As he spoke, he pointed to the logo on his neck, "Like me, start from the bottom."

Whether you can become an adventurer or not is not urgent at the moment, the most important thing is to figure out the issues related to gods.

Although there is no definite evidence, Ainz has already imagined a bit of the vulgar drama of "The Demon King and the Hero".

What?

You ask who is the devil and who is the brave?

Needless to say!

If JoJo, who is handsome and handsome and has a strong and powerful character, is not a brave man, then it is even less likely that he is a bunch of evil-looking skeletons.

Thinking of this, Ainz felt as curious as a cat scratching his head about the strange abilities Jon mentioned.

In his opinion, it should be something like a plug-in given by the gods...

I just don’t know which one is stronger between those unknown abilities and the world-class items I hold?

"We must get complete information from Jojo." Ainz quickly made up his mind.

However, there are many ways to obtain information, whether it is through appropriation or forced questioning, there must always be a specific protocol.

After repeatedly using detection tools to confirm that Jon was just a rookie with an overall level of 3, Ainz hesitated for a long time and decided to take the risk.

"Maybe it was just an accident. The so-called Messenger of God may be immune to mental control skills, but he is definitely not immune to direct damage skills. Just test it a little bit. If the other party is angry, just say you are joking..."

After clearly arranging the way forward and the way out, Anzi raised her hand and a spark came out from her fingertips.

"Oh? Feifei, are you a magic caster? I didn't expect that you, wearing armor and holding a big sword, can also master the power of magic." Jon, with hazy eyes, chuckled.

With a snap, he picked up the huge cross that was at hand.

"What a coincidence, he's the same as me."

There was a buzzing sound and time stopped.

Everything in the world instantly loses its color.

During the period of stillness, Ainz's consciousness could still move, but his 'forced calmness' passive was triggered dozens of times!

"Eh? What's going on!"

"Time-based skills? But why is there no chanting and no casting movement..."

"No, how can a human with a comprehensive level of 3 use time-based skills!"

"It should not be an active release, but some kind of passive skill-like protection."

Too many questions filled Ainz's heart.

Looking up, he saw a figure shrouded in white light appearing behind 'jojo'.

Ainz couldn't see clearly the specific appearance of that figure, but he felt that his soul had been greatly shocked...

It seemed like an instant, or like thousands of years, the time around me finally started to flow again.

Ainz fell backwards as if struck by lightning, and collapsed on the armchair.

"Lord Ainz, what's wrong with you?" Nabe immediately noticed Ainz's strangeness and stood up immediately.

Then, she turned her head and glared at Jon.

"How dare you plot against the Supreme Being, you ignorant rat woman!"

Jon blinked his big innocent eyes, "Conspiracy? Where is this? Feifei, why are you drunk when you haven't drank?"

"Don't be so rude to Ainz-sama!" The magic power around Nabe suddenly increased.

But before he could take action, Ainz interrupted him sharply, "That's enough Nabe, I'm fine."

My silly maid is really not afraid of death. If Ainz could sweat, it would have become a river by now.

He has no doubt that if Nabe takes action against Jojo, the special protection that exists in the other party will explode and eliminate all those who are hostile to the "Messenger of God"...

"But Lord Ainz!" Nabe was still unconvinced.

Ainz's tone suddenly became stern, "I told you many times that you will call me by my real name, Feifei, outside."

In an instant, the shivers from the depths of my soul rushed straight from the soles of my feet to my brain.

Nabe lowered her head tremblingly, "I...I understand, Mr. Feifei."

Ainz breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his grumpy maid with half fear and half hatred, "If there is another time, let your sister take you back to reflect on it."

Nabe couldn't help but imagine that scene

——Being abandoned or even disgusted by the supreme being is simply worse than killing her!

Ainz had no time to think about Nabe's mood at this moment.

Now, all he can think about is how to deal with Jojo's problem.

Although the opponent was very weak, the divine protection on his body was a powerful force that he had never seen before.

Hard to bear.

"It's such a shame. No wonder those who are the protagonists have cheats. It seems that this guy is no exception." Ainz had a headache.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to suppress his worries for the time being, stood up and said goodbye: "Little brother, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do, so I apologize for excuse me today."

The conversation changed, "By the way, I left enough money at the front desk for you to eat for three days and three nights. You're welcome, just enjoy it."

Can the cannonball not penetrate?

Then use sugar-coated bullets!

Before finding a solution to the problem, Ainz decided to appease the person on the other side.

As for what to do...

After returning to the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick and discussing with his own think tank, the result will naturally come.
Chapter completed!