In the ruins of the ancient and desolated city where the echoes of a once-thriving civilization whispered in the wind, a cataclysmic battle was unfolding. It was the second time this realm had become the arena of a bloody clash between monsters of unimaginable power.
"AAUUGHHH~!"
The body of the Platinum Dragon Lord was slammed into the ground. In his fall, his massive body flatted a few buildings and palm trees. If he were a mere dragon, Broz's punch would have blasted him into millions of pieces.
Laying on the ground like a victim was not the best idea because any of them were waiting for an opportunity to attack at a soft spot.
Tsa grabbed a two-floor building with his tail and threw it like a catapult at Broz. Such an attack was child's play for someone like the Catastrophe Dragon Lord. Like Tsa, he used his tail as a whip to destroy that building in mid-air.
[ Endless Abyss ]
The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord unleashed his wild magic. If a normal dragon let out fire from his mouth, Zigur released pitch darkness that looked like it was swallowing the sunlight.
[ Imperial Shield ]
An extremely bright ray covered Tsa. The impact of the [Endless Abyss] was powerful but the shield blocked it to the end.
"Heh, lucky bastard!"
On top of his head, Tsa saw a sphere made out of blood. It did not take long to realize that this was an attack by the Vampiric Dragon Lord. The sphere unleashed blood spikes. Tsa raised his arm to protect his eyes. His scales were really strong but two of the spikes managed to prick his arm.
"Delicious haha, I'm gonna bathe in your blood today, Tsaindorcus!"
"Don't think you can take me down so easy, Mortis!"
Tsa opened his mighty wings and waved them hard. This was an extremely strong attack because if the enemy was at the receiving end it would feel like he was hit by a hurricane but they are fighting in a desert, so this was a powerful sandstorm. Such an attack would have destroyed an entire city.
But this wild sandstorm disappeared immediately when Broz waved his arm. Tsa could feel the insane shockwave hit him and the surrounding area. He was at a great disadvantage. The best way to survive another day was to escape when the opportunity comes.
"Shame!" Tsa sounded disappointed.
"Huh?"
"It's a shame that my own kind has become lackeys of a damn skeleton."
"Haha, these lackeys are going to rip you to shreds, Tsaindorcus! Whatever tricks you play, it will fail!" said Zigur.
"I don't need tricks to fight you, traitors!"
Tsa shouted as he hit the ground with his tail out of anger.
[ Divine Breath ]
Broz noticed a glowing white wave coming in his direction but he was ready to counter the attack with no fear. Zigur on the other hand was not okay with that idea.
"Don't try to block it, Broz! That divine elemental energy with turn your arm into dust!"
With no hesitation, Broz jumped high with the help of his wings. A massive electro sphere was formed on top of his hand and he threw it at the Platinum Dragon Lord. His tail was covered by a white mantel and used it to hit the electro sphere. Tsa managed to resist until the electro sphere changed direction. The electro sphere fell into the artificial lake that was created 500 years ago by the infinite waterfall of the flying castle.
[ Teleportation ] ! Broz teleported right in front of Tsa's face, catching him off guard.
Broz punched Tsa two times on both sides of his face. Tsa quickly came to his senses to counterattack the massive dragon but near his stomach, he saw another electro sphere. This time he had no way to protect himself.
The electro sphere exploded and once again, Tsa was sent flying far away by the massive explosion on his stomach.
"Hehehe, how about that Tsaindorcus?! Will you be able to stand up now, hahaha!"
"Huh…"
The three dragons saw Tsa rise back on his feet and continue to fly away from the battlefield.
"NO, NO, NO, NO, YOU ARE NOT ESCAPING THIS TIME!"
[ Teleportation ]
Tsa was 30 meters above the ground but Broz teleported right on top of him and punched him in the back. The Platinum Dragon Lord like all of his bones cracked as his body fell down.
The fall was brutal when his body crashed on top of the old buildings. Zigur grabbed him by the horn, not allowing him to rest for a second.
"You look so pitiful, hahaha!"
~crack~
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"
The Platinum Dragon Lord screamed in pain because Zigur had broken his horn and blood was coming out of his head. Tsa began to swing his claws and tail like a wild beast and had to get away from his range. All the buildings around him were getting destroyed by his rage.
"Oh, his angry now, huh." said Mortis with a grin on his face.
"How could you do this to me?! To us, dragons! This world does not belong to those outsiders but to us!" Tsa cried out those words full of pain.
