The Road To Play From Douluo

"The road to acting begins with Douluo ()"!

"The competition ends here. I am still very satisfied with your strength. I haven't experienced such a comfortable battle in a long time. Not bad."

After the battle, everyone returned to the throne room. Momonga ordered the remaining guardians to leave and talk to Rota alone.

"Brother Sikong, I have many questions to ask you. How long have you been in this world?"

"Well, the time you and I traveled through should be similar, but the timelines we are in should be different."

"Hey~ what do you mean?"

"To put it simply, the timeline I traveled through is different from yours. The timeline I came to this world is hundreds of years ago, and your timeline is hundreds of years later."

After Luo Ta's explanation, Momonga finally understood. So it makes sense that there would be a statue of Sikong Zhen in Kahn Village.

"Brother Sikong, have you met other YGGDRASIL players in this world?" This is the question Momonga cares about most.

Since Sikong Zhen also traveled to this world, combined with the information from the village chief of Kahn Village, it is not difficult to draw the conclusion that there are other YGGDRASIL players.

"Of course, but all these players have passed away. The only players that still exist in this world are you and me. If there is anything that needs attention, it should only be world-class props."

"World-class props! Are there really world-class props brought to this world?" Feihu looked at Sikong Zhen in surprise, and then regained his composure. After thinking about it carefully, this is not surprising. All YGGDRASIL players exist. World-class props will naturally not be left behind.

"Brother Sikong, do you have any plans in this world?"

Lotta was silent for a moment and replied: "Enjoy life. After all, the opportunity to travel to another world is really rare. Why bother to stay in the real world and wait to die?"

Of course, Lotta didn't tell Momonga about the Curse of Obliteration. Firstly, it was very troublesome to explain, and secondly, there was no need to involve the other party. You still have to solve your own tasks by yourself.

"Momonaka, what about you?"

"Well, I plan to obtain information about this world first and start as an adventurer."

Lotta smiled knowingly,

He said softly: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, it seems like your bad taste is coming up, haha."

Momonga scratched his head naively after being exposed by Luota. No matter how mature and steady he appeared to outsiders, he was always like a child in front of Sikong Zhen. Momonga didn't know why, but he didn't hate it. a feeling.

"Well, let's be like this. You will be the leader of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. You are more suitable to be the leader than me."

"No, Brother Sikong, your leadership skills are actually much higher than mine. How can I compare with you..."

"Momonaka, you are starting to be humble again. You must know that excessive modesty is pride. Okay, let's stop talking here. I will come to visit you again when I have time."

After Lotta finished talking to Momonga, he left the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

Suspended in the air, Lota silently looked in the direction of Kahn Village. This small village would become Momonga's favor in the future, and Lota didn't mind giving them some more benefits.

Who knows that there is a legendary figure known as the "Daughter of the Bone King" in it.

In the village of Kahn, the villagers gathered in front of the statue of the God of Thunder and sincerely expressed their respect to the statue.

"Great God of Thunder, thank you for blessing us. This is a little bit of our thoughts. Please accept it."

After the mayor of Kahn Village finished speaking, the villagers stepped forward one by one to offer food in front of the statue.

Lotta smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared into the air in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already at the top of the Statue of Thunder.

Lotta held the fruit offered by the villagers and ate it with enjoyment. While eating, he commented: "It's good, it's a pure natural fruit that tastes great."

The villagers were attracted by Lota's words, and they all raised their heads and looked at the place where the sound came from.

"You guy, get off the statue quickly. This is disrespectful to the gods!" The head of Kahn Village shouted anxiously, and the crutch in his hand was pointed directly at Lotta himself.

"Get down quickly, or we'll be rude to you if you don't!"

Some impatient villagers even picked up wooden sticks and wanted to drive Rota away.

Lotta was still enjoying the fruit leisurely, seemingly not paying attention to the anger of the villagers.

"Ah la la, aren't these the foods you offer to me? Can't I still eat them?"

After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at Si Kongzhen's appearance carefully, and they had to say that he looked very similar to the statue of a god.

