Disclaimer: I do not own Overlord just like it

After the lockdown lifted I visited my friend who hasn't seen all of the anime series and watched the third episode in the third season. Then, I imagined something funny about this fanfiction. Thank you for listening; I missed the punchline.

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Evileye had an aptitude mostly in ice due to her non-beating heart, but she started their fight with her arms outstretched as electricity emanated in her arms.

"Electrosphere!"

The vampire hurled two large white balls of electrified energy at the cocky demon. However, a blue light covered his sinewy body. With a crackling in his mouth he howled a beam of blue fire. It sliced through the spheres and almost severed her body in half, good thing she knew how to fly fast and evasively above the laser.

"Tow of Crepitus Death!"

One tentacle appendage wriggled and squirmed in a oscillated way before digging into the ground. If Evileye still had a heartbeat it would be the duration it took for the tentacle to grow out and flail at her. Luckily, she body swerved away when the tentacle overgrowed from the ground to the ceiling. She launched herself at an accelerated speed towards him.

"Acid Splash!"

She usually used the spell only with one hand but given the onerously strong opponent she used both hands and launched it more than once while the acid was soaring through the air. He was unmoving and smarmy, and it all was shown why when his tentacle veered in front and shielded him.

"Some spells don't die just because they miss the first time." He mocked.

She ignored him as she crystallized a dagger in her hand and soared towards him. As she was close to him, the tip of one of his tentacles scratched his spectacles-his flippant demeanor causing him to turn them around showing his eyes. And then-he contorted his torso reeling him back before her dagger could reach him.

Suddenly, she soared into the air before murmuring an enhancement:

"Invisibility!"

Like that she was semi-transparent and then fully invisible in a ethereal sheen. Once she was hard to see it seemed their fight was paused; he was staring and blinking in fleeting moments. His reactions to her meant he was nervous and just had too big of an ego to sweat over it.

"Reverse Gravity!"

All eight of his tentacles wriggled when his feet no longer touched the ground-heading towards the ceiling he could stick to like a cat landing on its feet. However, Evileye had a plan:

"Translocation Damage! Shard Buck Shots!"

Her body was emitting an aura of two colors for two different flitting moments: yellow and blue. The yellow light transmitted to him as the blue light was replaced with a volley of crystal shards fired at him. He didn't move-let the shards hit and shatter against his armor-like skin-Evileye accumulating so many shards he couldn't avoid them anyways.

Evileye's eyes for a flitting second were the lens color of the rainbow while she reviewed his mana dwindling before her. As his mana dropped his tentacles became flaccid, lacked the pointy tip that made them so intimidating. Then it finally happened...he was so low of mana he couldn't even use a healing spell, so she raised her hand up in sovereignty.

"Brid! Brid The World!"

A fireball was conjured in her palm. That fireball was one of several others that appeared around her-and were moving around her like a leather belt but resonating hell's own fire. Once she was ready, she charged at him with burning intensity...right into his trap.

"Lynch Prison!"

Before Evileye had time to think of a way to counter this spell cast through unfathomable means, her arms were wrapped tightly. Not by his tentacles but by a tree branch with eldritch mossy color. The branches squeezed her four limbs and she writhed in the pain. While she was struggling through the branch the spectacled demon swayed his arms back in forth in a way dissonance and risibly.

"Magic Arrow(s): Lance Point!"

Evileye didn't know how much danger she was in until she saw blue arrows of ethereal built materialize all around her from the ceiling to the floor all pointing at her. Then they were launched at her! When they collided it caused an explosion to burgeon with every new arrow striking a seemingly direct hit at her.

The demon levitated tranquilly in place with a small slit of a smile on his face. That smile was the façade he was already victorious against a small but worthy opponent. Even when she descended with her cape helping her glide down he still kept that smile. He kept it even after using magic to gravitate himself on solid ground because the spry mage collapsed on the ground before exerting herself up.

Evileye was injured in her right leg. First all she could do was hobble a total of three steps then she collapsed.

"So this is where I die?" She said mostly to herself loud enough for the demon to hear.

"I'd say I wouldn't waste any part of you, but a mage like you is so hard to transform I think I'll devour you." He said effusively.

Clenched in Evileye's right hand was a handful of energy that would decimate her if used incorrectly, but might also have the vertex to finish off the demon. All she had to do was distract him long enough to utilize its zenith.

"Who are you and what is your reason for bringing adventurer's here to die?"

"Hmm...I'd say it's you drug-added, whore mongering, depraved adventurers who brought yourselves into my humble adobe to be my experiments-it's not like I intended to hurt them. If I had one word to describe myself though it would be..." His right tentacles raised over his body before pointing themselves like executioner axes at her. "Scylla. Eight Impaling Gored!"

His octad tentacles raised high in an adjacent formation before they plunged down simultaneously going for her neck, forehead, and stomach!

'I'm not fully ready for this...goodbye Blue Rose and goodbye...Momon.' Evileye thought shuddering her crimson eyes unable to do anything except be saddened and feel grateful at the same time.

Suddenly, a grey wind with frowsy tendrils spinning around rammed into the Scylla who only had time to block the whirlwind by using all his octad tentacles as a shield.

"Nabe warned me you were a bit on the reckless side." An outlying voice said to her.

The dark room was replaced with refulgent white light as Evileye gazed at two sets of boots. It was hard to get a good look at them with her mask on, once the visage of a god to some but she could tell who found her sprawled in a demon's chambers: Nabe and Shin.

"I'll heal her. You keep the demon away from us." Shin said to Nabe.

