I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 910: : The True King of the Undead

No matter what Albedo said, he used to be the manager of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, so he was very clear about what kind of props the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick possessed.

She had always felt that something was wrong with this person.

The familiarity in emotion.

Looks like someone who knows nothing about her.

And the few words just now are enough to explain the problem.

Who is it?

Albedo didn't think about Ainz Urgon, because at this time, Ainz Urgon didn't have the slightest bit of the Bone King's emotions, especially psychology.

Anz Urgon had no love for Albedo, and even felt a certain embarrassment about her enthusiasm.

Albedo is clear about this.

This time.

Albedo's power has begun to surge, completely locking the person in front of her.

Whoever comes, he must be left behind.

"Lord Ainz, please get out of there quickly!" Demiurge's voice reached Ainz Urgon's ears eagerly through the props, "The plan has failed, Gazef and the others The individual is coming, the blood emperor... this emperor has also gained power!"

At the same time, the entire Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick boiled.

Demiurge notified all the estate guardians immediately.

Ainz-sama is in danger!

I don't even care to complain, all the guardians of the stratum are all rushing here.

And at this time.

The Blood Emperor has arrived where Albedo is.

"Is it an undercover?" The Blood Emperor seemed to snort when he saw the man disguised by Ainz Urgong, "It's amazing, I have already sent someone to investigate all the information, and even used it. Is the hint of magic mixed in?"

"Don't underestimate the Great Underground Tomb of Anzarick." Albedo said coldly, "There are more props over there than you can imagine."

"More power than I have now?" The Blood Emperor asked back with a smile.

Albedo stopped talking.

Indeed, the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick has all kinds of powerful and terrifying props, one by one beyond the specifications of magic and power.

However, what comes out of the jar is even more magical and beyond imagination.

Those powers do not transcend this world at all.

Not sure why.

The Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick was compared, and Albedo still felt a little uncomfortable.

Now that it's all over, do you still have the emotion to remember it?

She sneered at herself in her heart, then cut off this little bit of emotion, stared at Ainz Urgong, raised her palm, and her figure had come to Ainz Urgong in an instant.

"Let me see who you are."

The slender palm contains more terrifying power than monsters. At the moment of contact, even indestructible diamonds will be easily crushed into powder.

What's more, this kind of body is only used for disguise.

Albedo knows very well that the quickest way to destroy the flesh of this prop is to smash it.

Under the power of this full-level warrior, an ultra-rare job transfer, Ainz Urgong's body was knocked out without any resistance, and the clothes on his body, along with his body, vanished in an instant.

Becomes explicit.

The bald white skeleton appeared in front of everyone, the core with a faint glow in the chest, and the chain around the neck, although it looked different from the gorgeously dressed undead king before, but all Everyone recognized it.

"It turned out to be the Demon King!?" The Blood Emperor's original expression with some laughter was put away in an instant.

Gazef immediately put on his golden armor.

Only the Holy Queen and Doomsday did not prepare for the first time.

"This is the Sorcerer Emperor?" Jue Ding looked up and down Ainz Urgong, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "This is not a man at all."

In this case, even if she is defeated, it is not a broken promise.

Albedo, on the other hand, looked at Ainz Urgong in disbelief.

It was him?

The possibility of being rejected by her in the first place turned out to be the most correct one, which is really...great!

"Looks like, I still underestimated your stupidity." Albedo's body began to appear dark armor, "You actually sneaked in alone, haven't those idiots been able to see through you yet? It's really just a group of dolls with imprisoned personalities."

Anz Urgon was silent.

Looking at Albedo in front of her like this.

It took a while.

Only said slowly:

"It's not that they don't understand, it's just... they're my companions."

"Companion?" Albedo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, her laughing body trembled, and she even seemed unable to control her emotions, "It's so funny, you actually treat those people as Your partner? It seems that you are even more stupid than I thought. No matter how powerful your body and strength are, you can’t hide your worm-like heart~IndoMTL.com~ All people are obviously because of their limited personality. Only when the mind is completely manipulated will it become your doll, crazy worship, and even obsessed with people like you."

Albedo spoke back, even gritting her teeth.

Because she remembered her failure.

Obviously trying to expose this person's weak heart, but it didn't work.

"Really?" Ainz Urgong's tone was calm, because he had already thought about it, he just asked calmly, "So, everything that happened in your memory is false. Yes? We grew up together, became stronger together little by little, and together we shaped the legend of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. Those battles and battles, in your opinion now, are all false? "

"Those are just games." Albedo said without thinking.

That's right, it's just a game. The so-called Supreme Beings, including the person in front of them, don't regard them as life.

And at that time, they didn't even have a soul.

"For me, that's not a game." Ainz Urgong stretched out his hands and intensified his tone, "That world is my reality, my real life, so I can come here. You can't imagine how happy I am to be able to watch the live you, and to be able to have a real conversation with you, Albedo, even if I bet everything, I will let you come back!"

At this moment, Ainz Urgon's unquestionable tone, that determined emotion.

As if he had truly become the king of the undead.

The true king of the undead.

Not the overlord in disguise.