Chapter IV

"To me, Demons of the Lemegeton!"

The golems which heeded your command were comprised of rare metals and yet their swiftness belied what their normally heavy bodies.

With the acceptance that perhaps you weren't just in some kind of dream caused by the late-night snacks you normally partook in whenever it was a game night, you decided to continue to test out whether or not the virtual reality had actually become a reality. Additionally, if it meant that all the NPCs were still loyal to you even with their sentience, because abandonment and betrayal were your greatest fears on the chance that this really was your life now.

It was bad enough that your old friends and teammates had abandoned you already, but to be abandoned even by your combined creations? Thinking of withering away inside the great tomb in your lonesome made your internal core burn furiously, the sharpened claws making crescent-shaped indents upon your palm as your free hand tightened into a fist.

You would let the whole world BURN first before that happened.

Dismissing the golems after ascertaining their loyalty, you gazed upon the rings of power which occupied all of your fingers, specifically the Ring of the Demon Lord, a one-of-a-kind item which you had won from World Tournament in YGGDRASSIL. The rewards of that particular tournament were decided by a mix of one's ranking in the tournament and in the whole game itself. As the winner of that particular competition along with being the top player, your spoils were phenomenal.

That particular ring reflected all magic up to the 10th Tier being cast upon you. Additionally, it could also reflect one Super Tier spell per day, but it would need a full 24 hours to recharge so it would be unusable for that short duration of time. With you being practically impervious to all magic, coupled with your superior stats, and arsenal of devastating skills, it was no secret as to how you managed to be the top-ranked player in both the Asian and Global server.

However, that didn't mean your other rings were any less powerful. The Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown which sat idly on your right ring finger had the power to teleport its wearer to any named location within the tomb and allow one entry of the guild's treasury room which housed most of its World Items.

Under the current circumstances, would it still carry all of its old effects? Whatever the results may be, you would never know unless you took a chance to test it.

You activated the ring and then came darkness which melted away into a whole different environment from the one you had previously been in. Golden eyes took note of the dark tunnel leading to a giant portcullis and right past that, bright artificial lights. The second thing your senses took note of was the scent of earth and grass just past the gate.

A triumphant fanged grin made its way to your face at the success of your small experiment so far. It was with great joy and excitement that you swiftly made your way towards the portcullis and to the area that lay after it. Even as your steps echoed or the torches flickered in the tunnel which casted a manner of shadows, you felt no fear like you normally would have had you been back in your own world.

For what could possibly scare you when your power had no match? Even with the miniscule chance that your full power might not have transferred over from the game, your very core was growling at you that the lasting you were was powerless.

As you reached the massive Coliseum, your grin from earlier curled into what could only be a rather sinister smirk and coupled with the almost glowing serpentine eyes, and massive draconic wings and slender tail situated on your back, you struck a rather imposing figure.

"I knew this would be a good place to test everything out. It just sucks though that we don't have any of those fools who think they can invade MY tomb and get away with it~" Having actual players to be your guinea pigs would have made things all the more fun and interesting for you. Hearing the despair in their voices as they realize that they had no way of overcoming such an obstacle like you made their inevitable deaths at your hands more entertaining.

Oh my, you were getting quite ahead of yourself.

Before anything else you should probably assess the loyalty of the other Floor Guardians, specifically the twin dark elves who shared the area you were currently occupying.

The elf child's arrival came not a moment too soon as a small figure leapt from a VIP box after letting out a shout. She descended from above and did a series of somersaults before landing gracefully upon the ground and smiling broadly while making a peace sign as if she hadn't just leapt from six-stories high.

She was cute

"Aura"

Despite having a smile decorating your face and your voice laced with warmth, you did not let your guard down and allowed your skill [Enemy Scan] to do its job and found nothing.

"Welcome to the floor which we guard, Lady Lucifiel!" There was no hostility on the child's face and her voice was filled with the same respect and reverence the other NPCs had towards him. However, hers seemed more...intimate somehow. Perhaps because Aura was still so young that she wasn't as uptight as the others in that regard? Either way, it allowed you to become somewhat more at ease.

Had Aura shown any hostility towards you, you would have had no qualms about beating her into submission until she pledged her loyalty to you and only you. You were thankful though that there was no need to go to those lengths...for now.

"Thank you for the warm welcome, Aura. Do excuse me as I'll be intruding here for a short while"

"What're you saying? You are now the Master of Nazarick, the Supreme Overlord, and the most powerful being in existence, right milady? There is no place you would visit where you would be intruding!"

