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

Chapter 649 Counterfeiting
Central empire, imperial capital.

The Crystal Palace that stores twenty-one Saint-Slaying Spears.

This is also the largest magic crystal cannon launch pad in the world.

On the throne, the fourth divine general of the empire, White Spider Qixia, faced the surging black shadow in front of him, and couldn't help but think of his first encounter with the emperor.

About ten years ago, he was a farmer who could be seen everywhere. Because he liked arithmetic since he was a child, he was regarded as lazy and a hooligan by the villagers. One time when he went out, he met the emperor who was traveling privately, and his carriage got stuck in the quagmire. , after using his knowledge to lift the earth dragon chariot, he received the most favorable recruitment from the empire.

Looking back now, the man's eyes at that time were always secretly scrutinizing. Perhaps he regarded himself as a secret spy planted by other candidates before the election of the emperor. If he understood this, anyone would be frightened. Fortunately, he did not have the ability now. As sharp as it should be.

Being trained as a chess piece may have seemed to the emperor to be worthy of a counterattack, but as time went by, perhaps because he was too young, the original plot gradually disappeared and was replaced by the hard work of being a staff member.

Later, in the ceremony of electing the emperor, he helped the emperor win.

But there are star singers who prophesied in the world, which means that ascending to the throne of God is just the beginning.

The spirits of the Starsingers have been assimilated into the world, and they stubbornly want to complete their missions. According to the prophecy of the Starsinging, the empire will be destroyed by disaster, and the emperor will not be able to survive alone.

More than ten years have passed, and he has never told that person that he has awakened the protection that should not be born the day after tomorrow.

[The Protection of Imitation] allows the user to imitate the appearance and abilities of others through harsh conditions. Only the basic qualities cannot be changed. To a certain extent, it is even comparable to a certain Sin Archbishop.

He once secretly imitated the ability of the villain, the hand of forgetfulness that made people's minds and bodies regress to their childhood.

And after imitating the emperor, he successfully touched the cyan lightning, causing him to lose himself before setting off for the expedition.

Now that the first god-general is missing, the second god-general Arakira has taken his place, leaving the imperial capital relatively empty.

So he drove away the emperor and sat on the throne in his appearance.

……

"So you are the King of Bones?"

Looking at the shadows on the main hall, Qi Xia said as an emperor, when it comes to disasters, the Great Tomb is indeed the object that is most consistent with the prophecy. After all, even unofficial history has never made up the most powerful group that surpasses the number of people.

"I'm here to talk about cooperation." Pandora said in Ainz's tone. There was no fluctuation in her tone, only the ghost fire in the skull's eyes flickered.

"In fact, your situation is not very optimistic." Qi Xia lamented in his heart. He still could not change his staff's background. The Crystal Palace and the Saint-Slaying Spear were weapons that could only be used by the emperor.

"We can give up the big tomb. Maybe it seems to you to be a priceless treasure, but to us, it is just a stronghold. Such a stronghold only takes a while to build, and it is not something that cannot be parted with." Pandora said He told the lie that the Great Tomb was the headquarters of the guild. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Ainz-sama would not be able to be as happy as he said.

"What you pay, what you get, what you bear, these are the basis of negotiation. Your Excellency can't get the point right."

"Because the Great Tomb has always been the dominant one externally."

"Today is different from the past." Qi Xia shook his head. According to the information he received from the Holy Theocracy, the Xeon Group had already lost members before the true ancestor of the vampire was arrested, and the follow-up was not without any surprises. The True Ancestor is still in the group's internal network and has some vague knowledge of relevant information.

"Then let's use world-class props to prove our sincerity. Don't the empire want to be the only one?" Pandora said, "I am the highest-level ruler of death. I can use super magic multiple times independently. The Great Tomb and The Imperial Ministry of Magic has secretly merged, and within ten years, you will have the strongest magician group." Activate the world-class props of the King's Throne to transfer the Great Tomb, and leave the necessary disguise to make the coalition think they have won.

Lord Ainz's plan required the sacrifice of Demiurge and himself, but they had no complaints, not to mention that Lord Ainz had promised to find a way to resurrect the victims.

Pandora is the strongest NPC created by Ainz. She also has the ability to camouflage. The specific camouflage strength is about 80% of the target, making it difficult for most people to distinguish.

Qixia fell into silence. The prophecy was unstoppable, but if he took the initiative to merge with the disaster, there was a lot of room to consider whether the destruction of the empire and the death of the emperor could be avoided.

"Let me think about it."

"I'll wait here." Pandora replied.

Half an hour later, the two impostors completed the negotiation.

Pandora returned to her residence in the city. In addition to Ainz-sama and Cosest, who served as a guard, there was also an old man present.

The old man had a white beard that was nearly half his height. Her hair is as white as snow, but not sparse, her face is wrinkled, as if she has lived for a long time, her eyes are shining with sharp and wise light, she wears loose pure white robes, and there are countless small crystal balls hanging around her neck. The stringed necklaces and many rough rings on the dry fingers were all valuable magic props.

The high-ranking official of the Empire's magic——Fluder.

He usually lives in the Tower of the Singer. He is over 62 years old. His interest is all about magic. His overall level is LV. He is considered the strongest pure magician in the empire where martial arts are rampant. He can burst out improved sixth-level magic. .

The chief minister of the Ministry of Magic was kneeling before Ainz.

He has the protection of seeing through, and can see the highest level of magic that a magic spell caster can use, and whether others have the ability to use magic magic.

The Bone King Ainz in front of him was undoubtedly the bottomless abyss of death magic.

"I have only lived for magic in my life. I once again implore you to become your servant and hope to experience the glory of magic."

Ainz stretched out his hand bone and touched his chin. Because of Shalltear's betrayal, he was pessimistic about whether he could defend the Great Tomb. Although it was theoretically fine, he couldn't make fun of his own life.

After carefully reviewing himself, he discovered that his greatest advantage was not actually his strength, but the extremely long lifespan of the Ruler of Death.

From light to darkness, he lurked into the shadows again, parasitizing on the huge trunk of the empire to absorb nutrients, snooping on intelligence from around the world bit by bit, and then launching revenge in the future.

To accomplish this, a price must be paid.

Ainz decided to sacrifice Pandora and Demiurge. After a long time, he would always find a way to resurrect them. A small loss was just the moss of dysentery. A long-term vision was the way a king should behave.

As for Fluder, who took the initiative in front of him, this undoubtedly proved the correctness of his decision.

"Keep your head up."

(End of this chapter)