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Chapter 502 Suzuki Satoru VS Momonga
The staff of the guild's artifact [Ainz Ooul Gong]... was pulled out almost at the same time.

The bombardment of magic and magic, the summoning of undead and undead, the addition of buffs... These things were carried out almost at the same time, wearing the same equipment, releasing the same magic, and having the same appearance Suzuki Satoru and Momonga, just like Both sides of the mirror.

It's just that Momonga's side has a clear advantage because of the help of the power of rules... Suzuki Satoru's side, because he needs to avoid more powerful magic, seems to be in a hurry.

"I didn't make any progress at all...me."

Momonga said, with the flames of the undead shining in his eyes, he looked at Suzuki Satoru, and said, "I thought you would be stronger if you lived longer... At least you have broken away from the previous thinking of fighting..."

"hateful……"

Suzuki Satoru felt a bit difficult, he didn't know how to defeat the enemy in front of him at all, he took out from his backpack... no, he couldn't take out any props at all, because he gave a lot of props to Tomorrow's Ark.

Including world-class props... Mountains, Rivers and Sheji Maps and the like...

Ah, but such props can't be used against the self who knows everything... Then, since the same magic can't defeat the opponent, how about this?
Suzuki Satoru who was thinking this way, the brilliance of flames emerged from his hands...

"Triple Magic, Most Strengthened Magic, First Fire!"

A flame similar to the flame used by Big Ember... Or, because of Suzuki Satoru's yearning for Big Ember, he went beyond the framework of game skills and used magic to release the magic...

The flames burned the enemy's death knight, using the opponent as the flame, spreading continuously, and then were easily blocked by the black mist... After all, magic is just magic after all, and rules are the ultimate power after all.

"what is this?"

Momonga asked in surprise... Then Suzuki Satoru didn't respond. He realized that the other party couldn't respond to such a spell, so he immediately prepared the next one...

"The most powerful magic Abyss!"

However, the surging black mud was engulfed by the black mist released by Momonga in an instant, and in the next instant... Momonga had come to his side, and his hand full of black mist rested on Suzuki Satoru's shoulder ...

There is no doubt that this will lose.

It must be too fast...

But, in Suzuki Satoru's thoughts, Momonga didn't attack at all... He didn't hesitate to give up the chance to kill Suzuki Satoru with one blow, so he just sat down and said, "Huh... it's over Alright, so I'm going to win..."

"Ah... uh... um, sort of..."

Suzuki Satoru responded in this way. He looked at the army of undead being disbanded by the other party. He blinked and gradually disbanded the army on his side, saying: "Aren't you going to solve me? Don't you think about that...resurrection?" ?”

"Me? There is nothing to revive my words. Although I really want to reunite with everyone in the chat room, I really don't have the consciousness to kill [you] and fight [myself] for this... The ground is better than the throne of bones Comfortable."

Hearing what Momonga said, Suzuki Satoru hesitated for a moment, sat down in front of Momonga, and said, "Didn't you go to the Ark of Tomorrow? You took the Great Tomb of Nazarick to another world?"

After all, the other party said something like [Throne of Bones]...

"No, I did go to Tomorrow's Ark..."

Oh, that's the same as me...

"Then, I intend to destroy the world..."

Eh? ! ! ! ! ! !
There was no shock on Suzuki Satoru's face, but the beating of the flames in his eyes clearly revealed the restlessness in his heart. He asked, "Wait...what's going on..."

"..."

Momonga has long thought about what the world would be like if his other self went to Tomorrow's Ark and that kind of thing, that kind of tragedy didn't happen.

He always thought that infected people were just sick people, and he was playing with his guild partners in the world of Tomorrow's Ark. With his strength at that time, he could also help everyone in the chat room...

He didn't understand why everyone wanted to persecute the infected. After Peperochino was injured by the self-destruct attack of the infected, he also became an infected... Momonga also began to understand the people of Terra.

The contradiction between the infected and the non-infected is not something that [treatment] can improve...

"..."

This world needs a Demon King...

That person can't be weak, that person must be extremely strong, loyal subordinates and a huge army, only in this way can all infected and non-infected people unite in the same hatred.

That candidate... I couldn't be more suitable.

"..."

"As Momonga, I rebuilt the Great Tomb of Nazarick, used the currency I built to revive the NPCs stored under the guild page, and then challenged the whole world... I am the devil king, not the devil king of Sarkaz (the devil) King), but the real Demon King.”

As Momonga said so, he propped his hands on the ground and said, "Therefore, Tallulah, Tower of Babel, Little Keno...all of them have united to attack me, and Little Keno...I chose to be the [Hero 】People."

"If the [Hero] who killed the [Devil King] knew that I was the one called Suzuki Satoru...the armored brother who helped her escape to the Tower of Babel, he would be very sad."

Momonga sighed helplessly, and said, "Only if you are strong enough, you can do everything. There may be other choices, but strength is necessary... My death is necessary."

"..."

Suzuki Satoru was silent. At first, he felt that if he wanted to get rid of those injustices, there was no need for him to use such a method, but... if he thought about it carefully, it was actually too reasonable.

If there is no Ember boss, then... there will obviously be a long and endless war between Ursus and the infected. During the process, the hatred and conflicts will intensify to an uncontrollable level.

Well, doing this would be the best choice...

The price is only the death of one person (myself)...

"..."

"Why not fake death?"

"It's not necessary."

"..."

The death of a friend brought the death of the heart... Do you despair of the world?

Suzuki Satoru made this judgment. He looked at the water that started to spread under his buttocks, looked at the black mist wall on the left, and thought that it might be Sylvie over there. He said, "Then, you have to listen to what happened on my side. Things? It's a very lucky story..."

"Well, there's still plenty of time... I have plenty of time to listen..."

(End of this chapter)