for in that instant Albedo had materialized her battle ax and rushed on the invaders. A loud sound was heard as the ground itself malformed for the strong quick of the lv 100 servant of Nazarick. It was at the battle against the solar scripture when she had shown the tremendous difference between mere humans and herself, in just an instant she had intercepted an iron ball and redirected it back to the enemy.
However, this time she was not fighting a human.
For an Eldar time passed way slower than other races, for them, a simple bullet should be easy to see and avoid, even among craftworld's guardians. Only they could fight in the same speed of the imperium's angels of death and even surpass them. For they had fought against the horrors of the warp for so much time.
And so, she moved her axe at inhuman speed looking for the alien's neck, however, what the blade found was nothing, for the blade had been shattered by the Eldar's mysterious weapon. Sliced in fragments, her axe now useless couldn't even scratch him.
Even if her weapon had been damaged, Albedo would have continued her assault using her arms, yet, this couldn't be done. After all, she was now feeling the monomolecular edged monofilaments of the cegorach's rose.
Tensed like a spider web, blood started to escape from her body as with only the most minimum graze the monofilament it sank in her flesh. Albedo saw one of her horns fell to the ground. Even her durability as an lv 100 being was bypassed by these alien's technology.
"Just a little fickle of my finger could kill you, 'superior being.' You saw that worm die, aren't you? What do you think? Would you like to try it too? A red rose would combine nicely with you." The troupe master Said mockingly as he saw her victim struggle for not touch any monofilament.
Cocytus drew his weapons, as a hurricane rushed towards the troupe master. Each one of his blades ready to strike at the enemy. However, at the same time the troupers answered.
Like a lightning they closed the distance, power swords in a hand, shuriken pistol in other. A storm of monomolecular discs rained over the insect warrior, and his carapace was pierced with it. Yet, he didn't stop, like an unstoppable train running towards its enemy.
However, the power swords were waiting for him.
As a guardian of Nazarick, Cocytus not just was an lv 100 NPC; his stats were specialized in a skilled warrior. His weapons left by his creator, divine class items that could surpass any other weapon on the world. But still, he lacked the skill that experience polished, and against an enemy that has been fighting horrors for centuries, without the mastery of the time, he was still a child.
Two of his arms flied, severed and separated from his body. His carapace had been sliced at the sides. Soon he stopped, blue blood escaping from his body. He kneeled incapable of keep advancing, blue icor flowing from his wounds as pain was coming for him.
And so, Mare would enter the fight too, he was about to cast a 10 tier spell, if not were for somebody interrupting him.
"Stop!" called Ainz as he stopped the time itself. The world was muted as the very flow of time was silenced. And so, harlequins stopped their assault as their bodies froze on the place.
Ainz would have preferred to cast a spell to eliminate the harlequins at that moment; however, at that short time it had been impossible. However, he still could order Sebas to move Cocytus closer to get into a safe place. Albedo, however, was surrounded by the monofilament strings, so he couldn't reach her.
He was not sure what to do now. Of course, he should give an apology for try to cool things. They were about to kill themselves and he would have to see more of his children die, thing he wanted to avoid at all cost.
"still I think I should take care of this and neutralize these guys." He said. "Maybe if I use grasp heart…"
"A good trick, I must admit…"
Ainz froze at hearing that sound. It was not possible; the harlequins had been frozen by the time stop magic. From where was coming that unfamiliar voice?
"It is a little disappointing to see this talk develop into a battle. Thought must admit, you are the ones who started it." The voice was heard again, mysterious and enigmatic. Ainz searched again and again trying to find the owner.
"We would have not started it if you had not come with a full attack force towards us. We were just protecting our place." Ainz Retorted to the mysterious voice.
"Oh, dear… if you could know enough about us you would see that was not even half our masque."
Steps were heard. When Ainz turned he saw a harlequin. This, however, was very different from the ones who had arrived here. All harlequins uses a mask with different forms and styles, some were of joy, sadness, anger or pain. Others were a combination of all. Yet, this harlequin had a very unnatural mask, it was white like bone, but it had two horns at the sides, the harlequin was using a long black coat and a domino pattern outfit of red and yellow.
That was the moment when Ainz felt an overwhelming presence, the harlequin was ten meters away from him, but the presence that surrounds him was so unnatural and eldritch he felt like something emptying his soul. It was like the harlequin was some kind of black hole sucking his mana.
The lone harlequin drew his sword. With casual walking he closed the distance. Sebas advanced too, both fists ready to combat. However, the solitaire turned and went for his brethren who were frozen by the stop time magic. Only a finger was all had touched them. In that moment, nor Ainz, neither the guardians could believe what they had seen.
After the slightly touch the harlequins started moving again.
"Guess it couldn't be helped. Well, after all, our warlock had foreseen this possibility. It was wise of him to send a pariah to neutralize a sorcerer."
The troupe master looked at the androgynous Solitaire. Both just nodded and the solitaire fell silent.
The troupe master looked back at Ainz. "So… should we continue? Or there is something you want to say?"
A long silence fell over them. Sebas and Mare still waiting for any order, Albedo and Cocytus struggling with their wounds. Finally, Ainz Spoke.
"What do you want?"
