I, the Prince of Qin

　　The adventurers around were staring blankly at Mo Zhe.

　　Mo Zhe has always been not eye-catching, and it can even be said that most people only regard him as an assistant, or even a soy sauce for carrying things.

　　And Ainz, having confirmed his inner conjecture, was terrified.

　　Fortunately, I didn't have an impulse to provoke him and reveal my identity.

　　So, I'm really not cowardly, I'm cautious, I don't understand.

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　　ps: Thanks to Liangyihua for the reward!

Chapter 116 Chapter [-] There... there is air!

　　"Xiao Zhe?" Lin Shi didn't react for a long time.

　　"What's the matter?" The boy in front of him, as usual, answered his words casually.

　　The three necromancers rushed forward at the same time, he didn't even look back, a silver blade of light, as if he knew his thinking, flew out automatically, bringing the horror and despair of the necromancer to himself and others, and easily wiped out .

　　"Lin Shi, if you have anything to say, we'll talk later." Mo Zhe looked inside the cemetery.

　　The dark aura of death formed a vortex visible to the naked eye, revolving around the cemetery.

　　Countless high-level undead are still being generated.

　　Raising your hand, the ever-changing mercury floats in the sky with your heart, turning into bows and arrows all over the sky.

　　The silver light arrow fell like a torrential rain, sweeping away the undead nearby.

　　No matter the low-level carrion skeleton or the high-level death knight hell horse, they all roared and struggled in the silver shower, turning into ashes.

　　"Li Shuwen, protect Lin Shi and take them to a safe place." Mo Zhe ordered, facing the empty ground.

　　"Respect."

　　In the empty space, there was a respectful voice of an old man.

　　All the adventurers are staring blankly there, there is obviously no one there?

　　Ainz was even more shocked.

　　You know, he has been working with Mo Zhe for the past few days, doing tasks, fighting monsters, and chatting.

　　He was deliberately observing the two of them, and with his natural prudence (song), he kept guarding and vigilant about the surroundings without stopping for a moment.

　　But why didn't he know that there was another person beside him! ?

　　Can't see, can't feel, can't be detected by magic, even now, even after hearing his voice, he still feels that the place is empty, like the air is talking.

　　Even ghosts have aura!

　　Ainz only thought that one head and two were big. What happened to this world?Even the air is against me! ?

　　Li Shuwen's [Circle Realm Extreme] can perfectly manipulate his own breath and completely integrate with nature. As long as he is in this state, he is the mountains, rivers and trees, the earth and the air itself.

　　After receiving Mo Zhe's order, he only showed his face in front of Lin Shi for a moment.

　　Lin Shi only saw a kind old grandfather, wearing the robe of an ancient boxer, smiling at himself.

　　"Girl, please this way."

　　Li Shuwen thought about his words, after all, this girl, she couldn't tell when she would become an empress.

　　Lin Shi is usually carefree, but she is still a good girl who respects the old and loves the young. In front of the old man, she suddenly becomes cautious.

　　Looking back at Mo Zhe.

　　Mo Zhe moved his finger lightly again and eliminated some undead.That relaxed look is definitely not trying to be brave.

　　Surprised, dazed, puzzled... Then, the strange feeling he felt when he was knocked on the wall at his residence once again came to his mind.

　　The boy who always protects him, the boy who has been sticking together all day since he was a child, and who thought that he was already familiar with each other no longer. I don't know when, but he grew so tall, so powerful, so manly. .

　　Just like a man who is truly responsible, he walked in front of him unconsciously.

　　- This time, let me protect you.

　　The heartbeat appeared suddenly, as if to drown my mind.

　　Blushing, about to explode.

　　During Li Shuwen's escort, Lin Shi turned around several times and looked at Mo Zhe's relaxed smile.

　　Come back, please explain it to me.

　　Fool.

　　……

　　"Brother Feifei, see if you can stand it, how about you, do you want to go in together?" Mo Zhe smiled at Ainz next to him facing the gate of the cemetery.

　　Ainz hadn't recovered from the shock and confusion, so he could only keep calming himself: It's okay, it's okay, he doesn't know my true identity yet, I'm the adventurer Feifei, not the undead Ainz.

　　Ainz nodded cautiously while wrapped in full body armor.

　　His strength as a fighter had already been exposed to him, and at this time, he said that he wanted to leave, but he couldn't find a suitable reason.

　　What's more, this person, this guy named Mo Zhe, is really concerned about how strong he is.

　　As a current companion, it is a rare opportunity to observe closely.

　　Of course, the instant teleportation props in your hand must be taken well.

　　"Haha, I didn't expect Brother Mo Zhe to be so powerful. I used to be so ignorant of Mount Tai." Ainz pretended to smile boldly.

