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And he also knew one thing at the same time...God is not invincible!

"retreat!"

"Ainz, the so-called fair fight. I have already experienced the power of your necromancer, so naturally you also have to experience the power of a magic swordsman..."

A faint voice reached Ainz's ears. When Ainz turned his head and stared at it, he saw that the figure on the opposite side had swung down the holy sword Safalicia.

"what is this……"

Suddenly, all the colors in front of Ainz, behind Ainz, the sky, and the ground under his feet were covered by the dazzling aurora. Ainz's eyes widened, and his figure, Albedo's figure, instantly be swallowed up.

This is not a magic swordsman at all...

"God loves the world—!"

Chapter 81 That's right, we earned it this time

The sun-drenched land is filled with vitality around the rocky belt.

When the evil was dispelled by the light, the green seeds of life emerged from the soil, and patches of lush green grass quickly filled the barren rocky desert.

The figures of Ainz and Albedo had disappeared, and only the purple-gold trimmed rags of the bachelor's robes and black feathers were scattered all over the field.

It's like a true portrayal of the phrase "spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, and it's time again...".

Jue Shi Jueming stared blankly at the surrounding lush green forest, and began to change the color of the rocky desert to lush green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is it really the power of the 'Magic Swordsman' to directly change the natural scene of a piece of land?

"It's over." The holy sword in Weston's hand was released, light appeared on the wrist guard, space ripples splashed, and the holy sword Safalicia automatically returned to it.

"Are they dead?" Jueming asked in surprise.

The blow just now was almost the "best blow with the strongest sacred attribute" that Jue Ming had seen in this world. If it wasn't for the fact that Weston was not a priest of the Faculty of Faith at all, she would have thought that this guy was Si Even the non-existent Holy Son that the Theocracy has hidden for hundreds of years.

Having said that, at this time, it is better to directly confirm whether the opponent is completely dead, instead of posing as a winner here, right?

"Aren't you going to confirm their deaths? Although there is no trace of them intact. But their identities are not that simple, right?" Jue Shi Jueming looked at this man suspiciously.

The conversation between this guy and the big skeleton necromancer just now obviously carried a secret conversation that only they knew.Although her cognition has not reached that level, she can also hear information inferences such as 'game', 'player', and 'other world'.

"What are you guessing? As my half-year girlfriend, I won't let you have a chance to betray. Not to mention destroying my good deeds. Even if you know something, but you have no way to go, I will I won't take you there. Do you understand?" Weston turned his head and smiled and scratched Jueming's face, with an expression that wanted to kill him.

"Uh~!" Jueming let out a leaking sound, staring angrily at the guy in front of him, and slapped his hand away.

After stepping back a step or two, Jueming let out a serious snort: "Liar. The resurrection magic you just said, you bastard, is you playing tricks on me? The magic of ten resurrection gems on your bracelet is nothing at all. No need for my resurrection magic."

But she felt disdain and surprise in her heart. What she disdains is the extent of this guy's fear of death, and what surprises her is that any priest of the faith system can achieve this level of resurrection magic.Just the success rate of engraving the resurrection magic on the gemstones on the bracelet belongs to the probability of the European series.

Not to mention the consumption rate of the priest's magic and magic aura.

"I'm sorry, I caused you unnecessary worries. But I'm not lying. If I die more than ten times, it will be your turn to save me with resurrection magic."

"You'd better die a hundred times." Jueming snorted coldly.

Just like how many people will collapse when they meet Weston, Jue Ming also has a feeling of "it's natural to get along with this guy, and I want to scold him if I'm not careful".

The kind of talk that can make others angry and forget the traits of captives or other relationships between the two can be called "racial affinity/hating degree MAX".

"Okay, it's time for us to go back to the capital too. You can ask this godman captain to report, the great sage will understand."

Jue Shi Jue Ming heard a strong killing intent burst out of the eyes of the 'Great Sage'.If it wasn't for the loopholes left in the other party's system, at least she wouldn't be captured by the guy in front of her and couldn't even escape.

"That damned great sage, I will never let her go."

Weston applauded: "Courage is commendable, but you can't escape her plot in a fight. Where I was in the past, I couldn't beat Altair, but she could easily deal with it. And you want to beat that Salted fish, it's not that I look down on you, you probably only rely on food."

"...You are looking down on people."

"Oh, is that so?" Weston naturally leaned into Jue Shi's ear, "Sorry."

Goo!

"You disgusting bastard—!"

……

On the other side, near Karn Village.

The Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, the first floor.

From the attack of the holy attribute restraining the undead, the ruler of death was burning with silver flames and knelt on the ground, making a low and muffled sound.Beside him, the black wings under the body of the peerless beauty were also burning with holy flames, looking at the Supreme in front of him with a embarrassed and weak expression.

"Master Ainz, are you alright..." Albedo said anxiously.

"It's just a level penalty. I was too blind and arrogant. I misjudged that man's strength because I thought he was of the same level as me." Ainz held on to the pain that seemed to be burning his soul, and immediately felt the pain on his body. Refreshed several 'negative energy' magical brilliance, the flame of the sacred attribute was barely extinguished.

Reluctantly standing up, Ainz ignored the tattered academic robes on his body, and began to check his condition.

The Lion of Nemea hung around his neck, and a silver necklace with a lion's head pattern was damaged.

The crown of spiritual defense, damaged.

Demon parasite cloaks, boots of acceleration, black belts... These expensive equipment left over from the guild in the past were all shattered under the "blow of the holy sword".

Although there is no panel at the moment, he feels that he can no longer use the exclusive skill of the 'solar eclipse' profession [Death is the end of all life], and his MP has also decreased a lot.

In other words, that blow completely cut off part of his full-level attributes.