The guard fell to the ground, his hand completely broken, with his broken hand still in Ainz's grasp, he stared at him with bloodshot eyes and begged for mercy.
"AHHHH! Please, I was wrong, I could not see a great cultivator in front of me. Please forgive my blindness, it hurts!"
The other guards who saw this began to laugh even more, thinking it was some kind of performance from their friend to mock the kid even more, however, their expression changed when they saw tears coming out from his eyes, and then saw the state of his hand when Ainz released his grasp.
The hand had turned into a vegetable!
It was as if there were no bones inside of it. After letting go, Ainz turned his gaze toward the rest of the guards and then pointed at two of them.
"You and you, I believe you were talking to me earlier. Come here, I believe I haven't exchanged greetings with you guys yet."
