The Axis Cult has received mixed reviews.
Although the church is philanthropic, and even often quarrels and even fights over whether it is a breast party or a leg party, they are very, very united. If someone bullies them, they must fight back.
The nobles of the kingdom have repeatedly said that he is a small role who cannot become a big player, but they still dare not provoke those guys with brain problems. Otherwise, they will slander and spread rumors, or they will personally come to tell you about Three Days and Three Nights Akusi. How wonderful Sri Lankan religion is.
The most important thing is that these guys are extremely paranoid and fanatical people, like a candy bar, they will never give up until they achieve their goals and their methods are extremely cruel.
"So, what do we do?"
Ainz had originally planned to take action himself, even if his special scroll was revealed, it didn't matter. After all, sharing a secret could increase their goodwill and shorten the distance, but now he wanted to see what Krillin would do.
"2-8."
"What?"
"The numbers Nina wrote down before he died."
Xiaolin pointed to the corpses piled in the corner - the digital blood stains under Nina's body, and motioned for the two of them to look at the clues.
The non-existent brow under Ainz's helmet frowned, and he said: "I also saw that number. Although I don't know what the number means, I guess it may be an intersection that divides the entire town into eight equal parts vertically and horizontally, or It’s just 2-8, but..."
That's a false clue.
"That's a false clue."
Krillin revealed what Ainz was thinking, and it was obvious that he also discovered this.
Then I heard again: "Let's not talk about whether Nina had enough time to think so much when he met that perverted woman. Even if it was true, he would not leave such ambiguous information. Even if the cover of the sewer is opened, it is just to lure us into false conclusions. The disguise of a conclusion.”
Beautiful reasoning, comparable to that of Demiurge.
Ainz admired inwardly.
His intelligence is indeed not higher than that of other people, not even his relatives, but he will never lose to others in the importance he pays to his enemies.
"Originally, I suspected that Nfilia had been kidnapped into the sewers, but thanks to that perverted woman's cleverness, she eliminated an option for me. Of course, after I calmed down, I discovered that there was only one place she could go."
"Where? My grandson! Where was Nfilia kidnapped?!"
"……cemetery."
Xiao Lin's calmness was in sharp contrast to Li Ji's excitement.
Ainz touched the helmet on his chin, and after thinking carefully, he said, "I see, because you need to use the [Crown of Wisdom] to summon the army of the dead, and the only place with the most bones is the cemetery."
Now it makes sense.
Although Ainz can also find the location where the enemy is hiding, it takes a lot of scrolls and time to determine, but Kobayashi relies on information collection to sort out the entire process in a very short time... Well, this is how he continues to collect intelligence about this world. s reason.
The Supreme Being of the Great Tomb of Nazarick found a perfect reason for what he had been doing.
"Then, what is my mission?"
Now that the murderer's location has been found, it is time to arrange their respective tasks, and Ainz also vaguely guessed what his task was.
"Escort me deep into the cemetery."
really.
With the vengeful character Xiaolin showed just now, he must be planning to execute the murderer himself, but the road to the cemetery will probably be blocked by an army of zombies, and at this time he will be needed to help.
"No problem, I accept it."
Ainz is very confident and domineering.
Generally speaking, I will refuse because I don’t know how many zombies there are and it is too difficult to do it alone. However, in order to win Xiao Lin's favor, he was willing to put in a lot of effort.
"In addition...according to the information I have collected, there is a high probability that Clementine has an accomplice."
"You mean you want me to deal with another person?"
"No, just hold off."
"Well."
Ainz pondered. It doesn't matter even if you let him deal with another person. Doesn't it look too out of character to just help him blindly?
"You guys are too pushy!"
"Miss Nabe..."
"Lord Momo is willing to condescend to help, but you dare to ask for more excessive conditions for this shameless low-level creature."
"That's enough, Nabe."
Ainz stopped Narberal's anger, but in his heart he gave her a thumbs up.
It’s so timely!
Because he was not easy to talk to, only Narberal making such a fuss could make the other party realize how much he had done.
"...I'm sorry. I know I'm a little shameless, but I can increase the reward accordingly."
"High risk, high reward" is an iron rule in the adventurer industry, and it is understandable that Xiaolin would think so. However, Ainz didn't care about the reward. No, it would be better to say that there were more important things than the reward.
"Then, I don't want payment, I want a favor from Mr. Kobayashi."
