Inside the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Floors One through Three, Temporary Command Room.
The violent tremors caused by the bombardment of the barrier had not damaged the tomb's structures.
However, the rapidly draining energy reserves made Albedo's expression turn serious.
"The enemy has been attacking continuously for half an hour."
"At their current pace, it's only a matter of time before the barrier is broken."
"We cannot simply sit here and wait."
Inside the command room, the battlefield outside was being projected through magic.
A beautiful silver-haired, red-eyed girl wearing a soft-looking black evening dress with a wide, puffed skirt watched the projection while biting her fingernails.
It was Shalltear Bloodfallen.
"Yeah… so what should we do?"
Despite her childish appearance—adorable yet stunning—Shalltear lacked exceptional intelligence due to her character design.
She was a pure combat specialist.
Charging into battle and slaughtering enemies suited her perfectly.
But when it came to strategy and tactical planning…
She was completely lost.
"Lord Ainz has ordered us to observe the situation and lure the enemy into the interior of the tomb."
"Once inside, the traps scattered throughout Nazarick will gradually eliminate the invaders."
As he spoke, Sebas Tian's usually composed face revealed rare displeasure.
Looking at the projection where the enemy army continued attacking without restraint, his voice grew cold.
"But…"
"For the sacred domain created by the Supreme Beings to be desecrated like this…"
"This sin cannot be forgiven."
"Then we should request permission from Lord Ainz and launch a direct counterattack!"
Shalltear immediately jumped to her feet.
Her crimson eyes radiated uncontrollable killing intent.
As a True Ancestor vampire and a Valkyrie-class warrior, she ranked among the strongest combatants in Nazarick.
Compared to thinking—
She preferred impaling enemies with her spear.
"The Undead Army is already prepared."
"And I can cast large-scale teleportation magic."
"If the opportunity arises, we can appear behind the enemy and launch a surprise assault."
Albedo considered their current military deployment.
Then she glanced at the battlefield projection.
Three Tailed Beasts.
Frost Dragon Riders dominating the sky.
And the gigantic orange-red Susanoo standing like a silent war god.
The three monsters and the Frost Dragon Riders were powerful—
But to a Level 100 being like Albedo, they were not truly difficult opponents.
Only the gigantic war god standing silently in the distance made her uneasy.
"The Mangekyo Sharingan of the Uchiha clan… the rulers of the Ninja World."
"Susanoo."
Albedo's brows furrowed.
Relaxed.
Then furrowed again.
"I will personally deal with that war god."
"As for the other monsters and ninja, you should be able to handle them."
"But…"
"The famous powerhouses of the Ninja World have not appeared yet."
"They are most likely guarding against a counterattack from us."
Her words immediately deflated Shalltear's enthusiasm.
"So we can't attack…"
"And we can't wait either…"
"Are we supposed to just watch the barrier collapse when the energy runs out?!"
"There's no need to lose heart."
"The things we can think of… Lord Ainz has certainly considered as well."
"If we act rashly now, we may distract him and cause him to misjudge the situation."
Albedo comforted Shalltear before continuing.
"But doing nothing will only encourage the enemy's arrogance."
"A proper counterattack is necessary."
"And if our surprise strike throws the enemy into chaos…"
"That will be our opportunity to press the advantage."
Hearing this, Shalltear's eyes immediately lit up again.
Albedo then used communication magic to contact Ainz, who remained in the Throne Room.
After listening to her plan in detail, Ainz—who had already considered something similar—immediately approved the proposal.
Not only that.
He strengthened it.
A massive amount of game gold was consumed.
High-level monster summoning scrolls activated one after another.
Complex magic circles appeared across the floor.
Moments later—
Dozens of Morning Star–level demons appeared.
More than ten Radiant Moon–level demons.
And three Solar-tier high-ranking demons.
With a wave of his hand, Ainz assigned them to Albedo's command.
In the library of Nazarick, there were tens of thousands of such summoning scrolls.
But this was no longer a game world.
Every high-tier summon required enormous amounts of gold.
Without a way to replenish resources through cash purchases—and with Nazarick already under siege—
Ainz had to use his resources carefully.
If a Guardian died, he would need gold to resurrect them.
Meanwhile, the low and mid-tier undead automatically generated by Nazarick, as well as the undead Ainz could summon daily through his class and race abilities, were continuously deployed to Floors One through Three.
They were essentially endless.
All of them were placed under Albedo's command.
"When the probing attack begins, I will support you with Super-Tier Magic."
"The enemy may have hidden abilities."
"So do not take unnecessary risks."
"Let the summoned monsters conduct the probing attack."
His words were filled with concern.
Albedo, Shalltear, and Sebas were deeply moved.
"Please rest assured, Lord Ainz."
Albedo replied softly.
After ending the communication, Ainz continued watching the projection.
His thoughts drifted.
Using the Throne of Kings, which amplified the strength of all Nazarick members, fighting the enemy outside would be the worst possible strategy.
But allowing the enemy to invade the tomb…
The resulting destruction would be painful to watch.
This was reality.
Not a game.
There was no one-click repair system.
Whether the tomb could even be restored afterward was uncertain.
"Should I teleport the entire tomb away…"
"…using Super-Tier Magic and a World-Class Item?"
Ainz tapped the armrest of the throne.
Inside the shadow of his robe, the crimson flames of his soul flickered.
Things impossible in the game world…
Might be possible in reality.
Nazarick was no longer an immovable dungeon.
He touched the crimson jewel embedded in his abdomen, feeling the immense power contained within it.
His mind finally calmed slightly.
Then he laughed at himself.
"The battle hasn't even begun yet…"
"…and I'm already thinking about retreat."
He summoned the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.
Coldly observing the ninja army outside.
At any moment—
Super-Tier Magic: Fallen Down could be unleashed.
The last time the enemy used the Golden Holy Sword, it killed five of his Solar-tier monsters.
Now he wondered whether they still had methods capable of countering Fallen Down.
If one strike wasn't enough—
He could simply spend money to reset the cooldown.
And cast it again.
Back in the game world, nearly one-third of Ainz's salary had gone into cash purchases.
The number of powerful items he possessed…
Was truly terrifying.
"Lord Ainz has approved our plan."
Albedo's cold voice echoed through the command room.
"It is time for our counterattack."
Shalltear, who controlled the large-scale spatial teleportation magic, smiled.
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