Hello there, i'm back and now working on next chapter.
This is jus a SPIN OFF, a "what if..." scenario of what would happen if big E arrived to the new world with the great crusade in curse.
I just did this out of random thinking.
i will keep the new chapter and still working in others. Job is hard, but the money is worth it. Alright, see you later
[X]
"Give me back my daddy!" The little one yelled as he threw the rock. This was not strong enough, so I just fell silent in front of the pilgrimage of the new ruler of E-rantel.
A monster, an invincible being, an unstoppable demon. He who with only one spell had annihilated more than one hundred and fifty thousand men in an instant.
Ainz Ooal Gown.
A woman came out from among those who were hiding from the tyrant who would now torture them. Like a mother trying to protect her little one.
"Please have mercy! He's just a child!" She cried out between tears while hugging the infant.
A beautiful woman approached, her horns and dark hair shining in the sun. Her smile was comforting, like a kind goddess.
"Not even one hundred deaths can forgive such rudeness, well, let's start with one." She said while this woman materialized a huge battle ax. She picked it up, ready to behead mother and son. The residents of the city could only pray for the souls of that family, for it was absolutely certain that they would die.
But just before the ax descended something moved.
In moments a spear stuck in the ground in front of the mother and son. A golden lance of fine detail. Albedo could not help but admire the work of this. Sculpted like gold and a perfectly forged blade. It was huge, about seven meters long, the thickness of the hilt alone was as big as her arm. The blade, as long as a child and which crackled a field of bluish energy
"Who dares ?!" She said as she turned to face the threat that had dared such an insult.
When it appeared, she could not help but taking a step back.
A giant appeared from the streets, more than four meters high. His armor was nothing less than magnificent. Gold plates of finest detail that would amaze even the most skilled artisans of Nazarick. Priceless jewels adorned his armor and an Aquila hovered over his breastplates and shoulder pads. His left fist wore a massively large gauntlet which crackled with bluish energy.
The NPCs were formed in order to protect their king. They were the best troops in Nazarick's possession. With a mental command they had deployed, ready to attack and defend as necessary.
The giant moved, calmly, as if he were just taking a walk. In a short time he came close to the mother who had been stunned by the sight of such a warrior. And standing between them, like a shield, he spoke.
"One of the guardians of the emperor of humanity. One of the ten thousand children of this same. And those who have come to this world to return it to its place among the domain of humanity under the shadow of the great crusade. "
Albedo lowered her ax with all her fury. This insolent being had dared to insult the sorcerer king and her beloved. With the strength a 100-level guardian's it moved.
However, the ax neither would hit neither damage him. She shook herself, injuring the hands of the guardian overseer.
Then, like a lightning bolt, the custodes counterattacked. A fist moved at incredible speed connecting with Albedo's belly , the energy of the disruptor field destroying flesh and bones at the molecular level. Despite her ability as a level 100 NPC she could not see or avoid that blow. Her body flew off crashing into a house.
She coughed blood, her belly had been deformed by a single blow from the custodian. Her entrails escaped in a puddle of crimson color. Her words tried to escape from her mouth but were trapped in her throat, drowned together with the blood of it. She exhaled, her body unable to heal her wounds and the pain invading every part of it. Now her immobile body showed in her eyes empty and dull of all life.
The sorcerer king rose from his throne with an exaggerated gesture. His guards formed in front, like a shield. They were servants of level sixty, but for this world they would be like gods.
With a wave of his hand, the sorcerer king sent them into battle. And to die for him.
But the custodian did not waste time. He unearthed his guardian, swinging it, rushed at the creatures that were coming for him. He threw the blade in a sharp arc while pressing the trigger of the bolter attached to its spear. The projectiles swept with a dozen of the monsters of golden armor. The custodian brandished it again, and with another arc, he came across another dozen of these undead guardians. The disruptor field accompanied by the molecular Mono blade cut without a single resistance through the armor, flesh and bones of its victims. His fist sank into one of them, turning it into crystalline dust.
His mastery and speed were unreal. Even for a floor guardian. From one moment to the next he had finished with a group of Nazarick guards to instantly be on top of another.