"Favor?"
"That's right. Mr. Xiaolin is the largest nobleman in the kingdom, and he is also the leader of the church. I think favors are more valuable than money."
"...Indeed. Okay, I agree."
Success!
Ainz clenched his fists slightly excitedly.
Favor is second, and the main thing is to be able to interact with Xiao Lin. In the future, it will be easier to collect information from the other party and determine whether the other party is, as he thinks, a person from another world like himself.
Give your social media a thumbs up.
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[E·Rantel] About a quarter of the outer city wall is a public cemetery, which occupies almost half of the huge area on the west side. Of course, other towns also have cemeteries, but they are not so vast.
This is to suppress the creation of the undead.
Although there are still many unknowns about the reasons for the creation of the undead, unclean things are often born in the dying places of the living. Among them, the dead who died unexpectedly and had no one to care about them were most likely to be reincarnated, so the undead often appeared on battlefields and ruins.
In order to prevent the dead from turning into the undead, a fortress city close to the battlefield of the empire needs a huge cemetery for people to pay their respects.
For that part, the same goes for Empire.
The three parties had concluded an agreement during the war, and each other solemnly paid tribute to the dead. Even if they fight each other, they will still agree that the undead who attack the living are the common enemy.
Not only that, the undead have another problem.
That is, if left unchecked, stronger undead will easily emerge, so adventurers and guards will patrol the cemetery every night to eliminate the weak undead as soon as possible.
Away from the line between the dead and the living.
Although the four-meter-high wall is not as high as the city wall, it is enough for people to walk on it. The gate is also quite strong and solid, and it is absolutely impossible to break through easily.
There is a staircase on the left and right of the gate, and a lookout is set up next to the wall. There are five people in each shift. The guards yawn and take turns to monitor the cemetery below.
A guard with a gun looked absently at the cemetery, stretching while chatting with his companions.
"It's very peaceful tonight."
"Yes. There were five skeletons before, right? Judging from the frequency in the past, it feels like it has decreased significantly."
"It would be very lucky if the soul of the deceased was also summoned back by the six gods."
Following this topic, other guards joined in and continued to argue about which kind of undead was more difficult to deal with.
at this time--
"Quiet!"
One of the guards suddenly stopped shouting, and then looked at the cemetery intently, as if he could see through the darkness. Attracted by this move, the other guards looked towards the cemetery.
"What's wrong?"
"...Didn't you hear it? And although there was no movement, it seemed to smell like earth. Didn't you dig a grave before? It smelled very similar to that time..."
"Don't make such a joke..."
"Eh? Hey, look!"
Another guard points to the cemetery.
Everyone's eyes were focused on that point. Two guards were running towards the gate. Both of them were panting, their eyes wide and bloodshot, and their hair covered with sweat was stuck to their foreheads.
The sight before him made the guard feel bad.
The soldiers patrolling the cemetery were at least operating in groups of ten. Why did only two of them come back, and why did they come back in a panic?
"Quick! Open the door!"
"Open the door quickly!"
Seeing the two men shouting desperately in front of the door, the guards hurried downstairs and opened the door. Before the door could be fully opened, the two guards crawled in from the cemetery.
"in the end……"
"No time to explain, close the door quickly!"
The two guards leaving the cemetery interrupted the inquiry with pale faces, gasping and shouting. Seeing such an unusual behavior, the guards were all horrified and worked together to close the door again.
"What happened? Where are the others?"
"He, they were all eaten by the undead!"
"Wha... go up there and take a look alone!"
The panicked voices of the two guards were mixed with cries, but the captain of the guard felt more and more dangerous. His hair stood on end and he immediately gave the order.
One of the guards hurriedly climbed the stairs. Halfway there, he stiffened and stopped moving.
"What, what's wrong!"
"The undead! A horde of undead!"
He raised his ears and listened carefully, and sure enough, there was a sound like a galloping horse coming from the other side of the wall. Not only the guards just now, but all the guards were speechless at the sight in front of them. A jaw-dropping number of undead were heading towards the gate from the cemetery.
——Zombie Rising? !
"This exaggerated amount..."
"What the hell is going on! It looks like there are more than one or two, at least thousands!"
There are countless undead people in places where the light cannot shine. It is difficult to estimate the total number if you include the shadows that are about to move in the darkness.