"See? If we had started with that we wouldn't have to reach this point." The troupe master said. At the same time the monofilament recoiled back, avoiding the white skin of Albedo.
"Y-You scu…"
"Albedo, Silencie!" Ainz screamed before letting Albedo ruin the only second chance they had finally got.
"Well…" he continued. "What is the reason you came here in the first place?"
"World class items." The troupe master said. And those were the words that made Ainz raise his guard to the skies. He even deliberately released his Aura of despair, in the hopes of this killing the harlequins in front of him, but again, the solitaire acted. Like a void that breaks reality, all the magic that tried to reach the harlequins was deleted.
"Oh, don't try to hide it. We rather know a lot about you. After all, those squats gave us a lot of info about you and what you want to do, before we exterminated them all, of course. Thought I should say it has been a while since I enjoyed a massacre of such scale, those nights in Commorragh were quite wild."
"However, don't think we will just steal them from you. It would be troublesome and would take time, thing right now we have not the luxury of. Maybe a deal can be made. After all, I have seen you have quite the problem with the imperium…"
"You are right." Ainz answered. "But, how can you be of help? Will you lend us your force, or… you will try to make us follow you?"
"Oh, no, I wouldn't say that. We just want some fair deal. For example, those death knights, while lesser than space marines, could be useful with the right equipment…"
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The speed of a war horse was quite fast. For many, the view of a cavalry going for your head would be enough to tremble in fear, and if that cavalry was composed of mighty terrifying undead the terror would be unbearable.
Like that the death cavaliers kept riding their undead soul eaters. For every step a warhorse would do the soul eaters would have already given five. The speed and might of their mounts was enough to conquer a country and their numbers enough to submit half world.
However, for their limited knowledge, that was their idea.
A blinding thunderous light erupted. A rift opened from the space and time, manifested and let something get inside.
The unknown sound of a motor was heard by them and the next thing they noticed they experienced the meaning of true death.
They were like thunder and lightning. Bolter fire that cut the wheat of the field, power blades that slice heads mercilessly. Only five grey knights on war bikes were enough to stop them and three more for close the pincers.
All death cavaliers and soul eaters were destroyed in that moment.
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Thaddeus fired again; the two turbo penetrator rounds destroyed the ginzo's chest in a explosion of fusion power. Another was caught in the legs and then its head exploded with the power of the blessed ammunition.
However, the third was lucky enough to get close. Its blade reached Thaddeus shoulder; however, he didn't hesitate to put a round in the ginzo's chin.
He turned to check the twins' condition. Both were trembling in fear, but they were safe. The Rosarius had blocked the attack of a ginzo which had tried to get them in an intent of use them as hostages and easy targets.
Yet, this was not time for rest. Outside, scions were battling more ginzos trying to reach the inquisitor's headquarters. Many were burned by the plasma guns or vaporized by the melta guns, however, the undead were as fast as Eldars, many scions had been butchered by the cursed daemon's blades.
However, the battle was decided when all of them had been surrounded.
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Solomon stepped outside his commander post. Annoyed was a very subtle word for his mood. Three ginzos had tried to kill him, however, what had angered so much was the fact of almost uncovering his daemon host, Evileye had gripped the last undead and splatted it all over the place, after that she had tried to get out and massacre the enemy, and she almost made it, if not for the inquisitor managing to stop her.
The death cult assassin approached to him, her hand carrying the undead's head which was turning into dust.
"Call for my fleet. Order an orbital bombardment over this entire continent. We cannot fight a war on both sides. We must purge the Daemons and this Ainz Ooal Gown. After that I will decide to declare an exterminatus over this world. Even so, I'm pretty sure this Gown might survive if we don't drop a cyclonic torpedo."
One of the scions approached at them. He was running and tried to recover some air as he was talking. "Milord, we are cleansing the place off these creatures. However, there is someone outside who is looking for you. The Mago's skitarii have caught her and she is heading right now to here. She says she comes with an artifact for the harlequins."
The inquisitor raised a brown as he heard the word harlequins. That artifact may be xeno, and while he would like to destroy it and burn the heretic who had brought it here, he also needed to know the meaning of the word 'harlequins'"
"Is a human?"
"Yes milord, she also told me her name is Rigrit."
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Well this was a short chapter for a long wait, i must apology for that. Part of such short chapter was due to an announcement i have for you.
Well, you see, i got a job, a full time one. 8 hours shifts 5 days at week, and sometimes i must do overtime and work 16 hours with very little rest. So, that is the reason of delaying this story and the announcement i have.
The announcement here is:
I have decided to work in one story at a time. in my other account "anderel amaro" i have already three stories: Re:recreators, Eternal war online and Attack on Void, the third one is in english and i will translate the other two depending on the situations. however, i have been working in another fic, one of goblin slayer with gretchins dropping on orcbolg's world
The question is:
Which one of these stories you want to continue?
Re:recreators: the same anime, but with many characters of different tittles a la smash bros ultimate?
Eternal war online: a SAO of warhammer 40k with all the grimdark?
Attack on Void: warhammer finds attack on titan world and gets the guys and their ODM for a new regiment?
This fanfic?
Gretchin slayer?
Make your choice if you decide for this story to don't continue i wil bring exterminatus on overlord and ends him in a very shameful defeat for him and all nazarick.