His orders ticked Nabe off. She furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her eyes. She still walked in front with her blade out and her eyes filled with fury while Shin squatted down to Evileye's level.

"Rejuvenate."

A green light first shinned than scintillated inside her. At first she felt nothing from his spell; what she did feel was her body returning to it's pinnacle state as she rose from the ground, standing on her fully healed feet, even pumping her arms.

"Thank you. With this I can help-"

"No!" Shin let out a guttural sound he's never made before, then cocked his right arm into a fist he moved before Evileye could react to her stomach. He didn't actually hit her, but he got her by surprise. "I restored your health not your mana." His eyes flitted multicolor lights for facts on her. "At the level your mana is at now you'll be unable to use any useful spells."

"Bwahahah!" The demon laughed maliciously from the other side of the room.

His head was held up to the ceiling and his arm covered his forehead, not to mention his tentacles flailed around uncontrollably.

"And here I thought she'd be at least a little more of a challenge for me. Now I get to have new subjects for my test-"

Before the demon could muster another taunt, Nabe cleaved through one of his tentacles. A clean cut with blood dripping down like chunky meat in a sandwich or soup leaned too far to the left. Although the demon's eyes were fixated on the wound, he smirked.

"Very good. Too bad something like this is only a prickle."

Like a starfish re-growing one of its severed legs the tentacle started to regrow. Evileye, her eyes trembling in horror underneath her mask, was gripped on the shoulders.

"How can you help us when you left four brave, strong companions of mine alone in a dangerous terrain? They're now alone in a castle full of things that want to devour them. If you can bring all four back unharmed, I'll be willing to give you the mana to fight back."

Evileye felt a flutter with this man she only felt around Momon. She wouldn't say he was as dreamy as he was, but his hands had a warm feeling to them and he opened the door for her like a gentleman. Even when he waved his hand before closing the door on her, she was spacing out and she knew it.

After smacking her hands on her mask, she levitated off the carpet and flew through the halls to find Shin's comrades.

Shin, now sure he and Nabe were all alone, pulled out the rolled up scroll Naberial herself gave to him. Now was the time for him to use it.

In the short time it took to open a piece of paper, Nabe had already hacked three tentacles, used Chain Lightning with no effect, and used Reinforce Armor. Now-she had words she needed play to her.

"I EVOKE NABERIAL GAMMA! SHOW THEM THE POWER OF NAZARICK!"

For a flitting moment Nabe had a stunned reaction on her face, and then she was smiling. She did a magic trick where she pulled on her adventurer garbs and an entire maid uniform appeared on her: the bonnet, the uniform, even her weapon, but the scylla wasn't surprised.

"You're demons hiding among humans." he said curtly. "If I'd known you were hiding from that powerful dwarf I would have let you fight me without her sooner-I'm sorry."

Nabe didn't play along with his faux sympathy. She disappeared before him, reappeared in the ceiling above him.

"Dragon Chain Lightning!"

She clapped her hands together causing an accumulation of electricity. When her hands were removed a long strand of electricity appeared. If she was a human from this world holding that much electricity in her palms would be impossible, but to her it was just a small amount of the power she was bestowed by her master.

She simultaneously unleashed two serpentine dragon-esque visage's made out of pure electricity at the scylla. So far it was playing out exactly as it did with that foolish necromancer who thought he was about to rule this world of insects. However, unlike him he just adjusted his glasses, not even a bead of sweat out of him. And when the electricity drew close to him...he reached his hand out. From his palm an elongated slimy tentacle manifested and smacked both her dragons until they dispersed into tiny sparks.

Naberial was disconcerted by this. No one's ever stopped her spells like he did.

"My turn."

He gyrated before Naberial and Shin. With each time his pelvis went around his waist a smell red circle shinned brighter and brighter through his shirt. When he was done gyrating he moved his back back so his bellybutton was facing Naberial floating off the ground. Through his shirt a giant metal prod enlarged and towered towards her given Naberial only seconds to evade the prod before it crashed through the ceiling.

The scylla scoffed. "My bellybutton is my lance and my tentacles are my skeletal dragon barrier. It's surprising given how weak the people in this world are isn't it? It's a good thing I'm not from this world."

Instead of delving into his story and learning something about him, Nabe brainstormed a way to stop his tentacles from regenerating.

Suddenly, she felt her blade electricity in her hands. She didn't know if she surged electricity without thinking or if Shinirael helped her, but she rushed in. Before the scylla could flail around tentacles she slashed her blade! Like before she severed a tentacle only it didn't grow back-it was cauterized.

Seeing the results of her work, Naberial whisked away in a barrage of disappearing through teleportation and a flurry of whisking her blade in a hacking motion. She severed/cauterized five tentacles with her blade and newfound knowledge-soon it was eight.

She wouldn't stop just culling through his tentacles, and now that all eight were inept at flailing she could amble her way up to him and plunge her blade through his heart; avoiding his big prod if he decided to use it.

"I take no pleasure in hurting another demon. You're on opposite sides of the great Ainz Ooal Gown and therefore are undeserving to live."

She rushed at him with both her arms clenched on her katana's hilt. The last image of him she was was his salacious eyes and mouth whispering something vexing before she swooped. Quickly, he was sliced piece by piece like how Clementine wanted to cut Ainz from the tip of his ears to his tentacles and down to his feet.

Not once did he cry or wince when he was being cut into tiny pieces. Each piece of meat that was once a fully formed demon was sizzled into black smoke by her electrifying sword, and being wisped away like ashes from a burning log.

Soon, there was not even a trace of that demon.