Thori'dal, the Stars' Fury's Strike

"Ahhhhhh!!!!! Kill you! I'll kill you! Super Tier Magic—Falling Sky!"

Ainz was clearly shattered by those final words. Like a madman, he immediately began casting the most powerful magic he possessed, intending to erase the person before him forever.

In this way, no one would ever know about that miserable life called Suzuki Satoru.

With the Great Tomb of Nazarick's formidable strength, he could even conquer the entire world and become an existence feared and revered by all, just like the Six Gods and the Eight Greed Kings before him.

In an instant!

Accompanied by a blinding pillar of white light, everything around them was swallowed up completely.

If they had not reacted quickly enough, several of the Great Tomb of Nazarick's guardians might have been caught up in it as well.

But just when everyone believed that anyone struck by such terrifying magic would be seriously injured even if they survived, Allen walked out of the Deep Pit completely unharmed. Even his clothes had not suffered the slightest damage.

He lightly brushed the dust from his body, then asked with a smile, "That's it? Looks like your pathetic life will have to continue in this world."

"No! Impossible! How could you emerge unscathed from Super Tier Magic? It's a lie! It has to be a lie!"

Old Bones immediately became unusually agitated. Even the undead's forced calm no longer worked.

As a YGGDRASIL player, Super Tier Magic was practically the strongest power he could wield.

There were also things as balance-breaking as World Items—seriously, did this game even have any balance?—but their destructive power was not much greater than that of Super Tier Magic.

Yet now, such power had proven completely useless. How could he possibly remain calm?

"Heh! Look, this is what makes you pitiful and pathetic. Your