Comprehensive Manga: Beginning with the King of the Undead

"You are really big-hearted." Evie said speechlessly.

But she also knew that they had no choice from beginning to end.

Unless they surrender and let others slaughter them, there is absolutely no room for compromise.

"Let's go, let's go to work first." Ximo looked at the sky and said calmly.

Evie was a little helpless. She glanced at the ground in disgust, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Wait a minute, this guy has a lot of good things."

As she said that, she squatted on the ground and put away all the weapons, rings, etc.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the two of them packed up their trophies calmly and then left the hotel unsteadily.

"Mr. Feifei, do you need to monitor their movements?" Nabe asked softly and respectfully, watching the two people leaving.

"No need, that young man looks very extraordinary. If we monitor him, he might be discovered."

Ainz shook his head and rejected her proposal. He looked at the drunkards in the hotel who were about to move and said, "Let's go, we still have our own things to deal with."

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Underground casino.

Listening to the report from his subordinates, Miso Garrett's face was full of astonishment. Did Sandhill Lonte die like that?

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His expression changed rapidly, and he couldn't help but feel a little numb when he thought about the consequences that would follow.

No matter what, people are in their own place, and you can't escape the involvement. But concealing it will only make the situation more complicated.

Thinking of this, he gently waved his hand to signal his men to leave, and then took out a blue crystal ball from the drawer.

"Garrett, why are you contacting me again? Don't you know how troublesome it is to send crystal recharge?"

As the surface of the crystal ball continued to flash, a feminine voice sounded in the room.

"Lord Cocteau, Sandhillonte...he was killed." Miso Garrett said cautiously.

There was a brief silence in the room.

"Are you sure you're not joking? Did he provoke the warrior captain?!" Cocteau asked in a bad tone.

"Uh, no, he's an unknown brat. I heard..."

"Speak directly, I don't like men who hesitate." Cocteau frowned.

"I heard that Sandhill Longte was killed by someone using the power of illusion. It is very likely that the arrangement was made specifically for his title of [Phantom Demon]..."

In a secret room somewhere in the royal capital, Cocteau frowned slightly as he listened to his men's speculations.

Although [Eight Fingers] is the strongest underground organization in the kingdom, it does not mean that there are no enemies, and the nobles will not allow their family to dominate.

Especially these days, the strongholds near the royal capital are often attacked and burned. It is obvious that someone is targeting them.

Thinking of this, Cocteau couldn't sit still.

"I will discuss this matter with the heads of other departments. Please stay vigilant for the time being and don't act rashly!"

After finishing speaking, he directly interrupted the interrogation.

At the same time, Misso Garrett breathed a sigh of relief,

In order to remove himself from responsibility, he concealed many facts, including the identities of the two people he investigated.

If it was known that a member of the "Six Arms" was killed just because of a trivial matter, he would definitely die without a burial place.

Although he has been fooled now, he will be discovered sooner or later. It seems that he will be ready to retreat.

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[E·Rantel] Common cemetery, secret lair of underground temple.

Khajiit muttered words and ordered the newly born undead to go to a special storage area.

"Oh~, the new undead? There should be more than 150 of them, right? The power of the Death Orb is really extraordinary!"

Along with the words, Clementine emerged from the darkness with a sick smile.

"Humph, it's not because you love to play so much."

"Ah...sorry."

Even though she said this, there was no apology on Clementine's face. She looked at the shambling undead with some boredom.

It was one of the prey she caught in the common cemetery three days ago.

"But if you want to blame it, it's because they couldn't help playing."

Khajiit sneered, "No one can bear being beaten like that by you, right?"

"Hahahaha, there's nothing we can do about it." Clementine shook her head from side to side, humming a strange melody.

This frivolous response made Khajiit frown in dissatisfaction, his originally ugly face looking like a ghost at this moment.

"What exactly do you want to say? If nothing happens, I will continue to study!"

"Well, I have nothing to do but panic, and you don't allow me to go into the city to arrest people..." Clementine complained dissatisfied.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but pause slightly.

"By the way, I heard those toys say they came to the cemetery to catch people, so I can go and help them!"

Khajit snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to hold a black gemstone in his robe, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Clementine, I have been preparing for several years to turn this city into a dead city. If your boring games ruin my plan, I will definitely kill you!"

"Oh, is it the spiral of death?" Clementine's eyes moved slightly.

Where the undead gather, more powerful undead are usually born. The 'Death Spiral' is a magic ritual that utilizes this characteristic to create powerful undead that can destroy cities.

"That's right." Ignoring the killing intent in the air, Khajiit said gloomily.

Just when he thought Clementine would attack directly, the woman suddenly put away the cruel look on her face.

"Ah~, forget it, there are still a few toys in the cemetery anyway. Before that, I will endure it for the time being."

Seeing the other party's back disappearing at the end of the underground temple, Khajiit breathed a sigh of relief.

As the former ninth seat of the Black Codex, Clementine has heroic strength. Even among the secret organization [Zhilanon] to which he belongs, only three people can defeat her.

But it's a pity that he is not one of the three. Even with the 'Orb of Death' in his hand, he only has a 30% chance of winning.

Fortunately, we can still stabilize this guy for the time being.

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dilapidated hut.

Because it was not time to work yet, Ximo was sitting on the repaired chair, reviewing the battle that ended not long ago.

Because of the comparison with the slightly famous sidekick Sandhill Longte, he could finally determine his approximate level of strength.

If you only look at pure physical fitness, he is probably only equivalent to a level 10 warrior.

However, due to the bonuses of various special abilities, it can actually deal with some warriors around level 20 or 30.

This means that he is not as weak as he thought. Even if he meets other members of the "Six Arms", he is still strong enough to fight.

Of course, the premise is that he still has magic power.

"Hey, why is there anyone in the cemetery at this time?" Evie said strangely.

Following her gaze, Ximo turned around casually and saw a figure shrouded in a black robe slowly approaching.

What followed was an overwhelming killing intent.