Trump Card Strategy, Ainz's Concerns

Boom—bang bang!

Zesshi Zetsumei rolled continuously across the ground, pain shooting through her abdomen and twisting her expression beneath her helmet.

—That hurts!

Although her opponent wore armor, her legs still looked slender. By all logic, her muscles should not have been particularly developed, yet the explosive force she displayed was unimaginably powerful.

Was this the difference between races?!

The instant Zesshi Zetsumei felt the force weakening, she planted her rear foot against the ground, forcibly stopped her roll, and rose to her feet.

Whoosh!

Albedo's black figure charged in again. The sickly radiance great axe flashed through the air like a sharp black streak before crashing down.

"Greater Evasion."

Cold sweat streamed down Zesshi Zetsumei's face as she sprang from the ground like a coiled spring, dodging left and rapidly retreating.

"Again and again, you dare attack Lord Ainz!"

Albedo's fury did not diminish. Her long, slender left leg, covered in black armor, stepped forward, shaking the ground beneath her feet. In an instant, she was before Zesshi Zetsumei, her voice icy and chilling. "A mere human—I will crush your body into pulp inch by inch!"

"Greater Evasion."

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, another enormous crater was smashed into the earth.

Zesshi Zetsumei rolled out of the dust in an even more miserable fashion, like a donkey rolling in the dirt. A layer of cold sweat had already formed on her back.

"No, I have to widen the distance."

Zesshi Zetsumei kept kicking against the ground. Seeing her opponent pursue her again, her mismatched black-and-white eyes trembled.

She could not widen the distance!

Not only was her opponent immensely strong, her attack rhythm was exceptionally fierce.

She could gain no advantage in a direct clash. She had already tried attacking many times, only to discover that she could inflict