Certain Death often said that she wanted to marry a man who could defeat her.
Even if he was unattractive, twisted in personality... or even not human, that would be fine.
But obviously.
Those words were merely something she said. For Certain Death, who had inherited the bloodline and power of the Six Gods, there was theoretically no one in this world who could defeat her. Saying such things actually meant that she had no desire to marry at all.
But now, things had become somewhat awkward.
Fortunately, that Demon King, Ainz Ooal Gown, was a skeleton.
Luckily, no one here was interested in teasing a powerhouse who had ruled across the continent for centuries. After confirming that they shared the same goal, what came next was a long discussion.
They did not intend to rush over and engage in a decisive battle.
They had no chance of victory, and doing so would be both reckless and foolish.
Intelligence, experience, equipment.
All these things were crucial to this war.
The human armies began to withdraw across the board. Although the armies were completely powerless before the Demon King, the Demon King did not have only himself and his subordinates. The Death Legion, which could be created at will from the dead, was also an existence that would give everyone a headache.
One order after another was issued from this meeting, which practically represented the highest authority on the entire continent.
Every kingdom entered a state of war preparedness.
On one hand, they prepared their armies. On the other, they began summoning the strong across the entire world, including legends, weapons, and powers that might have been hidden away.
This intelligence, which had not been concealed, was also transmitted to the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
The maids, who were usually relaxed