　　Mo Zhe didn't expose him either: "In this cemetery, there must be a caster. If we don't solve that guy, the matter will not end."

　　"My strength is limited, but I am willing to do my best. If I back down here, it will only be more difficult in the future." Ainz tried his best to keep his lines less rigid.

　　"Let's go." Mo Zhe stopped talking nonsense and entered the gate of the cemetery first.Ainz followed closely behind.

　　The undead army came like a flood.

　　Even though Ainz had no warrior skills at level 100, he could smash these undead to death with just a smashing sword.

　　A simple undead army of about level 2 and 30 is a dungeon in the early and middle stages of the game, and there is no problem with single brushing.

　　The problem still lies in the person next to him.

　　Mo Zhe strolled in the courtyard, and the silver light turned into a huge blade for a while, and with a whistling sound, he swept the army of undead head-on, leaving a neat line of ashes.

　　After a while, it was transformed into tens of thousands of weapons, bombarding indiscriminately, and the undead was concentrated in the place.

　　And so far, there is no undead that can get close to his body.

　　That mercury... that's mercury, right?It's mercury anyway.The power of those mercury is too exaggerated. A level 35 death knight will die when it touches it, and its shape changes in a thousand ways, making it impossible to guard against it.

　　Ainz slashed with all his might, trying not to leave the impression of a paddling, while quickly observing and thinking.

　　Mercury, also called mercury, is the 80th element on the periodic table, with the element symbol Hg.It is located in the 6th period and IIB group in the periodic table of chemical elements. It is the only metal that exists in liquid state under normal temperature and pressure. It has stable chemical properties, is insoluble in acid and alkali, and its compounds are mostly highly toxic...

　　No, what kind of middle school chemistry do I recite!

　　Can normal mercury kill the undead of level 30 or more with one knife and destroy the fire of the soul! ?

　　Calm down and think carefully.

　　Mercury, in medieval alchemy, was known as one of the holy triads.

　　In ancient China, it was heard that many royal families used it as an elixir of immortality.

　　"Ainz-sama!"

　　"That Berard? Tell me if you have something!" Ainz's thoughts were interrupted, and he was very upset.

　　"The lords of Nazarick have arrived. Now outside the cemetery, I found a small number of humans gathered not far away. Please show me the next move, Lord Ainz!"

　　"Don't act rashly!" Ainz almost shouted in his heart, "Especially Albedo! You have exposed your appearance before! Everyone hides their whereabouts and is not allowed to show up without my order!"

　　After thinking about it, Ainz added: "Don't get close to those humans, there are..." Paralyzed, how do you explain this? "...there's air in there!"

Chapter 117 Chapter [-] Are you a black dragon sent by monkeys?

　　"Brother Mo Zhe, be careful about that necromancer." The two fought and walked all the way, turning around a grave, and Ainz suddenly reminded him.

　　Mo Zhe raised his eyes and saw a large bone shelf floating in the air under the protection of a pile of corpses and bones, singing magic.

　　Ainz, your brother?

　　Mo Zhe spit out a groove in his heart.

　　In fact, it wasn't wrong. Ainz already had a full-level Necromancer rank, but on top of that, he added a full-level Death Ruler, Undead King, and other races and occupations.

　　The necromancer could almost be regarded as a super small Ainz himself.

　　Of course, this had to exclude Nazarick's own strength, the background of Ainz Ooal Gong's guild, and those world-class items.

　　But in general, observing the performance of the necromancer can provide a lot of reference.

　　Ainz watched Mo Zhe's movements carefully while he was on guard.

　　He is a melee fighter, Mo Zhe is... well, he is an all-around fighter for the time being. After all, he has never chanted magic.

　　Two warriors, facing the caster who is chanting the spell, the first reaction is usually to interrupt the casting, or at least prepare a countermeasure.

　　Of course, with Mo Zhe's ability, it is most likely to drop the necromancer in seconds with a single blow.

　　But the necromancer has a layer of faint white light all over his body. If you read it correctly, it should be a 4th-level magic: [Defense against intermediate-level magic weapons].Whether this magic is useful or not, at least it can provide some reference.

　　Ainz put himself in his shoes, assuming that he was fighting Mozhe, how should he deal with it.

　　The result was a daze.

　　First of all, that mercury weapon is a complete mystery.The undead so far have all died when touched.It is completely impossible to see how powerful it is, and what level of magic can be used to defend against it.

　　Ainz didn't dare to use his face to pick him up. He could only hope that these undead would be able to help him explore the depths.

　　Looking forward to the fierce collision between Mo Zhe's weapon and the magic of the deceased archmage, who knows that Mo Zhe doesn't care at all, the necromancer who has almost finished his chant is still walking in the cemetery, looking left and right have a look.