"Here he goes again with his morals. How many times do we have to remind you Tsaindorcus? We never cared and still do not care about this world! But following Lord Ainz Ooal Gown in his conquest is much more exciting."
"You make me want to vomit, Zigur."
"Oh really? Broz cut his head."
"Finally."
Broz continued to walk toward the weak dragon with his sharp claws ready for execution. Tsa wanted to move but his feet were being held by some red tentacles. This was the work of the Vampiric Dragon Lord Mortis and this skill was called [ Blood Vessels ].
The end was near and Tsa entered into a state of panic but at the same time, he wanted to accept death because the war was over and he had lost. Maybe meeting his end by a dragon lord would be more honorable than getting killed by the outsiders.
"Back off!"
Broz stopped mid-way confused by the strange voice. Behind the dragons were two female warriors approaching them. Zigur recognized the blonde one but not the white-haired one.
"Huh, what are you doing here? And who is that one?" asked Zigur.
"That's none of your business! That scum belongs to us!"
Mortis threw his tail in front of them blocking the way.
"You got your castle back, blondie. Now it's not the time to interfere, so let us finish this!"
"I said back off! And if you don't back off, Lord Ainz Ooal Gown will have a word with you three."
This complicated everything… Mortis turned to Zigur to see if he had anything to refuse her order.
"Tss~ Let them pass, Mortis, and you Broz come back here."
To this day, Zigur's relationship with the Supreme One has been absolutely perfect. He did not want to throw his loyalty away because of his pride or this woman, so he better keep his cool and not be on Ainz Ooal Gown's worst side.
The two female warriors passed threw the angry dragon lords and headed toward Tsa.
"We meet again, lizard!"
"No… I will not accept this humiliation! NEVER!"
The sky got darker but the body of the Platinum Dragon Lord was glowing bright. With a deafening roar that echoed through the very depths of the earth, Tsaindorcus summoned his innermost power.
Jeanne and her sister Alter had to stop and shield themselves because of the powerful wave.
As the sky darkened and ominous clouds swirled overhead, Tsaindorcus drew in a breath that could have sucked the atmosphere from the world. His chest expanded, glowing with an otherworldly light as if containing the heart of a star. The air crackled with raw energy, and the very elements themselves seemed to bow in deference to his might.
"This is not good, you two! My blood vessels can't keep him any longer!"
"Damn it, we could kill him earlier but now we have to tank his most powerful attack!"
They had no time to escape but to witness one of the most powerful attacks that this world has ever seen.
The Platinum Dragon Lord had freed himself from the [ Blood Vessels ] and flew up. With a deafening explosion of power that shattered the eardrums of all who dared to witness it, Tsaindorcus released his attack. A searing beam of incandescent energy, as bright as a thousand suns, shot forth from his gaping maw. It tore through the heavens with blinding speed, leaving a trail of brilliance in its wake.
In a panic, Zigur flew in front of everyone to tank this attack because he was the only wild magic user who might stop it.
[ Into the Abyss ]
With a thunderous roar that echoed with the tormented cries of the damned, the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord summoned his most devastating power. From his gaping maw, a titanic, obsidian vortex of darkness emerged, a swirling maelstrom that threatened to consume all light and hope.
The two colossal forces clashed in a cataclysmic battle that shook the very foundations of the world. Tsaindorcus's platinum light clashed with the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord's consuming shadow, creating a cosmic struggle of unimaginable power. The city below trembled as the titanic forces collided, and the very earth quaked beneath the fury of their battle.
Because of this clash, in the depths of a lake, another monster woke up from her deep slumber.
The power of the Platinum Dragon Lord was extremely pure in comparison with the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord's abyssal power.
To think that you were holding this much power… Tsaindorcus.
Zigur could have won this if he was alone with no one to protect… But the thought of him standing before the Supreme One, as a failure for not protecting his comrades was more terrifying.
"I'm sorry… my Lord…"
The vortex was purged and the wave of that beam pushed Zigur back to the ground. The cataclysmic energy engulfed the city in a maelstrom of incandescent fury. Buildings crumbled to dust, and streets were consumed in an inferno that surpassed the wrath of any volcano. The earth itself quaked as the sheer magnitude of the attack rocked the very foundations of reality.
The explosion that followed was a nightmarish vision of apocalyptic proportions. It dwarfed the power of a nuclear detonation, a monstrous conflagration that painted the sky with a sickly, ominous glow. The shockwave rippled through the land, sending debris and devastation cascading outward for miles.