"Are you the God of Thunder?" The mayor of Kahn Village stopped the villagers' whispers, his expression softened slightly, and he asked Lota on the statue.

"Yes, otherwise who do you think saved you before? Do you naively think that praying to this cold statue will have an effect?"

Seeing the expressions of disbelief on the faces of the villagers, Luo Ta sighed helplessly, so he might as well show them a little bit.

Rota waved his hand casually, and a thundercloud suddenly formed over Kaen Village, with several blue thunders shining in the clouds.

"Do you believe it now?"

The mayor of Kahn Village took the lead in setting an example. Without saying a word, he knelt down in front of Lotta and shouted loudly: "Thank you Lord Thor for your grace!"

"Thank you Lord Thunder God for your grace!" The voices of the villagers were heard louder and louder, each one sincerely expressing their gratitude.

Luo Ta pressed his hands and signaled everyone in the audience to quiet down, and then said slowly: "It is your sincerity that moved me. For those who truly respect me, I will never treat them badly. Now, accept the favor!" "

Luo Ta waved his hand, and several tightly wrapped cloth bags nearly one person tall appeared in front of everyone.

"What are these?" The mayor of Kahn Village did not open these bags immediately, but asked Rota respectfully.

"You'll know when you open it."

Since it was the will of the God of Thunder, the mayor of Kahn Village had no choice but to step forward and open the bag. The moment the bag was opened, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared.

"This is a gold coin?!"

If it weren't for the crutch held by the mayor of Kahn Village, he almost fell to the ground. He has lived for so many years and has never seen such a number of gold coins.

"Lord Thor, what are you doing?"

"As you can see, this is a reward for you. Make good use of this money to develop the village."

The mayor of Kahn Village is well aware of the role of these bags of gold coins in Kahn Village. As long as the funds are used properly, the future of Kahn Village will definitely be bright.

"But Mr. Thunder God, how can we accept your reward? You can help us in times of crisis. We are already satisfied. You should take back these gold coins."

As expected, Momonga was right about the villagers with such simple moral character. But since these gifts were given by Lota, there was no reason to take them back.

"This is a gift from this god to you. Make good use of it. I hope this place can become more prosperous next time. In addition, you should have met a man named Ainz, right?"

"Lord Ainz, do you know him too, Lord God?" The mayor of Karn Village looked up at Lotta nervously, fearing that Ainz and Lotta would have some sort of beef.

"Don't look at me with such fear. The reason why I mentioned Ainz is to let you all put aside your worries about him. He is a friend of this god. If you need help, you may wish to discuss it with Ainz."

"Well, that's it. I hope your village can develop better and better."

When Lotta stood up and was about to leave, he heard the villagers of Kahn Village shouting in unison: "Farewell to the God of Thunder!"

"That's quite the case. You have a good attitude." Luo Ta smiled lightly, then turned into a bolt of lightning and flew into the distance.

In Momonga's room in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Momonga took off his usual necromancer attire and put on a jet-black armor with a bright red cloak around it. He took out two handfuls from the space. The black sword was folded on his back.

He transformed from a magician into a warrior wielding huge swords.

"Well, that's fine."

Momonga swung his sword a few times, and the huge force caused the sword to make two loud piercing sounds.

Although Momonga is not a warrior, he is still a level 100 warrior, and his physical fitness is also very strong. There is no problem in simply using a big sword.

"Get ready, let's go!"

"Anzsa, where do you plan to go?"

Momonga's body flashed with green light, and he triggered the characteristic of forcing himself not to panic.

"Narberal, why are you here?"

Narberal, who was wearing a black and white maid uniform, leaned forward slightly and replied respectfully: "Of course I serve the great Supreme Being, Momonga Sama~"

"Call me Ainz-sama from now on."

"Okay, Ainz-sama, are you going out?"

"Well, I plan to start with the basic professions in this world, slowly integrate into them, and then gather information."

Hearing that Momonga was going out, Narberal volunteered to follow him, on the grounds that he wanted to protect the safety of the Supreme Being at all times.

