Inside the Sakura Sanctuary.
Orel chanted an incantation, sending invisible ripples across time and space to buff everyone.
This was Orel's unique blessing magic, which could forcibly raise a target's skill by one tier.
Shalltear's skills were already at the top level, but under the enhancement of the blessing magic, they broke through once more.
They directly breached Milim's defense.
Draco watched with a sense of dread.
If Milim's Ultimate Skill, King of Wrath, were activated, Nazarick would definitely be torn apart.
"So powerful!!"
Milim cried out in surprise; she didn't seem angry at all, but rather looked eager for more.
After all, since becoming a Demon Lord, Milim hadn't been able to find anyone to fight against.
The Dark Emperor, Guy, who was capable of contending with her, would never fight her because he feared Milim might go on a rampage and destroy the world again.
Therefore, he would never battle her, not even for a spar.
Today, Milim had finally found an opponent.
"Wahahaha, interesting, this is way too interesting-noda."
The Aura around her surged as she instantly transformed into her combat mode.
A single red horn grew from the center of her forehead, she donned purple light combat armor, and purple dragon wings unfurled from her back.
A powerful gale swept across the field.
"I'm going to get serious now!"
Milim brandished the Demon Sword Tenma and charged toward Shalltear.
"Hmph!"
Shalltear snorted coldly and met the attack with her Pipette Lance.
Cocytus followed closely behind, his four weapons swinging with fierce momentum in perfect coordination.
Booms echoed continuously across the battlefield.
Aura drew her bow and began to charge her power, her arrow glowing with a chilling light.
Whiz—!
The arrow shot toward Milim at an unbelievable speed.
Milim flapped her wings, narrowly dodging the arrow.
The arrow struck a distant rock, blasting a massive crater into it.
Mare's magic was restricted.
Large-scale nature magic would affect his allies, so he could only summon countless vines to harass the enemy.
In an instant, all sorts of plants swayed wildly across the wasteland.
"Ahahaha, it's been a long time since I felt like this!"
Milim shouted excitedly.
The more she fought, the braver she became, her entire body erupting with a terrifying Aura.
At this moment, she had transformed into a true Demon Lord!
"This girl..."
Draco murmured to himself.
Milim was truly too terrifying.
Even with everyone enhanced by Orel's magic, attacks that couldn't hit were meaningless, no matter how strong they were.
Draco wanted to bring the battle to a halt.
Even now, Milim still hadn't unleashed her full strength.
If she were willing to unleash a single Dragon Meteor Blast Flame Tyrant, the Eighth Floor would likely be gone.
Crucially, what Draco feared was her King of Wrath, which could cause the Magical Essence in her body to proliferate infinitely.
That power was enough to destroy this world.
Therefore, it was impossible to defeat Milim.
The only opening was Victim's Absolute Imprisonment.
But Milim's Dragon Eye seemed to have seen through Victim's ability, as she hadn't touched him even once.
Draco was waiting for the right opportunity.
..."Maximize Magic: Vermilion Nova!"
BOOM—!!
Vermilion flames bloomed in the wasteland.
Milim was entangled by Cocytus and Shalltear's clones when she saw the flames incoming.
Purple specks of light converged toward Milim, and the majestic energy made everyone present feel a sense of palpitation.
"Now's the time, everyone retreat!"
"Albedo, block it!"
Draco shouted loudly and threw Victim over.
Shalltear and the others immediately retreated.
Albedo, clad in black armor, stood in front of everyone.
"Dragon Meteor Blast Flame Tyrant!"
That explosive flare, which had once blasted away the royal city of the Lion King Carrion in a single shot, was released by Milim.
A pillar of reddish-purple fire as thick as a mountain, carrying temperatures high enough to burn everything to ash, blasted toward Albedo.
"Holy Shield!"
"Wall of Jericho!"
"hermes trismegistus, activate!"
Three layers of absolute defense stood before the pillar of fire.
BOOM—!
CRACK!!
The golden Holy Shield shattered instantly, breaking into countless pieces.
As for the Wall of Hermes, a massive pitch-black wall collapsed after shaking violently.
However, the power of the fire pillar was significantly weakened.
BOOM!!!
When the fire pillar hit the black armor on Albedo's body, its power decreased once more.
hermes trismegistus, a God-tier magic item.
It can transfer the opponent's attacks to the armor, and can even withstand the damage of high-firepower magic like the Super-Tier Magic 'Fallen Down' three times a day without taking damage.
Albedo used up all three chances directly, and only then did she barely manage to block this Dragon Meteor Blast Flame Tyrant.
Pfft!!
A mouthful of fresh blood was spat from her mouth; she had clearly suffered trauma.
Fortunately, the battle was over now; otherwise, if Milim fired another shot, it would be game over.
Victim died in the attack just now.
As the aftershocks of the Dragon Meteor Blast Flame Tyrant dispersed, a crystal core was left where Victim had died.
The crystal core flickered with a brilliant pink light.
CRACK!
Following the shattering of the crystal core, a pink pillar of light shot into the sky.
After reaching a sufficient height, the pillar of light expanded outward, transforming into a super-wide area magic circle.
Runes instantly covered the Eighth Floor, and the base magic circle unfolded like fireworks.
Absolute Imprisonment!
It imprisons all enemies within the formation; no magic, resistance, or items can dispel it.
The targets' internal skills will also be unable to be released.
"Oh no!"
A look of panic appeared on Milim's face.
Draco held Albedo, fed her a high-grade recovery potion, and then cast several healing spells.
Albedo's health was pulled back to full once again.
The group arrived in front of the imprisoned Milim.
Looking at the battlefield in a mess, Draco sighed helplessly.
"It's over, Milim."
"Do you admit defeat?"
Milim puffed out her cheeks, feeling somewhat unwilling.
Humph! You guys cheated!"
"This kind of ability is too much of a foul!"
"Ah~~~ I don't care, let's do it again!"
Milim refused to admit defeat no matter what.
Draco's mouth twitched.
If we do it again, I might lose my Eighth Floor.
What a troublesome fellow.
"Then how about we call it a draw?"
"Anyway, you can't move now, and I can't do anything to you either."
"Hmm..."
Milim fell into a state of hesitation.
"What about our previous agreement?"
Draco thought for a moment.
"Let's form an alliance!"
"In my capacity as the Guild Master of Ainz Ooal Gown, Draco, I propose an alliance to Demon Lord Milim."
"As an ally, I won't tell anyone about you sneaking here."
"I see..."
Milim seemed very satisfied with this decision.
"Mm! Then it's happily decided."
"The alliance is established!"
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