The cost of such a devastating attack weighed heavily upon Tsaindorcus.
"I… won…"
The Platinum Dragon Lord lost consciousness and fell into the destruction that he had created. His body hurt when he hit the ground but not as much when he was getting tortured by the three dragon lords.
Again, he opened his eyes but was not able to move because of the energy his body had lost. He has given everything with this attack and it will take a long time to regain this energy.
Almost the entire city has been leveled to the ground and covered with white smoke and dust to the point where a man won't be able to see his own hand.
Tsa had never thought that it would come a day when he would need to use such power. And here it is… absolute destruction.
"Well, I have to escape right away."
The thick white smoke continued to get thinner and fade away by the wind, also the sun was starting to appear again. In the state his body is right now, he would be an easy target for the servants of the undead who are on their way here.
"Impressive."
All of a sudden, Tsa heard the voice of someone. The voice was close to him but he could not tell the direction. But it would take a long time for the smoke to fade away.
Someone appeared out of the smoke, someone who Tsa did not want to encounter, not in this situation.
A tall skeleton was in front of him. His skull, adorned with two crimson, glowing orbs in place of eyes, held a presence that transcended mere bones. These orbs radiated an otherworldly intelligence, a testament to his immense magical prowess and cunning intellect. They burned with a malevolent crimson glow, revealing a depth of knowledge that had spanned centuries.
"You are… Ainz Ooal Gown…"
"Correct."
The Platinum Dragon Lord's body entered into a dread situation. Ainz's skeletal visage, adorned with glowing crimson eyes, was a macabre sight that struck fear into the heart of the dragon lord. He represented death itself, an undead overlord who had transcended mortality. The notion of facing an entity that had conquered death was a thought that sent shivers down his spine.
Tsa felt completely powerless in front of this entity…
"That was an amazing last stand. Definitely, it goes on my list of one of the most powerful attacks I have ever seen."
"Were you the one who blocked it?"
"...Yes."
The smoke faded completely revealing the three Dragon Lords and the two female warriors unharmed and healthy. All of his efforts and the last attack had gone to waste. The Platinum Dragon Lord had no way to escape this time so he had to accept death… if the undead would allow that.
"You are the most powerful outsider that I have ever fought."
"That you have ever fought, huh? Tell me Dragon Lord Tsaindorcus… what do you know about outsiders?"
"That you come from a world, called YGGDRASIL, and you have powerful servants and weapons. And also… a guild."
Tsa turned his eyes at the flying castle.
"Eryuentiu, a very nice flying castle, but not the best idea to build this type of guild in YGGDRASIL. It's a very easy target."
"Seems like you have fought against them."
"Not really! After the War of the Nine Worlds, they were one of the many guilds that got destroyed by our allies, so I was not that interested after some nobodies.
Jeanne heard that but what was she supposed to do at this point? Ainz Ooal Gown has proven that he is unbeatable so she had to respect that even if it hurt her pride.
"YGGDRASIL seems like hell on earth."
"It is hell and heaven at the same time. That's why those who came before me were strong enough to leave a massive impact here. Dragons like you are bugs compared to the ones of YGGDRASIL but enough of that, why did you have to go this far? Why did you not seek an audience with me so we could have talked this out and prevented all those massacres?"
"Because I hate outsider like you who wants to conquer our world! I wanted to prevent another chapter of the Greed Kings! Also… I wanted to fix the crime my father committed."
"A crime? What did your father do?" the Sorcerer King got curious.
"My father, The Dragon Emperor held all the treasures that this world had to offer but to him, it was not enough. He wanted something more precious, more valuable than any type of treasure so he used his powerful wild magic to summon the treasures he wanted. He actually achieved that, but the treasure did not come alone…"
"World-Class Items."
"What?!"
"Those are YGGDRASIL's most powerful items that can change the rules of the world. I guess it was one of the Twenty that brought tier magic into this world and collapsed the wild magic. Also, another World Item might have been used to auto-translate every language barrier hence the reason why we understand each other. Those items are so broken that can break the balance of the world for good or bad. This explains everything, I'm I correct?"
"...Yes…"
He was out of words. This was the information that he had been searching for. It was mindblowing for someone who is native to this world.
"Also, I have another theory of my own of how that wild magic worked. You know, before my sudden arrival in this world, YGGDRASIL was at its final hour. Everything was going to be erased from existence. It was at the last second when I closed my eyes because I wanted to embrace the end but after that, I found myself in this world. I believe the others like me have been teleported here at the same time but at different periods. Some six hundred years ago, others five hundred years ago, centuries after centuries until my time. I believe my theory to be true, don't you think?"
