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Starting as the Overlord: Three Days Before the Game Shuts Down
Chapter 166

A Row of Buffs

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It's magical interference.

The space is locked.

The runes flowed across the giant's body, releasing a certain power that completely sealed off the surrounding space.

"Don't even think about running away!"

The giant's voice echoed in Ainz's ears.

You cannot escape! You cannot resist! You can only die!

Ainz hovered in mid-air, his crimson eyes fixed on the colossal giant that blotted out the sky, and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he chuckled softly.

"Interesting."

"Magic Triple Enhancement - Reality Slash".

Ainz used his Life Essence to check the opponent's health.

It only lost about one-tenth of its health, and the giant is still rapidly regenerating.

As expected of the final boss, the giant's level is definitely above Lv90, and it has at least the strength of a six-player dungeon boss.

However, he should be somewhat weaker than Asura, the final boss of Nazarick.

"I should have kept the Goal of All Life is Death."

As a necromancer-specialized Magic Caster, Ainz actually lacks a decisive means when facing bosses.

Aside from the Goal of All Life is Death, most of the remaining enemies can only be dealt with by whittling down their health using ordinary skills.

Watching the rate at which the giant's health was decreasing, and considering his own MP and the cooldown time of his Super-Tier Magic, Ainz made a rough conclusion in his mind.

"It seems highly likely that this World Item will fall into Higashino's hands."

However, Ainz wasn't too disappointed.

Although he had a certain collecting obsession, he didn't necessarily need to obtain the "Sand Scepter".

Ultimately, the intelligence we obtained this time came from Higashino Makoto.

Moreover, even if he doesn't get the items, Higashino Makoto will at least compensate him with 100 million game coins, which is a huge sum of money.

Especially in this New World replenishing game coins is very troublesome, it's practically a non-renewable resource.

Overall, it's not a bad deal.

Ainz forced himself to calm down.

"In that case, let's try to reduce the boss's health as much as possible before Higashino arrives."

An hour later, Higashino Makoto began his operation.

As Higashino Makoto passed through the last wall of wind, the deep purple sky spread out above him.

Unlike Ainz, he did not fall.

The Space Devourer's racial abilities allowed him to move with ease through the distorted air currents.

Those chaotic spatial rifts, powerful enough to tear apart ordinary creatures, parted before him like gentle streams.

His body traced an arc in mid-air, landing lightly on the top of a building, the gravel crunching softly beneath his feet.

My eyes gazed toward the city center, and the reflection in my pupils showed that overwhelming figure.

Giant.

It is over 100 meters tall, its body is made of yellow sand and gravel, and its surface is covered with golden runes.

Its head pressed against the deep purple sky, its shoulders were as broad as mountains, and every breath it took caused the surrounding air to tremble violently.

The yellow-robed immortal stood atop the giant's head, golden light emanating from the two holes in his mask, gazing down upon the entire city.

This must be the final guardian.

On the opposite side of the giant, a black figure was maneuvering against it.

Ainz.

His figure weaved through the giants' attacks like a black swallow.

While constantly dodging, he would occasionally launch an attack.

But his attacks caused negligible damage to the giant.

The unenhanced "Reality Slash" spatial slash can only leave a shallow wound on the giant's body, and those wounds will be filled with the gushing yellow sand within seconds.

Higashino Makoto watched this scene, a glint of light flashed in his golden eyes.

"It seems this prop will ultimately end up in my hands."

His voice wasn't loud, but with the aid of magic, it reached Ainz's ears clearly.

Ainz looked up, his crimson eyes seeing Higashino Makoto standing atop the ruins.

His skeletal face was expressionless, but his tone carried a hint of relief.

"You've arrived, just in time."

"After all, it's an agreement, and I don't want to ruin our friendship by getting ahead of the game."

Higashino Makoto jumped from the top of the building and landed lightly on the ground, the gravel making a dull sound under his feet.

"However, it seems I still made it in time."

He raised his head and looked at the colossal giant that blotted out the sky, its golden eyes reflecting the flowing runes.

How much health does it have left?

"Around 60%, its attack power isn't strong, but its health regeneration is very fast."

Ainz's voice was calm, but tinged with weariness.

"My MP is almost depleted, and my Super-Tier Magic is still on cooldown. The rest is up to you."

Higashino Makoto nodded, tossed a silver potion to Ainz, and looked at him with a hint of heartache.

"An MP-restoring potion, a rare item not even available in the game. It was crafted using a special World Item and can restore approximately 10% of your MP."

Higashino Makoto always felt that it was a waste to leave the Sin Silver Coin lying around, and after many experiments, the final result was this potion.

Unfortunately, the production volume was too low.

A potion that restores 10% of MP costs approximately one hundred Sin Silver Coin, which is almost four days' worth of production.

Furthermore, the medicine has a 24-hour cooling period.

However, it's better than nothing.

Of course, Higashino Makoto didn't use all of it to make this; after all, having a cooling system is enough.

Ainz took the potion, glanced at it, and then put it in his backpack.

For Magic Caster, magic power is equivalent to life itself.

No, it's more important than health points.

These medications are needed in critical situations.

"You have something this good? What's the production volume?"

He asked.

Higashino Makoto didn't tell the whole truth, but he didn't exaggerate too much either.

"It takes a week to get one bottle like this, and each use requires a 24-hour cooling period. It's best kept as a trump card, not suitable for large-scale deployment."

Ainz nodded without asking any further questions.

He had actually suspected for some time that this product had low production volume and a cooling-off period.

After all, it's something that doesn't exist in the game, so it's already quite remarkable that Higashino Makoto was able to create something like this.

Do you need my help?

"Unnecessary."

Higashino Makoto shook his head.

"Step back. Let me handle this. Remember to stay far away; this magic isn't very effective against the undead."

He was worried that if he unleashed a special attack with an overpowered move, and it happened to be "exceptionally effective," instantly killing him.

Ainz did not hesitate.

He unleashed "flight," his body slowly rising into the air and retreating to the edge of the battlefield.

His crimson eyes were fixed on Higashino Makoto's retreating figure, awaiting his move.

Higashino Makoto took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, flames ignited in his black pupils.

It was not a real flame, but a purer light formed from condensed magic.

That light emanated from his eyes, spreading throughout his body and enveloping him in a golden glow.

He started applying buffs.

"Greater Full Potential"

"Magic Caster's Blessing"

"Angel's Blessing"

"Holy Shield"

"Dragon Power"

"Fortune"

"Hero"

"Free"

"Indomitability"

Layer upon layer of light enveloped him—golden, silvery, pale blue, emerald green—

The interplay of various colored lights illuminated him, making him appear like a god.

Ainz watched from a distance, a complex light flashing in his crimson eyes.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone apply buffs like this.

"Just how many buffs did this guy have?"

He didn't count, but there were at least twenty or more floors.

It's pretty much the same as when I used to run dungeons.

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