Zongman: A journey through time starting from the Supreme

The relationship with the Saigo family is at most a blood relationship.

Saigo's gaze looked far away and fell on the mountains in the north.

……

The huge platinum dragon wings covered the sky. Looking at the platinum dragon, Momonga felt extremely calm in his heart.

But now, Feishu is very disgusted with this calmness.

Because he knew that if he were still a human, he would probably feel a slight fear of this terrifying dragon.

Fear is definitely not a purely negative word.

It is because he can feel fear that he knows he is alive, and it is because he can feel fear that he enjoys the feeling of his inner emotions leaping.

But now, Feishu found that he had completely lost the feeling of fear, and he was gradually abandoning everything that made him human.

If there were no reminders from outsiders, it is estimated that Feishu himself would not have felt too much.

When he discovered that something was wrong, he had already been assimilated into the will of the undead, and at that time he would no longer have any regrets.

However, Saigo's advance warning made Momonga always aware of the changes in his mentality. He was also worried that one day he would no longer be 'Momonga', but would completely become 'Ainz Ooal Gown'.

It's like the Ship of Theseus. Even if his appearance hasn't changed at all, when his heart is completely replaced, is he still the good-natured guild leader he used to be?

It was this kind of fear that made Momonga resist the undead's assimilation into him.

Because he knew clearly that when the assimilation was completely completed, the man named "Flying Squirrel" would die completely.

He doesn't want to die. That is the greatest instinct of all human beings, which is to survive!

"Platinum Dragon King, Chaindulux Baixiong, I have been here for so long, and finally I have waited for you!"

Momonga stood between these mountains. He looked at the giant platinum dragon in the sky and uttered heavy words from his skeleton body.

"As you can see, I am the player who descended into this world this time. I am the enemy of all living beings in this world, and I am also the greatest enemy of your dragon race."

"Come on, defeat me, and defeat me, or I will destroy all the dragons and grant you absolute death!"

Momonga's words made the Platinum Dragon King look at him in doubt.

The Platinum Dragon King had already contacted many Dragon Kings in the dragon clan. Although not all Dragon Kings were willing to launch this war to exterminate the players, there were always a few Dragon Kings who agreed to his request.

Those dragon kings are all fond of killing, and they also want to get the dragons equipped by the players.

After learning that the Silian Theocracy could no longer hold on, the Platinum Dragon King wanted to return to the Council to arrange things there, and sent out his platinum armor to conduct a test.

After all, the Platinum Dragon King is not a fool. He dare not show his true self before confirming who the player is and the strength of the player who descends this time.

He absolutely did not dare to underestimate the strength of the players. Even during the heyday of the dragon clan, the dragons were almost slaughtered by the Eight Desire Kings.

Although the Eight Desire Kings eventually destroyed themselves in the civil strife, which was also influenced by the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan itself suffered greater losses.

Therefore, the Platinum Dragon King needs to plan before taking action.

After returning to the Council Kingdom, the Platinum Dragon King discovered that several other dragon kings of this country had been killed.

Although those dragons were not real Dragon Kings, but merely fake Dragon Kings claiming to be Dragon Kings, even so, this incident aroused the vigilance of the Platinum Dragon King.

It suspected that a player came here and began to secretly infiltrate the Council State and kill the Council members.

The strong sense of crisis made the Platinum Dragon King dare not stay here for long, but wanted to look for other true dragon kings. However, it never expected that it would eventually be blocked here by the flying squirrel.

What the Platinum Dragon King didn't expect was that Momonga actually called himself a player.

This means that the players who came to this world this time were more cautious and smarter than any previous players.

They chose to take action themselves only after they had intensely infiltrated this world.

No wonder almost all human countries fell so quickly, and even the people in those human countries were willing to follow under the command of these aliens.

In fact, the means of ruling these players are not cruel and tyrannical, but an advanced social system that the Platinum Dragon King has never heard of.

The players who came this time were the strongest players in history, not because of their strength, but because of their methods and ideas!

A huge barrier rose up, completely covering the mountain range.

This is not Feishu's world prop, because his world prop has also expired. This is an advanced barrier prop belonging to the game.

