From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 596 Game
In the middle of the room is a huge round table exuding obsidian light, surrounded by forty-one luxurious seats.

But the seats are basically empty, with only two people on the side.

One of them is wearing a very exquisite black academic robe with golden and green decorations on the edges. The embroidery on the collar is slightly complicated, but it looks relatively matching.

His exposed head had no trace of flesh, and the empty eye sockets were burning with red-black light.

The person sitting on the other chair was not a human being either. It was a sticky gelatinous body with a body as black as tar that was constantly squirming, making people instinctively nauseous.

The former is the highest class incarnation of the great magician of the dead in pursuit of ultimate magic - the ruler of death, while the latter is the being with the strongest acid corrosion ability in slimes.

Two monsters are occasionally seen in the most difficult dungeons. The Death Ruler is proficient in massive magic, and the acid-etched slime is notorious for its ability to degrade equipment.

"It's been a long time since I saw you, Kuro Kuro. I didn't expect you to come here on the last day of the game." The ruler of death said.

"Yeah, it's been a long time. Momonga, you're still so energetic." Slime replied.

Both sides spoke in adult tones, but compared to Flying Squirrel, Heiro Heiro seemed a little listless, and realistic factors consumed too much energy.

Both of them are members of the Ainz Ooal Gown guild. If they want to join, they must follow two rules. One is to be members of the society, and the other is to only accept alien players.

Aimless chatting passed for a while.

The dark turbid water overflowing from the slime gradually became clear.

Heiro Heiro's head seemed to move and he said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Momonga, for making you listen to me complain all the time. It's really nice to meet long-lost friends after logging in, but it's time for me to log off."

"That's it." Momonga resisted the urge to sigh, "Then log out early and have a good rest."

Today is the last day of the YGGDRASIL holographic simulation game.

Kuro Kuro logged out of his account and the room became silent. Momonga leaned back on his chair weakly. He was the guild leader and was responsible for organization and coordination, so he had a good relationship with all the members. For his hard work, he planned to keep to the end.

A magic wand entwined with seven black snakes floated over. The painful and ferocious snake's mouth was inlaid with gems of different colors, and the handle was made of crystal clear blue and white crystal.

This is a guild weapon that can only be owned by each major guild. If it is destroyed, the entire guild will collapse. Therefore, it is usually not used to exert powerful performance, but is placed as a symbol for protection. among.

The moment he held it, Momonga seemed to have regained his strength. He stood up and left the conference hall. He walked around the city. It looked like a chalk castle full of solemn atmosphere, but in fact it was a huge tomb. In the past, he had encountered the biggest disaster since the server was launched. In a large-scale coalition attack, the player led a total of 1,500 NPCs to invade into the deep layers, but ended up being completely wiped out.

There are ten floors in the big tomb. When you walk to a spacious hall, there are several figures standing inside.

The first thing that catches the eye is an orthodox old housekeeper in a suit and tie. His hair and beard are all white, his straight back is like a sharp sword, and there are obvious wrinkles on his deep face. He looks amiable, but his sharp eyes are like It is a magic eagle looking for prey. There are six maids behind her, each wearing different colors of metal equipment and armor designed with the concept of maid uniforms. There is no helmet on the head, but a white headdress. They all hold different types of weapons in their hands. They are named A true warrior outfit.

Everyone has a wide variety of hairstyles, including rolled up hair, ponytails, straight hair, braids, curly hair, etc., but the one thing they have in common is that they are all beautiful women.

Their purpose of existence is to defend against foreign enemies.

Pushing the door open, it is a spacious room. Even if hundreds of people come here, it will not feel crowded. The ceiling is quite high when you look up. The walls are based on white and decorated with various gold-based decorations.

Several gorgeous crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling are made of colorful gemstones, emitting a dreamlike dazzling light. The walls are covered with huge flags painted with different patterns. There are a total of forty-one flags from the ceiling to the floor. fluttering.

In the room that uses a lot of gold and silver tones, there is a staircase with more than ten steps. At the top is a huge throne cut with huge crystals, with a chair back that is as high as the sky. A huge flag with the guild's logo is hung on the wall behind it.

Located in the deepest part of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, it is also the most important place - the Throne Room.

"Oh"

Even Momonga couldn't help but marvel at the aura of this room. He believes that such an exquisite design can be said to be one of the best in the game, and only here is the most suitable to welcome the final moment.

Momonga looked at the figure standing next to the throne. She was a beautiful woman wearing a pure white dress. She was smiling. The black hair opposite to the dress was full of luster, reaching her waist, and her irises emitted golden light. There are some abnormalities with the upright oval pupils, but otherwise her excellent appearance is impeccable, except that two goat-like curly horns have grown on the side of her head. Not only that, but black angel wings can also be seen around her waist.

The person's slender hands were covered with gloves that glowed like silk, and he was holding a strange weapon that looked like a short staff. At the front end of the short staff, there is a black ball floating lightly in the air without any support.

The Abyss of Hell, one of the eleven world-class props held by the guild.

The effect spreads widely, and the destructive ability to objects is extremely significant. It can be transformed into other styles of weapons. It has the characteristics of being indestructible and not deteriorating, but its attack power against living creatures is not as powerful as artifact-level props.

The succubus's name is Albedo, and she exists as the general manager of the floor guardians of the Great Tomb. She is responsible for managing a total of seven NPCs who are floor guardians. In other words, she is theoretically the top of all NPCs in the Great Tomb. character of.

Momonga climbed up the last stairs and came to the front of the throne, looking at Albedo standing next to him indifferently. Even when he entered this room before, he seemed to have never looked at her like this in his memory.

"What kind of role should we set her to be?"

The detailed settings unfolded, and the dense text filled the field of view, almost like an epic masterpiece. Momonga began to skip browsing only to pick out the key points. After reading the title, he quickly scrolled the page in one breath, ignoring the long text, and came to the final character. When setting it up, he was stunned for a moment.

[Also a bitch]
"This contrast is not good."

Momonga stretched out his bone palm to cover his face, and used the guild weapon to modify Albedo's settings. Although he was the only one left in the big tomb at the moment, he seemed to be sneaking around.

[Now I love Momonga]
(End of this chapter)