Finally, under Narberal's insistence, Momonga agreed to follow Narberal. After all, adventurers often travel together, so it seems normal to have Narberal accompanying them.

Momonga nodded his head with one hand and contacted Albedo in his mind.

"Albedo, I have a task for you. Inform all guild members that I have officially changed my name to Ainz Ooal Gown! Please don't call me by the wrong title on formal occasions."

"Hi, Ainzsa~ I'll do it right away." Albedo stood up from her bed with a blushing face, holding a pillow with Sikong Zhen's face on it in her arms.

In order to prevent herself from missing Sikong Zhen too much, she specially made this life-size pillow to meet her special needs in daily life.

Even though Albedo really wanted to go with Sikong Zhen, she also had her own mission. She is the NPC supervisor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, so she cannot be irresponsible.

During the time it took Momonga to inform Albedo about her name change, Narberal also changed into an adventurer-style outfit suitable for battle.

"Ainzsa, preparations are complete and ready to go at any time."

"Oh, let's go, Nabe."

In a tavern in the fortress city of E-Rantel, the adventurer Momo and his companion Nabe pushed in the door.

As the two people entered, the originally noisy tavern suddenly became much quieter, and everyone's eyes focused on the two people.

Whether it's Momo in domineering armor or Nabe with sweet looks, they all attract the attention of people around them.

Some rude men even whistled provocatively at Nabe. This rude behavior made Narberal very unhappy, but considering Momonga was nearby, she could only restrain herself.

"Are you two staying here? The accommodation fee is seven coppers a day."

"Well, please give us a double room."

Entering the room, Narberal could no longer suppress her emotions. She looked at Momonga in confusion and asked, "Anzsa..."

"Call me Momo!"

"Well, Mr. Momo, why don't you let me kill those humans who disrespect you? With your strength, you don't have to worry about those scum."

"Nabe, you were not there at the time and don't know the real situation. This world is not as simple as we imagined. Supreme Sikong also said that we should beware of some special world-class props."

"Did Lord Sikong say that too? I was the one who was rude, Ainz...Mr. Momo."

Listening to Narberal's unfamiliar way of addressing him, Momonga sighed softly. It seemed that it would be difficult for her to successfully change her name for a while.

"Nabe, this is the fund we have, and it is currently seriously insufficient. Making money is our first priority, do you understand? In order to avoid making mistakes, you must restrain your personality."

Momonga spread out his hand, and there were only a few silver coins lying on it. For an adventurer, it was really shabby.

If he could use the gold coins in YGGDRASIL, Momonga wouldn't run around just to make money. There were countless gold coins in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, enough for him to squander for several lifetimes.

After thinking about it, Momonga couldn't help but come up with a novel idea. According to Sikong Zhen, there are more than just two players who have come to this world. So, can the gold coins in YGGDRASIL be used?

With this idea in mind, Momonga planned to go to the Adventurers Association to inquire.

The tavern Momonga chose was very close to the Adventurers Association, almost less than a hundred meters away. In a short time, the two of them arrived at the Adventurers Association.

Looking at the tasks on the notice board, Momonga said to himself thoughtfully: "Sure enough, I can't understand a single word on it... Forget it, just take one."

Momonga and Nabe stood next to the notice board for a long time, and it would be a bit embarrassing not to choose a mission.

Momonga tore off a task sheet and came to the counter, saying to the lady at the counter: "I have accepted this task."

The lady at the counter picked up the task list and scanned it roughly, then looked at the bronze medal hanging on Momonga's chest, and replied apologetically: "Mr. Adventurer Momo, I'm sorry, you can't take this task. Take it. The mission level is mithril, and bronze adventurers are temporarily unable to access it."

Momonga still wanted to fight for it, and explained: "Don't worry, my companions and I are both very strong, and we have no problem dealing with mithril. She can use third-level magic, and I am a warrior of the same level as her."

The lady at the counter was also in a dilemma. She understood the reason, but rules are rules and cannot be broken easily. If she opens the back door for Momonga, these rules will no longer be able to convince the public.

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