Next, he will fight with the Platinum Dragon King in this barrier and use this fight to allow himself to maintain his humanity.

The skeleton-like flying squirrel slowly took off all his equipment. He said to the dragon man Sebastian standing behind him:

"...Sebastian, come and help me. If I'm in danger, you must come and save me."

"Yes, Master Momonga!"

Sebastian responded respectfully.

Momonga still clearly remembered what Saigo told him, that the armor, weapons, and props he had were not important things.

On the contrary, these external equipment will only protect him in the ivory tower, preventing him from truly crossing the extraordinary node.

Momonga may not understand, but Saigo knows that these so-called equipments will become completely ineffective after leaving this world.

What Momonga can rely on is the power of the immortal bestowed upon him by the rules of this world.

Only after taking off his equipment could Flying Squirrel feel the great terror between life and death in the fight with the Platinum Dragon King, allowing him to completely grasp human nature in that terror.

Momonga has absolute trust in Saigo, so he is willing to follow Saigo's instructions and take off all his equipment to fight this terrifying dragon!

"But Zaratul, I am still afraid, so I asked Sebastian to support me."

'But this fear makes me feel strangely happy. I still have the feeling of fear. I haven't turned into an immortal monster yet.'

"This is what you mean by that only when between life and death will humans produce fear for the sake of survival instinct, and use fear to induce the arrival of humanity."

"I think I understand what you mean. This time I will rely on my own will and use my life as a bet to defeat the enemy."

'Anyway, if I completely lose my will, it would be no different from being dead.'

At this moment, Momonga strengthened his mind.

He didn't want to be like the six gods or the eight desire kings who were players hundreds of years ago and self-destruct in a mental breakdown!

When Momonga found out that the Six Great Gods and the so-called Eight Desire Kings were the players, he understood that the players were not invincible. On the contrary, their fragile spirits would only lead to their own destruction.

If you want to survive, you must make yourself stronger and be able to grasp the power given by God! .

Chapter 57: The Death-Death Wine with Severed Limbs

In order to resist the invasion of the Great Tomb, the Silian Theocracy took out all the treasures in its boxes this time.

A young man in plain clothes stood in the center of the battle formation, wearing a helmet that looked like a crown on his head.

Countless spikes from the inside of the helmet pierced into his brain, leaving blood oozing from the crown and the edge of the boy's head.

The crown is golden yellow, and countless small gems are dotted on the thin metal wire that is like spider silk, like a spider web with raindrops sticking to it.

And in the center of the crown is inlaid a gem that looks like black crystal.

This is one of the greatest secret treasures of the Silian Theocracy, a symbol of the Miko Princess that can raise the level of magic that can be released.

This is not only a treasure left by the six gods, but also a disposable prop.

Because there is no way to safely remove the crown, the only way is to destroy the crown and the person bound by it.

To put it simply, it is to completely transform a person into an advanced magic prop, into a weapon that only knows how to release magic.

Under normal circumstances, the Theocracy would not use such things, but when faced with a life-and-death situation, the Theocracy had to take them out to resist the invasion of demons.

In every phalanx of the Theocracy's army, there are believers wearing the witch queen's crown who choose to sacrifice themselves to resist the devil.

Wearing the crown is equivalent to becoming a dead person, but at the same time, he can release magic close to the sixth level.

For the natives of this world, level 6 magic is almost at the level of forbidden spells.

However, for the guardians of the great tomb and the demons summoned by them, most of the so-called sixth-level magic are completely immune.

On the battlefield, these crowned killing machines used all kinds of magic, but those magics didn't even cause any ripples when they fell on the guardians.

If this world were still a game, the word "resistance" would definitely appear above the guardian's head.

Although this magic did not cause any pain to them, the guardians were still extremely furious at the brutal attacks from the ants.

"What a bunch of disgusting little bugs. Although I like to see them showing off in front of me and then being scared to death in extreme fear."

"But, I am being watched by the Supreme Being right now. If ants like you get too excited, it will bring shame to the Supreme Being."

Demiurge's figure stood in the sky. He was wearing a gentleman's suit, with one hand behind his back and the other hand supporting his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He let all that messy magic hit him, and not even a speck of dust was raised by it.

