Everyone was obviously still in high spirits and most of the consumables were still there, but after finding the vertical acupoint leading to the lower level of the Altar of Destruction, they quickly decided to return home temporarily, which puzzled Ainz who lacked relevant knowledge.
In this regard, his temporary teammates who already respected him patiently gave him reasonable explanations that were enough to convince him.
"Really, I think I have experienced a lot. This is also an experience I have never had before, and I really benefited a lot." Ainz politely nodded to everyone to express his gratitude, raised his hand, and still tried his best to show his humility and responsibility.
Attitude and character.
"No, we are our companions for this entrustment. It is necessary, so you don't need to mind." Someone replied very politely.
Then everyone regrouped and headed back.
Before Ainz left, he glanced down again. Most humans would not be able to notice it, but Ainz noticed that someone who could easily kill these people or even kill most of them in an instant peeked in here.
Perhaps the user or maker of the "Cupid's Arrow".
He secretly thought that playing the role of a warrior would be quite troublesome. If not, it wouldn't matter if he just relaxed a little.
But why didn't those people below attack? Although Ainz showed some strength, he probably didn't show enough to scare those people away from the challenge. Was it because his intuition was sharp or that he had become conservative?
Ainz shook his head slightly, and followed the returning team as the rearguard. As long as the Gorgon did not come out, he should be able to easily deal with other basilisks and traps, as long as he maintained the mentality of "be careful when sailing a thousand-year-old ship" and did not be careless.
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Altar of Destruction, seventh underground floor——
Different from the rigid stone space on the upper floor, although the workmanship here is also crude, it has a considerable degree of residential atmosphere.
Representatives of several demi-human and monster races, including snake-haired people, snake-bodied people, snake kings, naga, multi-headed basilisks, etc., are here to discuss matters related to this invasion. Similar things are being added downwards at the Altar of Destruction.
During the period of counting, it is not that it has never happened, but it has always made the opponent unable to come back, and sometimes he can be captured and used as a coolie for a period of time.
Several of their communities do not belong to a country dominated by their own race, but are equivalent to small communities that are left alone and migrants who have left the group for various reasons. Some of them came because they heard that the northwest corner of the continent is the granary of the orcs' tooth-beating festivals.
After moving here, I discovered that this was not the case at all, and did not want to condescend to humans and the dragons and fairies that ruled this area, so a community developed from people who lived a desolate life far away from civilization.
But decades ago, they were gradually collected by two purple twintails who looked like humans but unabashedly exuded an aura more like that of a superior race. They were given a place to live and asked to fight to protect and develop this place.
The first generation was given abilities such as charm, but after so many years of "taming", they no longer have any resistance to this place, even if they are no longer charmed.
There was a tremor in the room, and the huge multi-headed snake monster Norodono, which occupied almost half of the room, came over. Its nine heads and eighteen huge eyes looked down at the top snake king Granner.
Grannar is a demi-human with a mighty figure, like a snake with hands. The entire set of armor, shield, and broadsword standing on his back are all rune weapons made by dwarves. But even if you don't look at these, Grannar is a
Like scales that emit rainbow light, their defensive power is comparable to dragon scales. If a giant is entangled with its body, it can crush its flesh and bones. As an upper-level subspecies of snake-like people, it has a long lifespan, although it is not as good as a creature like a giant dragon.
But at fifty years old, he is in his prime.
Granner didn't care at all about the oppressive feeling emanating from Norodono, and said, "Why, are you dissatisfied with calling you back just now?"
Norodono's head said in turn——
"I know the intruders,"
"As a human being, we are the best among them,"
"But it shouldn't be too much to handle, right?"
"Don't get excited, don't get excited, the enemy is not simple." said Slashu leader Roche.
"Hmph, you are useless except for sneak attacks,"
"You also went to war without permission,"
"You won't be completely scared just because you were killed."
"Although those adults are very kind,"
"But I won't allow useless guys to stay here."
"Your Excellency Norodono, can you finish it all in one sentence like me? Is it tiring to listen to this, or are young and ignorant guys particularly fond of shouting?" The one who mocked was the Gorgon Queen who seemed to have more heads -
Not Gorgon, but the indigenous snake-haired man of this world, Mirza Cupil.
Then all the snake heads of the multi-headed basilisk Norodono and the snake-haired queen Mirza stared at each other and spat out words, and the room was filled with "hissing" sounds for a while.
"Have you had enough trouble? It's normal for strong people to have individual personalities. Those adults will also be happy about it, but I really hope you can learn how to write the word coordination. Alas," Granner sighed and waved his hand.
Bending away the air that made him want to frown, he said, "Lord Stheno personally ordered that the dangerous black armor be treated personally. As for the others, they asked us to separate it and give it to them.
Their fear is deep in their bones."
"I see, that's what happened."
"Although he looks like a human being, he can still make us fascinated, but when he fails to do so, he will show such cruelty. He is really a terrifying adult."
"But it seems like that's all I can do after I feel depressed, besides being angry and looking for my sister." Naga, who also participated in the discussion, said.
His name is Labaras Stania Ai Indren. He is named this way not because his status is extremely special in this circle, but because his race likes to make their full names very long. Of course, in fact
She is strong enough to reach the heroic realm and has enough wisdom to see that part of the truth behind the Gorgon elder sister and the second elder sister's pretense is that she has just succeeded her predecessor and has little experience.
"Newcomer Labalas, I think it is necessary to teach you how to measure the pure combat power of two adults, Stheno and Euryale. You will be severely tortured when dealing with them. Generally, you will not die. Will you become a waste?
I don’t know, cackle, cackle.” The snake-shaped man Ishua said and let out a shabby laugh. He looked very much like the Snake King’s little brother. The difference is that his body does not have a rainbow light. Of course, in fact, there is no blood relationship at best.
He is a relative, but since he can stand here, his strength is naturally not much weaker than the one at the top.
This statement comes from experience. Stheno and Euryale look very weak. In terms of combat power, everyone present can defeat them, but in fact they have almost no ability to resist.
