"Begin sample collection."
A number of small tracked robots descended from the strange oval machine pod and began collecting various biological samples from the Forest.
After several years of recuperation, the great Forest had barely recovered, and quite a few magical creatures had taken up residence there.
"...Soil normal. Air... Unknown energy detected in the atmosphere."
The little robots' tracks spread throughout the great Forest. Hidden in the shadows, Demiurge's spies kept watch over those strange intruders that had appeared out of nowhere.
Demiurge, the guardian of the seventh floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, rushed over at top speed after receiving the report.
He stood over six feet tall, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. Judging by his appearance alone, he looked like a modern elite professional.
However, his rather exaggerated hairstyle and tiny round glasses utterly ruined that refined impression. He looked... more like the military adviser lackey at a great villain's side, though that was indeed exactly what he was.
"My lord."
The bizarre heteromorphic creatures behind Demiurge bowed.
"They appeared suddenly?"
"Yes, my lord."
Demiurge looked toward the distant oval pod, which had turned ash-gray from atmospheric friction.
"As expected, the Supreme Being's prediction was correct! This is the most unstable point in the world's spacetime! The Supreme Being's decision to relocate the Great Tomb was simply flawless!"
Demiurge was wildly praising Momonga's greatness in his heart, unaware that Momonga had never actually thought of any of this. Back then, he had merely mentioned it in passing...
"Achoo—!"
Momon, who was carrying out a mission in the Holy Kingdom far away, suddenly sneezed, startling Nabe, his maid.
"Lord Momon, you..."
Momonga slew a rebel soldier with one stroke of his sword, then subconsciously touched his helmet. He was a skeleton—how could he sneeze? This made