He could see the fearful and desperate eyes of the many warriors of the Slaine Theocracy beneath his feet. As a demon, he liked such eyes, which made him feel quite happy.

If he were alone here, Demiurge would have tortured these humans slowly and methodically, made magic scrolls out of their skins, and used their flesh and blood as sacrificial objects.

But now he was being watched by the Supreme Being, so Demiux could only restrain his evil taste.

Because he knew that the Supreme Being preferred quick and decisive killing and had no interest in such cruelty to the weak.

"The Supreme One is truly merciful. There is no other great being more merciful than the Supreme One."

Demiurge sighed, then he revealed a happy yet ferocious smile and snapped his fingers at the many Theocracy warriors below.

The people of the Theocracy, wearing the witch queen's crown and transformed into advanced magic props, screamed and flames appeared on their bodies.

Dark fire spewed out of their eye sockets, nostrils, mouths, and ears, instantly burning away their flesh and skin, leaving only a charred skeleton.

In the blink of an eye, these high-level magic props turned into skeletons.

However, they did not die but were transformed into undead creatures. They manipulated the power of the Witch Queen's Crown and, under the horrified eyes of other people in the Theocracy, launched a massacre against their former comrades.

Such a scene made Demiurge laugh out loud with joy. His slender figure landed among the demon army. He strolled on the battlefield and led his many demons to start a gluttonous feast.

From time to time, Demiurge would secretly look towards the distant hilltop where Saigo was.

He was sensing the emotions of the Supreme Being.

If the Supreme Being is happy, then he will continue to kill slowly to satisfy his own evil taste.

If Demiurge sensed the displeasure of the Supreme Being, he would instantly speed up his killing speed and stop playing.

For Demiurge, his own feelings and pleasures were not important; what was important was to satisfy the Supreme Being.

While Demiux was playing his own killing game, the other guardians were also carrying out their own massacres.

"Ha, you can actually control magic within the scope of time. It seems that you are not that bad."

"But your magic is just that. You say it controls time, but in fact it is just manipulating your own perception. How much can you increase your speed?"

"Ten times, or a hundred times?"

Shalltear was wearing a fiery red dress. Her skin was pale and bloodless. She walked aimlessly on the battlefield filled with blood and flesh.

She was trimming her nails with a pair of nail clippers and making mocking sounds at the lady in front of her.

In front of Shalltear was a member of the Theocracy with an ordinary appearance, petite stature, and holding a rapier.

It is the second seat of the Black Scripture, 'Time Turbulence'.

As its name suggests, this Black Scripture possesses the power to manipulate time.

Of course, as Shalltear said, her so-called manipulation of time is actually more about controlling her own perception.

Then, relying on his powerful physical strength, he follows that perception, giving people the illusion of manipulating time.

"The Supreme One said that we should be more serious. Yes, that's true. If you accidentally dirty my clothes, the Supreme One will dislike me and no longer favor me."

"Even if I were to extract your soul and let you feel the burning of hellfire, I would not be able to make you pay for your sins."

"So let me kill you all in the cleanest and most efficient way possible."

Shalltear finally put away her nail clippers.

Then, under the horrified gaze of the Second Seat of the Dark Scripture, she suddenly wore a set of blood-red armor.

Shalltear instantly transformed from an elegant young lady into a Valkyrie fighting on the battlefield.

She held a spear that looked like drops of blood in her hand, and transformed into a beam of red light amidst her extremely joyful laughter, moving forward and instantly piercing through the second seat of the Dark Holy Scripture.

The blood-red light was like a bunch of terrible insects, drilling into the body of the Second Master of the Dark Scripture. Amidst his desperate and painful screams, the blood threads completely devoured his flesh and blood!

On the other side, a muscular man wearing armor covered with thorns appeared in front of Albedo.

This sturdy man was over two meters tall, holding an axe that was even bigger than himself, and stood on the battlefield like a city wall.

He is the tenth seat of the Black Scripture, known as 'the strongest among humans', and his appearance alone gives people a sense of panic as if they were facing a monster.