The 300 Heroes of the Manga

However, this skill is originally from the Faith Department, so it may be a tool except for the problem.

Unwilling to think about that possibility, Ainz quickly used magic power.

"[Magic is the most powerful·Skull Barrier]! [Glory emerald body]! [Black hole]!"

Except for his shouts, nothing happened.

With a flick of the staff, he staggered to his feet, the transmitted light enveloped his body.

After flashing several times, he used other magic.

"…hateful!"

He thumped the ground heavily with his right fist, and Ainz's voice couldn't stop shaking.

The worst result was fulfilled.

All the magic in the higher-level professions are sealed. In other words, apart from the magic that comes with the staff, none of the magics above the seventh level can be used.

Now he, let alone pk at the same level, may not even be able to beat the 90th level mobs.

Lifting his head, he looked weakly at Cao Shurui.

The mixed emotions in his heart made the flames in his eyes unsteady.

But in the end, only that sentence was spoken.

"Is this your suppression...I, admit defeat."

Chapter 001

The eastern sky burned, and the real morning light spread to the earth.

No one would know that in a corner of the human kingdom, terrifying existences that were enough to crush this world and put it together once appeared.

When the sky clears, only the scorched earth welcomes a new day.

As agreed, Ainz retreated with the people from the large tomb of Nazarick.

And Cao Shurui also left here.

As for whether there will be adventurers coming to check the situation later, it has nothing to do with him.

Because he has left that world.

Standing on the altar, he silently closed his eyes.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was luck.

The Eternal Land is the same here and there, it is late at this time.

Standing on the circle of Lingji Lin, Cao Shurui's consciousness dived deep again.

The resurrection staff that had been absorbed by the system and the world-class cheongsam named Qingguoqingcheng were all turned into pure energy at this time, which outlines every word of the formation.

At a certain moment, the characters seemed to be liquefied, spinning and twisting together.

The power spiral of life and spirit blasted Cao Shurui's body along the circle of the magic circle, moisturizing his body layer by layer.

Unlike the followers, he only had two chances for the return of the Ascension.

Now is the second time.

The system tailored his advent material to improve his shortcomings.

Now, it is too exaggerated to describe him as a reborn, but compared to before his return, his level as a container has improved a bit.

Because this time the enemy is not as powerful as a few individuals, his ability value has not changed.

But even so, his physical body is now as powerful as the heroic spirit Hercules.

"I can't make you wait long...Red Dragon Seed."

—This time, we must make a break.

The desire to fight makes him unwilling to stay at home for a long time.

Wenrou Township is a hero's grave. Although there is no window period for Cao Shurui, who possesses the physique of a godslayer, his fighting spirit will wear out.

People are always tired and lazy.

Once the fighting spirit is gone, even if the strength is equal to that of the red dragon, it is impossible to survive.

Not to mention, Cao Shurui, who had never seen the Red Dragon with all his strength, still didn't know what he was doing.

So, returning home quietly, after a glance at the sleeping Mu Geng and the others, he went out non-stop.

He didn't forget, Esther was still waiting for him.

…

The blood devoured the world, Europe, and the domain of the king of war.

Arudiaru collar.

Since the death of his predecessor, Aludiaru, Dimitorie Vatola, in the terrorist attack on the Island of the God of Strings, there has been no new nobleman to take over.

However, the already perfect system will not fail because of a lack of someone who is only responsible for making decisions.

Therefore, the life of the demons is as usual.

On the street, all kinds of demons hurried.

They don't conceal their strength, even if they don't wear the kind of bracelets of the God of String Island, no one will mistake them for humans.

Therefore, if you want to describe the daily life of the Empire of Night, you can only use the four words of the group of demons flurry.

And it was in a small town in this principality where two young girls were walking in the street.

One is a little silver-haired loli wearing a talisman that she once wore on Xianjin Island, and the other is a female vampire who has recently gained fame.

Some old generations focused on her blood, forced her to offer it with force, and then she chopped it into scum on the spot with a ritual rapier snatched from the opponent's hand.

The real ancestor, the vampire without the heart and brain will die.

So, that old generation is dead.

Since then, her reputation has grown stronger.