"Luke-san..." Momonga looked at Luke, a little flustered.
After all, before this, he was just a salaryman. Although he was the guild master of one of the top ten guilds in the game, a game is ultimately just a game, it's not the same as reality.
Back then, Momonga was willing to explore the world, unwilling to just huddle up in the heteromorphic race's old base and barely get by. Even when he was maliciously PKed and killed repeatedly, he didn't care.
But if this were real life, he would never dare to run around risking his life just to satisfy his curiosity.
Of course, Momonga is Momonga — he has that magical skill called "Forcibly Staying Calm."
Soon, he calmed himself down, "Luke-san, you don't seem very surprised about the current situation?"
Luke nodded.
"Why?"
"Why? That's what I'm saying, Momonga!" Luke suddenly became agitated and started pacing around.
"Wha… wha… what?" Momonga, startled by Luke's sudden agitation, was shocked as well.
"I told you to read more books back then, but you didn't! See, this is what happens when you don't read books!" Luke said with a face of "hate iron for not becoming steel."
"Read books?"
"Yes! The books I recommended to you before!"
Momonga thought back carefully and suddenly remembered…
"You mean 'A Thousand Examples of Transmigrators', '800 Ways to Teach You How to Transmigrate', 'If You Don't Build a Harem After Transmigrating, Are You Even Human?', and 'Transmigration: Bromance Edition'?"
"...That last one was not recommended by me, don't you throw the pot at me, I wasn't, I didn't, I don't know anything! Goodbye."
"..."
"So, Luke-san, you think our current state is transmigration? As in, we've transmigrated into the game world?" Momonga quickly connected the dots after being reminded.
"Given the current situation, transmigration is the only thing I can think of. But whether we've transmigrated into the game, into modern reality, or into another world — we'll have to wait for Sebas' report." Luke shrugged as he replied.
Although he was ninety-nine percent sure it was transmigration into another world, nothing is absolute — making absolute claims is a fool's act.
After this back-and-forth, Momonga completely calmed down. Years of adventure had given him plenty of experience, and in this moment, he immediately began thinking about what to do next.
"Then, given the limited intel, the first priority is to ensure safety. Ah, so Luke-san asked Albedo to test the Guardians' loyalty for this reason. I see, Luke-san, you're as reliable as always."
"Haha, I just learned it all from you, Momonga — thanks for teaching me well!"
"Luke-san, you're always so humble." Momonga sighed. The guild members had left one by one, only Luke had stayed by his side, doing the same boring daily quests again and again, just to keep the guild running.
And Luke was the No.1 spender. His motto was: "Think about it — will you get stronger if you don't spend money?"
Every time Momonga was about to give up after a bad gacha roll, Luke would cheer him up, "Don't give up! It's just that your spending posture is wrong. Let's change our posture and try ten more pulls!"
"Damn it, I'm going to whale on you today!"
"I want this heaven to no longer stop my spending, I want this earth to no longer block my top-ups!"
"Spending money makes me happy, topping up gives me pleasure!"
"What? A top-up discount starts in twenty seconds? That's an insult! I, damn it, absolutely won't wait twenty seconds! Kekekeke…"
But later, this No.1 spender was willing to stay with him, guarding the guild's memories. And even now, he was the only one still by his side.
As Momonga sighed, Luke smiled awkwardly. After all, he hadn't lied, Momonga had indeed quickly made the right choice after his initial panic.
Many anime-only viewers don't understand why Ainz was so cautious when summoning the Floor Guardians.
But actually, in the game, guild NPCs had a level cap and they couldn't exceed level 2750 total. So the "Supremes", the past guildmates, didn't just create combat NPCs.
Among them were ordinary maids and battle maids, and the ordinary maids' levels were very low, so low that they weren't a threat at all.
The Floor Guardians, however, represented the strongest fighting force, essentially the "bosses" guarding the floors!
Except for the Tenth Floor's Four Council, who were designed by Luke and thus fully known to him, the other Guardians were all designed by the former guild members.
Judging by the settings Tabula Smaragdina gave Albedo, those guildmates were truly freaks among freaks, perfectly capturing the "evil alignment" flavor of heteromorphic race characters.
What if those bastards had written in settings like "Loves the Supreme, wants to chop off the Supreme's head, find a good boat, and row forever together, never parting," or "Supreme makes us feel as happy as youth racing forward, go create miracles!" — the image is too horrifying to even imagine.
The Guardians' power wasn't much weaker than Ainz's or Luke's. If they rebelled, it would directly endanger Momonga's and Luke's lives.
But now, there was no need to worry too much. After all, besides Momonga, Luke was here too.
Not to mention, Momonga was the Overlord of the Undead, the highest-tier magic caster. To put it plainly, he's a "Great Archmage", spammer type, ridiculously powerful.
Given enough time to prepare, he's theoretically unbeatable. And with a full set of divine-class equipment and the guild weapon, unless all Guardians rebelled together, at the very least, he could escape.
And Luke wasn't a pushover either. As an old World of Warcraft player, he even used his guild reputation to rename the Great Tomb to "Naxxramas"!
And Naxxramas, as WoW's level 60 endgame raid, was a true classic.
Inside was Patchwerk, the abomination "sewn monster" boss. The phrase "Patchwerk will play with you" was the nightmare of countless raid teams at midnight.
Patchwerk's skills and attacks were simple — just a gear check. If you couldn't survive a single hit, it was GG with laughter… or you cast an intervention with laughter…
So Luke's build was a one-shot-kill style. No matter what your gear, race, or level was, left hand normal attack, right hand hate strike, then both hands for Berserk Strike — classic pure manly man playstyle.
Combined with gear not inferior to Momonga's and the Abomination's Devour ability to heal HP, he was basically Kratos 2.0 — brutal as hell.
Of course, if three hits still weren't enough?
Then he would decisively choose to run away! It's just that so far, he had never encountered anyone or anything that could withstand his third Berserk Strike.
Even when there were only the two of them left in the guild, the guild's ranking, although no longer in the top three, never dropped out of the top ten.
And don't forget, Luke exploited a system bug to create the Four Council, each at level 95, seriously unbalancing the game.
His massive spending forced the devs to accept this with tears in their eyes. They only patched the bug and forbade the Four Council from leaving Naxxramas' tenth floor, a solution as laughable as covering one's ears while stealing a bell.
This incident was even reported by players… and caused a wave of protests.
As Luke's Four Wives, they included a tank, a mage, a rogue, and a priest, with plenty of skills and clearly divided roles. They shared life points and would instantly revive unless all of them died at once.
So when Momonga and Luke used the guild-only teleport rings to teleport to Naxxramas' sixth floor, they weren't that worried.
With that much firepower, they already represented more than half of Naxxramas' total combat power.
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