Despite Arthur's valiant effort to reinforce his defences with {Enhanced Resilience}, the ethereal wind blade of Kikotenshin's {Astral Galeblade} persisted, relentlessly testing the limits of Arthur's magical fortitude.
The deadlock between the opposing forces stretched the battlefield into a surreal moment of suspended animation. The flames of {Triple Maximized Inferno Ambush} flickered with an eerie glow as if awaiting the resolution of the clash.
With each passing moment, Arthur's {Enhanced Resilience} began to waver under the relentless assault of Kikotenshin's spell. The strain on Arthur became evident, and the glow of his magical aura flickered as he struggled to maintain his resilience against the ethereal forces.
Sensing the weakness, Milford quickly swung down his Great sword cutting Arthur's next arms and making him armless.
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[You Lost, Sir.] Friday's voice sounded as Arthur lay on the ground, his blood flowing like water.
'You don't say, Ahh~~, this hurts like hell, Friday.'
[I told you, Sir, that You are not going to win if you use your Incubus form.]
'I suppose you were right, Friday. I might have overestimated the capabilities of my Incubus form,' Arthur groaned, feeling the pain coursing through his wounded body.
[You tend to do that quite often, Sir.]
'Well, it's not like I get to practice these scenarios regularly,' Arthur quipped, attempting to lighten the mood.
As the battlefield remained in a momentary pause, Milford and Kikotenshin Nekonyan, the victors of this clash, exchanged glances, silently acknowledging their triumph. The pool of Arthur's blood created a stark contrast against the magical flames that continued to flicker around them.
'How are things on Shalltear's end?' Arthur inquired, his voice strained.
[The Choir of Blood has successfully decimated the opposing forces. It seems Shalltear enjoyed the carnage.]
Arthur chuckled weakly, 'At least someone's having a good time.'
[I took the liberty to block all visuals from the area, sir. Albedo and Aurora are worried as they couldn't see you.]
'Why did you block the visuals, Friday?' Arthur asked.
[I couldn't let them watch your weak state, sir. I find it inconvenient to let it happen. So I blocked their means of visuals—Mirror of Remote viewing.]
'And you said you don't love me,' Arthur said teasingly.
[No, sir. I never said that. I only stated that I found it burdensome to always submit to your sensual stare.]
'Right, we will get to that later, but now just remove the restrictions and make sure both Greed Kings and Great Gods have a great visual of what I am doing.'
[Certainly, Sir. I appreciate it if you wouldn't get hurt as I don't want to babysit you.]
'I love you too.' Arthur replied to Friday.
As Milford approached Arthur, a triumphant grin on his face, Kikotenshin kept a cautious distance, assessing the fallen enemy with a thoughtful expression.
They are not without injury, but Kikotenshin is in better shape than Milford.
"Congratulations on your victory, gentlemen. I must admit, you've proven to be formidable adversaries," Arthur acknowledged, maintaining a sense of composure despite his defeated state.
Milford, still basking in the thrill of triumph, raised his greatsword, ready to deliver the final blow. "Any last words?"Milford's body was oozing with blood and wounds, As he was one who fought Arthur face to face.
Arthur, with a light smile, whispered, "Just one. I still haven't introduced myself."
Intrigued by the unexpected statement, hesitated for a brief moment, and both Kikotenshin and Milford stopped for a moment.
Even though both Kikotenshin and Milford have indiscriminate hate for each other, in front of the common enemy they still join forces.
Arthur, despite his weakened state, managed to raise his hand, gesturing for both to lean closer. As they obliged, Arthur whispered, "I am Ancient One, The Ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, The Guildmaster of Ainz Ooal Gown...I got you Fuckers. Cancel {Illusionary Mirage}." Arthur's command took effect as the magic circle hidden by the spell {Illusionary Mirage} came to light.
"Super tier magic {Apocalypse Nova}."
{Apocalypse Nova}, Unleashes a cataclysmic burst of energy, engulfing the surroundings in a devastating explosion that obliterates all in its path.
The magic circle pulsed with an ominous glow as the incantation for {Apocalypse Nova} resonated through the battlefield. Milford and Kikotenshin Nekonyan, frozen in a moment of realization, exchanged glances as the impending cataclysm loomed over them.
"You Cowardly Fucker." Milford screamed as he knew there was no way out.
The explosion engulfed the battlefield, a blinding display of destruction that left nothing in its wake. The shockwave echoed through the magical flames and illusions, erasing all traces of the epic clash that had unfolded moments ago.
In the aftermath, as the dust settled, Arthur's form emerged unscathed, standing amidst the remnants of the battlefield.
But he was not in his Incubus avatar instead he was in his original form—Doppelganger.
Encased in an unusual slimy coating, the creature gleamed with an otherworldly glow, creating an eerie light around its eerie face. The see-through substance clung to its form like a creepy hug, highlighting the strange beauty that captivated and unsettled onlookers. Its looks repelled any who laid eyes upon it.
Encountering Arthur in his doppelganger form, anyone familiar with the YGGDRASIL game would immediately recognize the player standing before them. The uncanny resemblance to Arthur's virtual avatar, intricately crafted within the game's expansive universe, left no room for doubt. The familiarity etched on the faces of those who played YGGDRASIL betrayed a silent acknowledgement—a shared understanding that the figure before them was, undeniably, the embodiment of the most dangerous player in YGGDRASIL.
With his Doppelganger form revealed, Arthur stood amidst the remnants of the battlefield, the eerie glow of his true form sending shivers down the spines of those who recognized the infamous Destroyer of Asgard.
Kikotenshin Nekonyan, despite his tragic state, couldn't hide the awe in his eyes. "The Destroyer of Asgard... Ancient One."
'See, Friday, everyone knows my name. '
[Probably because you cheated your way through the game.] Friday replied.
Milford, still recovering from the aftermath of {Apocalypse Nova}, glared at Arthur with newfound intensity. "You tricked us, Bastard scum! What other lies have you spun?"
"Nothing. I'm here to wage war against each and every one of you. This was just a demonstration. Go back to your kingdom and tell others that I have arrived to take over this world."
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