Cocytus advanced to the front, his four arms holding a weapon each, including his god slayer sword, an item of divine class forged by his creator.
And so both warriors collided. Cocytus attempt to activate his skill magnified several times his attack with his weapons. But the custodian waited for it, intercepting or dodging each one of them. blow after blow, the spear intercepted each one.
That was how the custodian turned his spear and with a pivoting split in two the sword that went for him, the blade of it flew to somewhere. At that very moment, just for a nanosecond, the blade of the guardian spear pierced Cocytus's chest. The cut was from top to bottom, cutting the body of the insectoid as if it were only paper.
A huge sword flew at the custodian, this one cut the blade in two with a movement of his spear.
"It's been enough for now." A deep voice spoke.
The custodian turned, in front of him there was a warrior in black armor. He heard how many of the villagers sighed for his arrival, some even claiming victory was already assured.
However, the happiness turned into despair when that golden warrior spoke.
"You finally show up, Sorcerer King."
"I thought I had managed to stop time, and even though I did it, I could not change what you did." The dark knight spoke. "It's as if a force has stopped me. Was it you? "
The custodes chuckled and laughed. "That is not my cause. I am just the spear, the vanguard announcing the arrival of the only true savior of humanity. Not an impostor like you."
The dark knight changed. His armor disappeared and what was left further sank the thorns in the hearts of the citizens of E-rantel.
An old Lich , dressed in the same dark clothes and the same crown on his white head. The real monster that had massacred so many innocents. He raised his hand and spoke. [black hole]
A vacuum formed in the custodian's chest, a vortex that swallowed all. The day became night, because the black hole would swallow everything.
But the custodian did not suffer any damage.
It was as if the orb avoided him, fled. The darkness of emptiness did not swallow him, instead, not even the golden glow was affected.
And as soon as he saw it Ainz was stunned.
"The blessing of the emperor is my shield." The custodes spoke. "Physical attacks and witchcraft cannot affect me. For the emperor has decided it that way. In this great crusade, to bring this world back together with the might of humanity. "
"Who is this emperor you are talking about? You have killed two of my children, I cannot forgive you or your emperor."Ainz asked. "Why come to attack instead of searching for dialogue?"
"And why do you enslave those inferior to you?"
The one who spoke this time was someone unknown, but the voice was infinitely melodious, like a divine chorus that drew attention to everything that existed. It was nothing less than a perfect voice. And the owner of that voice was perfect, a god.
A light flooded the city, the darkness that left the black hole was unable to touch the being of infinite majesty and beauty unimaginable. The darkness of the same black hole was repelled as the fire flees from the water, and so it died . The golden giant was five meters tall, its golden armor was so majestic that it would make any item of Nazarick look like a piece of garbage. That's how Ainz saw it.
"I seek to free them," the ovelord replied. "I have seen the greed of humanity, kings and nobles enslaving innocents in what are only games for them. For me they are only small animals, weak and without any threat. I see them being persecuted by powerful beings, sometimes they are not better than just food for them. Is it wrong to want to build a utopia where everyone can live in peace? "
" Humanity cannot live among the xenos, much less daemons." Answered the golden god. "The old night is proof of it. humanity tried to shake hands with the alien, and in return it took advantage of humanity in its most ruinous hour. How can you say that you seek to liberate them when you and your servants are nothing but monsters who revel in the suffering of those they consider inferior beings? Even in your policies you are false, because that infant was just another tool. Used by one of your servants, a daemon who enjoys deceit and false hope. "
"What do you know?" claimed Ainz. "Trying to rule over those who hold you in such esteem is nothing but agony. Constantly looking for a way out of the problem. If you are the emperor of these powerful beings, you must understand me."
The golden being shook his head in disappointment. "If that's the way things are then you're useless as a ruler."
The emperor raised his left arm. Ainz could not help feeling as his emotional limiter shot again and again to see the being that was among the golden claws of that huge gauntlet. Demiurge did not look any different from a puppet with the strings cut off, three claws sinking into his chest. "Ainz-sama ... r-run ... please ... escape." A fire flooded the emperor's gauntlet, the seventh floor guardian's body convulsed . A bluish fire, an effect of electricity crossed the body of Demiurge and with this its end. Each particle of his body disintegrated, each part of him dying in each level of existence and his soul being erased from reality.