"Whatever your theory is, everything that has happened so far is to the detriment of the inhabitants of this world."
"I should have kept that theory to myself. I mean, you are about to die anyway."
The Sorcerer King pulled a black sword out of thin air.
"Mark my words, Sorcerer King! One day you will meet your end at the hands of a Dragon Lord. This is not the end of my duty! This world will never bow to your feet!"
"Will see about that."
Ainz was about to kill the Platinum Dragon Lord but literally out of thin air, something giant fell down right behind Tsaindorcus. This thing was so massive that even blocked the sunlight, covering everything in shadow.
"Wow…" Ainz was surprised meanwhile Tsaindorcus was filled with joy.
It was a seven-headed dragon... its arrival was accompanied by a deafening roar that echoed through the land. The dragon's scales glistened like burnished armor, each head crowned with fearsome horns of varying sizes. The heads represented a spectrum of elemental affinities—fire, ice, lightning, poison, earth, darkness, and light. The creature's wings, vast and imposing, cast a shadow over the meadow, and its enormous claws gouged deep furrows into the earth.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I TOLD YOU AINZ OOAL GOWN! I TOLD YOU THAT YOU WILL MEET YOUR END AT THE HANDS OF A DRAGON LORD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
The Platinum Dragon Lord was screaming with joy to the point of madness. He never thought that he would be saved in his final hour.
"KULSHEDRA, OOOOHH THANK YOU VERY MUCH! THERE HE IS! THIS IS THE UNDEAD MONSTER THAT WANTS TO CONQUER OUR WORLD. DESTROY HIM NOW! END HE's…
~squash~
The Platinum Dragon Lord was crushed beneath the massive hand of this behemoth. Ainz just wanted to cut his head off clean, but this…
Now he had to deal with another enemy…
"Hmm, what was that?"
The dragon pulled its hand back, only to see The Platinum Dragon Lord with his eyeballs and guts out.
"Oh, Tsaindorcus… Didn't see you there."
"You killed your own ally."
"Ally? What ally?"
All the seven heads surrounded the Sorcerer King but he stood there unfazed by the presence of such a creature.
"Are you an outlier?"
"Maybe."
"Who are you and what's your purpose here?! My name is Ainz Ooal Gown, the Sorcerer King of the Kingdom of Nazarick!"
"My name is Kulshedra! My purpose is to do whatever I want because I am the most powerful dragon in this world, while bugs like that filth over there tremble beneath my feet."
The weight of her declaration held truth. There has never been anyone to this day in this world with the strength to beat her.
"So you are the next outsider, hmm? You look strong, skeleton. But I have to crush your dream of world conquest here."
"Thank you for the compliment, miss Kulshedra… But I'm not going anywhere."
"Oh really?"
A shimmering darkness enveloped her massive form, obscuring her from view. It was as though she had become a swirling vortex of night, an embodiment of obsidian and starlight.
From the depths of the enveloping shadow, a new form began to emerge. A petite silhouette materialized, drenched in the same profound darkness. Long, midnight-black hair cascaded down her back, reminiscent of the eternal night sky. Each strand shimmered with an ethereal luster, as if woven from strands of pure obsidian.
Emerging from her forehead were a pair of exquisite, curved horns, their color a rich, gleaming obsidian, imbued with an iridescent sheen. They spiraled gracefully away from her face, adding an air of regal mystique to her transformation.
A long, sinuous tail, matching the ebony hues of her hair and horns, trailed gracefully behind her. It swayed with a serpentine grace, a testament to the latent power she retained even in this more petite form.
In this second form, Kulshedra embodied an alluring blend of mystique and power. Her petite frame, long black hair, golden eyes, elegant horns, and sinuous tail combined to create a captivating presence—a Dragon Lord whose might transcended her physical size. Her transformation was not merely a change in appearance but a revelation of her multifaceted nature, capable of captivating all who beheld her newfound allure.
"So what do you think of my mighty form?"
She sounded almost identical to Keno. Ainz clapped his hands.
"Impressive, this world still continues to amaze me."
"Kukuku, flattery won't help you, undead. I took this second form because it would be annoying to fight a mosquito like you in my true form. I might crush like that one over there, kukuku."
"Worry not because, I will not disappoint you, miss Kulshedra… Mark my words."