When Death Walked the World

Chapter 24 - The beginning of the disaster

Ainz just didn't seem to be able to catch a breather. He just finished rewriting the memories of Evileye after returning to the camp, however something already called his attention. He could feel an immensely powerful signature rising on the east, and he knew that thanks to his luck it was inevitable to encounter that being. He would much prefer not to fight strong foes, however if he must then there is nothing he can do, but fight.

He glanced down to his makeshift HUD screen in the bottom right corner of his vision. He made a spell that allowed him to view his stats as if he was still in his game, this allowed him to accurately gauge his Hp, and other improvements to his status. Hp was 1,3%, that wasn't too reassuring.

He thought about ways to evade the coming disaster however this feeling of oppression was much like that of Cthulhu. His hopes plummeted; he couldn't run away from this threat. Even if he could, this abnormality would probably destroy the world, and he couldn't let that happen.

He could feel the earth under his feet shaking, though the children didn't pick up on the faint sound they knew that something wasn't right, as their instructor, namely himself had stopped midsession and stared off to the distance.

He glanced back at the children while the gears in his head turned on speeds unheard of. They weren't ready, they were pretty strong considering their age, however they didn't have the chance to level up, he only brought Rachel along last time, and even she was only a little over level 50. She couldn't support him in the battle that is certain to take place.

He mentally commanded the undead, to clear out the captives from the place and get into formation. The weaker of the undead, namely the elder liches were to escort the children to their new home. He would have instructed the Death Knights as well, but due to their passive ability to survive a single hit, they would come in handy in the coming struggle.

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Rachel watched as their master froze staring into the distance. She didn't know what had happened, but if the master paid such attention to it, then it could be nothing good, nothing insignificant.

She saw as the master glanced their direction before he stepped forth and cast his spell. {Gate}

A tear in space opened behind her and the rest of the kids, she looked at him questioningly. Was this a test? However, before she could think of anything else, the ground shook. Heavy steps caused turmoil in the gathered as unearthly sounds slowly became more and more audible.

"Go. Go now and finish your training so that you may be of use to me. You will be safe there, and don't forget the name of Ainz Ooal Gown!"

When the elder liches made them go through the portal, she caught a hovering monstrosity in the air greater than any dragon she read about up until now.

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Ainz watched as a shadow flew through the air, coming to an immediate halt a few dozen meters in front of him. The figure was garbed in golden cloth, he wore a hood, and a mask obscured his face. A pendant with an ominous yellow sign hang in his neck. It gave him the chills, but he figured that it must be a magical artifact of great importance. Though, he wore cloth that covered his entire body, it couldn't hide the family of similarly colored tentacles oozing out from under him.

A realization hit Ainz. This was the Yellow king standing in front of him. He knew this, because after the encounter with Cthulhu he made it a priority to memorize the lore of all beings that could be more powerful than himself. He patiently waited for the king to declare his intent, though he already had a rough idea of what is about to happen.

Gentle breeze blew in this sunny summer day, as the animal's voices died down in the vicinity, and the sun moved to eclipse. Finally, even the wind died down. Then, unearthly sounds resonated in the air, as the yellow king spoke. Ainz could see some greenish salvia dripping from under his mask as he did so.