The putrid elder (OC x Overlord)

This is humanity?

--Vaal's Pov--

I had tuned out everything that Momonga and Gazef talked about; mostly just political crap and something about some more enemy soldiers coming to assassinate Gazef. Instead, I am focused on trying to sniff out the thing emanating the weird smell. Sure, Albedo was out looking for it, but the smell was bothering me quite a lot for a reason I don't understand. I just have this uncomfortable knot in my stomach that wouldn't go away.

I only heard Momonga telling me to sneak away and prepare for a fight upon Momonga's signal. Dunno why he included that last bit, they were only humans with some Archangel flames, nothing worth much thought, other than the fact they were originally from Yggdrasil. But Momonga decided to be cautious in case they got a buff.

While I was in the nearby forest waiting, Albedo had shown up next to me, weary and annoyed. "Something the matter Albedo?" I asked. Something must be on her mind for her to lose her temper, except maybe Nergigante's drinking. "There is definetely something, or someone, else out here watching us. I heard heavy breathing many times during my search, but saw nothing. I used a detect magic spell as well my liege, but no results" That worried me. Either they had an invisibility racial ability, they were fast as hell or some other hack.

"Very well. I doubt it matters whether we see them or not at this moment, considering they are likely one of the allies of these humans. Momonga has a plan, so just follow my lead when he lets a signal loose"

Eventually I see the soldiers of Re-estize thunder across the plains away from the villages, until a bunch archflames fly down onto Gazef. At first, it seems his army has deserted him, until they come back again with a cute warcry. And it seemed they were holding their ground.

Yeah, no, they got absolutely cleaved.

The only thing that seemed off was the fact Gazef himself was holding his own, using some kind of ability to mow down six angels at once. No doubt Momonga saw that too. But it was only a minor inconvenience for the Slane thugs. They just summoned more and more of the angels, until I could barely see Gazef and the few soldiers left.

He was not doing to well. By this point the sorcerers decided to take a couple of pot shots while he was tired, something that made me boil in anger. Where is the fairness in that?! They seemed to conversate, for a bit.

Until it was only Momonga and the Slane thugs, and I and Albedo were by his side before anyone else could see us move. "Who're you?" The leader of the Thugs asked, trying to not sound confused. "A pleasure to meet you, People of the Slane Theocracy, I am Ainz Ooal gown" Momonga gestures to me "And I am Putrix"

"We have something of a relationship with that village" Momonga states. The leader, still looking like a smug bastard, asks us if we've come to lay down and die for the villager's safety. I just can't help but cackle madly at this question. "Lie down and die? Bahak Vra Dri(What a joke)!" Momonga shakes his head and states that he was furious and offended that he had the gall to threaten the village after the effort we put in to protecting and 'claiming' the village.

"Your being rather braizen yourself, for being such a pitiful party of curs. So what do you plan to do?" I was starting to lose my patience. "Offer us your lives, and there will be only a little pain. Should you resist however--" He starts as I start to feel little clusters of effluvium spores erupt around my armor and the surrounding ground. "-- And I'll infect you with something you'd rather die than live with~" I finish.

With little concern, he sends his angels at us. The seem to skewer us, when in reality we have them in our clutches, or jaw in my case. While momonga was dealt only a pair of the angels, I was given a generous trio. I had my hooked left talon through ones head, another in my elongated jaw and my axe rammed into the other's chest. It was annoying managing three angels at once.