Another man with blond hair and a stern face stepped forth. He wielded no visible weapon but his strength was undoubtedly in the top five. A man who was both a beast tamer and thought to be the strongest monk alive. The entity that manhandled basilisks and turned them into pets. Clementine's older brother and ruler of Beasts, Kuaiesse Hazeia Quintia. "I, the 5th Seat, will fight with you and die with you. With these bare hands of mine I will crush the skulls of all those who would fight us."
A beautiful woman who emitted a gleaming holy aura stepped forward. The granddaughter of the highest priest of the Slane Theocracy, Egyl, and already she had reached the same realm as her grandfather. The blessed divine magic caster who wielded ultimate holy power. The Divine Chant, Alyssa Braise Yolis. "I, the 4th Seat, will fight with you and die with you. As long as I have the strength I will heal you, and as long as the enemy is evil I will vanquish them."
An old man with a face hidden by the cowl of his attire stepped forth. Hidden in the darkness of the Theocracy's unknown arcane magic caster division, there had been the awakening of a secret genius, that if he could extend his life like Fluder, could possibly surpass even that old monster. The one who had already reached Fifth-Tier-Magic and the Mage of Miracles, Augus Fernis Emyras. "I, the 3rd Seat, will fight with you and die with you. No matter what magic this foe might wield, I will show him the might of our nation's spells and burn him to cinders."
The last to step forward was a young child with dark brown hair. Wielding a spear that seemed too big for him but by no means was. The most dangerous human of the Black Scripture who was denied the seat of captain simply because he was not a God-Kin. The Time Turbulence and child prodigy, Ensem Furt Ondares.
"I, the 2nd Seat, will fight with you and die with you. With me on your side all the enemy can do is die!"
All of the members had responded. All of them knew the risks and dangers and all of them were prepared to fight to the end for the sake of the human race's survival.
"Well then! Activate the teleportation spell."
The twelve elder priests around them began chanting their spells. The symbols on the floor lit up and began to glow in a majestic golden light as the space of the room began to distort.
This was the Slane Theocracy's secret power: to store magic energy by pouring mana continuously into special spell arrays they were capable of performing spells of a tier higher than was humanly possible. The Slane Theocracy had used this only once before in its history to vanquish an invading army of beastmen and thus earned its title as strongest human nation.
One of the elder mages yelled as the spell was near completion, "Prepare yourselves! It will activate any moment now! For the sake of our race, we wish you victory!"
The symbols on the floor glowed as the light grew blindingly bright and enveloped the members of the Black Scripture in a golden veil of magic.
"Now! Divine prayer! [Holy Summoning]!
As if the sun had formed in the room the light got even brighter only to fade shortly afterwards. The members of the Black Scripture had disappeared as well.
"Use it!"
Sylvan gave the command as soon as they had been transported, before Ainz had any time to cast a spell. They had to use this opportunity to defeat him or such a chance may never come again.
the teleportation spell was successful and they had been teleported just behind the sorcerer. all that was left for them to do was to use the power of their nation's treasure and wipe out the enemy known as Ainz Ooal Gown.
The power of [Downfall of Castle and Country] emerged as the dragon of light sprang forth and soared into the sky. Moments later it flew onto Ainz who had only managed to turn around and see the Black Scripture that had appeared behind him.
the Black Scripture watched as the light envelloped Ainz and washed away any resistance that he might have. The creature that could resist this attack had not been born yet. the fact that it had hit meant their victory.
Sylvan roared from joy as the spell was complete by now. The sorcerer didn't have the chance to counter like that Vampire.
He turned around to congratulate Kaire but then…
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"Not good."
Ainz seemed to frown his non-existent brows as he continued to look at the monitor in front of him which displayed the status of all of his NPC's
From the beginning Ainz had been following the events in the Slane Theocracy from a crystal monitor in Nazarick's throne room.
Sebas, Demiurge and Shalltear who were standing next to him were disturbed by what their master had said.
"Ainz-sama, you seem troubled. Doesn't it appear that the mind-control has proven to be ineffective?"
Demiurge leaned in as he studied the monitor displaying the names of all the high level NPC's in Nazarick.
Ainz continued to ponder about what he saw for a bit before he finally answered, "Yes, you're right, Demiurge. The experiment has proven a success which is already a great boon."
From the beginning it had naturally been Pandora's Actor who posed as Ainz in order to lure out the rats that were hiding in the capital.
Of course, the teleportation array had long since been discovered by the shadow demon shinobi who had thoroughly scouted out the layout of the capital. Although it was not identical, it was still similar to something that players used in YGGDRASIL. a so called mass transport point, a device used mainly for clans to quickly transport their members across short distances.
This obvious bait had only been taken because of desperation of the enemy being at their doorstep, but that was fine with Ainz. The methods did not matter, but the results did.
"What I'm worried about isn't Pandora's Actor, it's the group that previously possessed that item."
From the moment that he had seen it, Ainz had instantly recognized the World Class Item that the Theocracy possessed. It had been quite famous in YGGDRASIL, seeing as it could mind-control virtually any foe.
Ainz felt very happy that the item was one he recognized as an unfamiliar weapon would mean that this world had the power to make World Class Items by themselves, which would be troublesome to say the least.
The reason he was worried was because the group that last possessed that item in YGGDRASIL also possessed another World Class Item. One that if unleashed could spell the end of all of Nazarick.
Six gods huh? The number matches as well but the timing doesn't after all. They should also have been online on that day and yet they ended up six hundred years in the past. But to think that they were the ones who were transported here of all people.
In YGGDRASIL there were three ranking systems: Guild ranking which was the most prestigious, solo ranking which was individually split depending on the type of character or it's race, and lastly party ranking which determined the strongest six-man team of the game.
The party that had held the position of strongest six-man team for the longest amount of time had been one known as 'the Six Kings'. They were generally regarded as the best six-man team of all time and not without reason.
They were frequently hired to go on high difficulty raids and boss fights and delivered with a ninety percent success rate if they did.
Combined with the fact that each of them had not only incredible individual capabilities, their teamwork was unmatched even by the six-man teams of Ainz Ooal Gown.
And to top it all off, they were in the possession of three World Class Items. One of which was one of the Twenty.
Their power was to such a degree that if they had been part of the raid that once breached Nazarick to the eighth floor then the outcome of that invasion could have ended differently altogether.