"Mhmm...by the way, would you please come down here as well, Mare?"

Dragons were truly gifted in terms of their natural skills and abilities, seeing in the dark in long distances proved no difficulty to you as you spotted the male twin hiding within the shadows of the VIP box.

"Ehhh?! Jump down here already, Mare!"

"I-I can't, onee-chan..."

Aura sighed audibly and scratched her head.

"Mare's just scared, Lady Lucifiel. In no way is he trying to insult you"

You had been there when your once dear friend, Bukubukuchagama had created the dark elf twins and as such, knew first hand about the personalities she gave them.

"I know, Aura...I know"

The honeyed smile you bestowed upon the elf child lit up and only emphasized your already ethereal features. For any loyal servant of Nazarick, such a gift would be more than enough to rouse one into giving their all into serving you more efficiently all the while proclaiming their unwavering loyalty to you.

Her heterochromatic eyes shined with unabashed awe and reverence, any remaining doubts of her loyalty completely flying out of the window. Turning back to her brother once more, Aura continued coaxing threatening the poor boy show himself.

When he did finally get down and in front of you, Mare almost seemed to cower under your gaze as if waiting for a verbal tongue lashing from you for having kept you waiting. Whereas his older twin sister stood proudly beside him, emphasizing their differences in personality despite the facial features they shared.

"I-I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, Lucifiel-sama..."

While you had no qualms about using brute force to quiet any disloyalty towards you, it was the last thing you wanted to use on those who obviously weren't. It was only natural that as a good ruler that you show your subjects kindness and compassion when they especially needed it.

Both siblings seemed to tense up however, when you raised your hand and reached towards Mare yet both made no move to stop you or avoid. Instead, it was to their great surprise when you started petting the boy's short blond locks as you smiled at him.

"It's alright, Mare. No harm done"

While your words may not have much meaning or impact to you, the same could not be said for the twin elves. You small words and interactions with them thus far have shown a side which they'd only heard of in whispers from the other denizens of the tomb. Truly, your benevolence knew no bounds!

"Now, you both might be wondering what business I have down here. I need the both of you to help me with something"

Now that got their interest piqued. For what kind of reason would a Supreme Being like you require their help?

Their unaired question was soon answered when you lifted the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown and unleashed one of its many powers.

"Summon! Primal Fire Elemental!"

The whipping winds caused by the summoning couldn't even touch you as your passive elemental nullification skill made quick work of it.

Your plump lips stretched into a tender smile and yet your eyes told of a different story as the orbs of molten gold seemed to shine beneath the artificial lights and the fire wildly circulating within the coliseum because of the elementals' presence. Any being that had half a brain would be able to feel even from a distance that you were a predator that was ready to pounce at any moment and whose attention on anyone would mean their certain doom.

"Let's begin, shall we?"

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They were all being summoned into the Coliseum by a Supreme Being.

THAT Supreme Being to be specific.

As one of Nazarick's greatest minds and the defense leader should the tomb be invaded, Demiurge's mind was running a mile per minute.

Never had any of their masters gathered the Floor Guardians in one area before so it was mind-boggling for the demon to say the least. Was there any trouble brewing perhaps? Did she wish to express her displeasure at their weaknesses and misgivings? They would be extremely lucky if that was all their mistress was going to do, because should this be the moment wherein she would finally leave them like the rest had...

No, he shouldn't think like that.

The Lady Lucifiel was different from her fellow guild members, because she was as compassionate as she was powerful. When almost all the Supreme Beings had left and had not come back, it was she who stayed with them even when she clearly did not need them. For what use would a perfect being like her have for imperfect beings like them?

And yet, even though her worth and importance far outweighed theirs, she cherished and cared for them as if they were priceless treasures. For every one of them that was killed in battle, she would gloriously take revenge and show those sniveling insects the true meaning of despair and ruin.

The thought of being cared for and treasured so fiercely despite being a mere pebble in comparison to someone as great as her—Truly, they were blessed to have such a benevolent ruler.

Even if it would cost his own life, Demiurge would gladly do anything and everything she desired.

Should the world have to burn in order for her wishes to be carried out then so be it.

Nothing would ever be too great to give up if it all meant that it would put a smile on his goddess' face.

For everything she has done so far for them, they who were unworthy of her, they would repay it back tenfold.

Had he been of the race of man, one might suspect that his blind devotion to the Supreme Being Lucifiel was something other than a follower's reverence to their respective god.