A shadow struck the emperor with the force of a howitzer. A devastating force that even made him move a little.
But that was all it could do.
Shalltear Bloodfallen, fully armed in her crimson armor had fallen as a projectile against the emperor, her body was still warm from the friction of the air due to the speed with which it had flown. She had directed the spuit labce against the face of the emperor.
Even so, it had been stopped with only one hand of the golden giant.
"Now you die..." said the emperor very calmly and with one of the claws of his gauntlet pierced the heart of the vampire. She expired pronouncing the name of Ainz-sama while her essence was erased forever from reality .
Ainz panicked to see how Nazarick's most powerful guardian had been defeated so easily. His first thought was to run, escape Nazarick to revive them and form a plan to stop this being. He must buy time, but seeing how easily he had finished with Shalltear, he could not have intentions in that.
"It's useless..." the emperor spoke again. "Even if you tried to revive them it will be impossible, because their essences have been erased from reality, forever lost to never return. Even now your memories subtly begin to forget them. "
"Impossible!" Cried Ainz. "Do you carry the power of the Longinus spear in you? How can you use it without your being erased too?"
"I do not have any object like that under my power. I have only used part of my power as a psyker." Said the being of gold.
Ainz trembled inside, knowing that before him was a force that could not be stop. For a long time he did not remember this feeling of fear, even though his undead state tried to stifle it, it could manifest itself in small intervals of time.
"Skill [the goal of all life is death]" Ainz spoke and behind him appeared a clock that began to move. "[Maximize magic, True Death]"
The emperor did not move for the twelve seconds it took the spell to activate. As if he were challenging him, ready to receive any attack he might have.
And so the twelve seconds were fulfilled. A shadow was against the golden giant, trying to wrap it up. The power of death, that power that could kill even those undead whose death was not real.
Darkness enveloped the giant. It tried to swallow it. Ainz had already used this spell against someone once. Gazef Stronoff had been his victim. This man had challenged him and died like a simple ant in front of a giant.
But nevertheless. Gazeff was just a normal man. Common and current. A warrior with skill that could be said to be one of the best in his own class. But that was his limit.
The darkness moved away from the emperor. As if it were anathema to this one. The greatest spell of Ainz had not done any harm to this golden being.
"I-impossible..." Ainz hesitated. "How can you be able to resist it? Are you god? "
"I am no god ..." the emperor spoke. "I'm just a man."
"That does not make sense." Continued Ainz. "Only a god could be able to perform such a feat. "
"I'm not a god." Highlighted the divine being once more with more force in his voice.
One of his custodes approached him to deliver a message. "My lord. Primarch Vulkan has taken Nazarick. He reports eighty casualties for his Astartes. However, the place has been secured, only purge actions is what remains. The salamanders have also intervened in this country called 'sacred kingdom' have eliminated the xenos and the country has sworn allegiance to the empire. "
"No..." Ainz collapsed . "It cannot be ... What about Rubedo ... about Victim ...? The legacy of my comrades ... we invest so much time and effort in constructing it ... it's not fair ... "
"Nothing is fair in this galaxy." The emperor spoke. "You have let your servants do what they want at their ease. You have given them a free will and you have been unable to control them. You are nothing but a buffoon. A failed leader."
The emperor raised his arm and pointed at him with his claw.
"And so the time has come. I will give you the rest you are looking for."
Ainz looked at him. The red flames of his eyes burned, in these he saw a deep hatred towards him. A primordial rage that rises and is felt.
"So be it." Spoke the Overlord. "If I have to die, I will not do it like a prisoner whose will has fallen."
"[Maximize magic, true dark]"
And so a pillar of darkness fell on the emperor.
"Rest." The golden giant spoke. In the middle of the pillar of darkness, it did not even seem to touch him. A bolt of psychic energy formed in his hand and he shot straight for Ainz.
The last thing that Ainz remembered was his guild comrades as he was erased at every stage of existence and reality.