Carrying the stench of corruption, countless undead are swaying like dark clouds constantly approaching the door. There are not only zombies and skeletons inside, but also a rare number of powerful undead - ghouls, evil spirits, corpse demons, Rotting corpses etc.
The guards couldn't help but tremble.
Because the town is surrounded by walls, the undead cannot attack ordinary citizens as long as the walls are not breached.
But even if all the soldiers are dispatched, it is not known whether they can stop such a large group of undead. After all, the guards are just civilians wearing armor.
Not only that, some undead can also turn the killed people into undead of the same kind. If one goes wrong, the guard may even turn into an undead and attack his companions. However, if they are not swept away as soon as possible, ferocious undead capable of flying will appear sooner or later. This premonition causes the guards to panic even more.
The wave of undead came to the wall.
Dong dong dong——
The swarming undead with low IQs couldn't feel pain, so they knocked on the door randomly, as if they knew they could attack the living people inside just by breaking down the door.
Dong dong dong——
There were constant sounds of slapping sounds, the screams of the door being pushed, and the low roars and moans of countless undead. There is no need for wooden stakes or trebuchets. The undead who don't mind being smashed into pieces and keep colliding with each other are like siege weapons.
The guards who witnessed this scene were already sweating profusely.
"Hurry up and ring the bell! Call the guard station for help! You two go notify the other doors of the emergency! The people behind will take guns and stab the undead near the door from above!"
The captain of the guard was the first to react, and then he quickly gave instructions.
After hearing the order, the guards remembered their duties and began to lift their spears and stab the undead below. It was as if the undead had gathered to flood the city. Any shot could hit them.
Draw the gun, put the gun away, and draw the gun again.
The stench of muddy filth and corruption came out, and the guards whose noses were numbed by the stench were like operators repeating mechanical movements. Several undead lost their lives again. After falling to the ground, they were trampled to pieces by the undead behind them.
Because they were undead who lacked intelligence, they did not fight back against the guards who were constantly attacking with guns. They just performed mechanical repetitive actions, and therefore gradually lost their sense of crisis.
As if he had noticed this——
"Wow!"
A scream sounded. Looking in the direction of the scream, a guard had a long thing wrapped around his neck that was squirming. It was a smooth pink intestine.
There is an egg-shaped undead where the intestines protrude. There is a huge vertical gap in the front of the body. Inside the gap, the internal organs of several people are constantly squirming like parasites. Those are the undead called visceral eggs.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
The intestines pulled the guard's body forward, and before he could save him, the guard screamed and fell down.
"Help, help! Who will...save me! Help me! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Wails sounded.
Each guard witnessed the tragic fate of their companions, and their bodies were eaten alive by the gathered undead. The body protected by the armor and the attempt to protect the face are more like delaying this cruel tearing time. Fingers, calves, face, everything was chewed up.
"Everyone retreats to the wall! Hurry!"
Seeing that the Viscera Egg was ready to move again, the guard captain quickly ordered a retreat. Then all the guards hurried down the stairs, and the undead banging on the door could be heard getting louder, and the wailing from the door was now clearly audible.
The tragic feeling became more and more intense.
The chance of holding on until reinforcements arrive or no stronger undead will appear is too low. As long as the door is broken open, a wave of death will come, and there is no telling how many people will die as a result.
Just when the word despair was written on the faces of all the soldiers, the sound of rattling metal sounded from behind, and a warm light enveloped them, and their anxious and anxious hearts suddenly became extremely calm.
Reflexively look in the direction of the sound.
In front of him was a man with aqua-blue hair combed straightly and a priest-like appearance with his hands raised. Behind him was a dark warrior equipped with full body armor, and an incongruously beautiful woman.
"Hey! Leave quickly -"
The guard was about to shout to expel them, but a huge black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, covering him and all the guards.
"What?!"
Turning around again, I saw a shadow that was taller than the four-meter-high city wall. It was a huge undead made up of countless corpses, a giant of the undead!
"Ruined……"
Despair filled the guards' faces, and their legs collapsed on the ground. They had given up hope of living.
However, when they thought this was the end of their lives, they saw the priest in front of them raising his right hand with the necklace and calmly saying to the undead giant:
"—Purification."
The next moment, the light blooms!
The sudden light illuminated the dark night, and at the same time brought tears to the eyes of the guards... It was not the emotion of living, but the stress reaction to the bright light.
(End of chapter)
