In the deepest part of the Mountains of Death, the resting place of the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, one of the six Great True Dragon Lords, heavy breathing echoed through the narrow, dark valley. Rows of zombie knights guarded the area on both sides of the canyon, their dry, scarlet eyes radiating an emotionless, cold gaze.
Suddenly, a purplish-black mist appeared in the distance and gradually spread towards them. Within seconds, the dense fog had enveloped the entire outer perimeter of the canyon. The armored zombies initially glanced at the sudden appearance of the mist, but then paid it no further attention.
After all, as undead beings, they were completely unaffected by mere mist. Moreover, the Mountains of Death were perpetually shrouded in thick fog, so this mist was just a slightly different color.
‘What a truly underworldly environment.’
On the other side, Lu Minghao, who had silently infiltrated the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord's resting place using shadows, surveyed the gloomy, dark surroundings and continued to complain. As expected of a dragon who dabbled in necromancy, its lair was the epitome of the underworld.
The Mountains of Death teemed with various undead monsters, even forming something akin to a food chain. It could be said that the Mountains of Death lived up to its name, the only 'living being' in the vast mountain range being Lu Minghao.
As for the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, five hundred years ago, after the Eight Greed Kings used the world-class item Five Elements Counteraction to pollute the Source Magic, it had transformed its race into the top-tier dragon undead to increase its strength and fight against the players.
Using a loophole, the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord could not only use the True Dragon Lord's strongest Source Magic, but also learned tier magic brought by the players.
“Speaking of which, is that the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord?”
While complaining about the underworldly environment, Lu Minghao continued to sneak deeper into the canyon. Upon reaching the deepest part of the canyon, he finally saw his target: the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, one of the six Great True Dragon Lords.
Its massive, hill-like body lay sprawled on the ground covered with various rare materials and treasures. Its snake-like neck coiled around its body, and its huge, grotesque head rested on a small mountain of gold coins, its heavy breathing echoing around.
Looking at the sleeping Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, Lu Minghao skillfully slipped into its shadow. Then, he quietly poked his head out from the shadow beneath the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, clicking his tongue as he looked at the behemoth before him.
Even while it was asleep, Lu Minghao could clearly feel the immense and terrifying magic power within it, coupled with the dragon's powerful physique, various magics, and its million-plus zombie knights.
Honestly, even in the Slime world, this guy would be considered an awakened True Demon Lord.
“But, too bad you met me.”
The next moment, Lu Minghao revealed a sinister smile. According to the normal procedure, Lu Minghao would have brazenly awakened the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord after finding its location, and then engaged in a passionate life-or-death battle.
But unfortunately, Lu Minghao had no such thing as a strongman's sentiments. Counting his actions since reincarnation, none of them were upright. From the beginning, he relied on scavenging to develop, then ran to the Western countries' battlefield to continue scavenging, until he awakened as a True Demon Lord. Lu Minghao had always hidden in the shadows as a schemer.
This time was no exception, of course. Since the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord was asleep, Lu Minghao would not miss such a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack. It would be a waste not to take advantage of this opportunity to kill the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord.
Thinking of this, Lu Minghao turned his head and looked around. Perhaps it was due to overconfidence in its strength, or perhaps because of the dragon's greedy nature, there were no undead guarding the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord's treasure-filled sleeping place.
After confirming that there were no dangers around and that the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord would not wake up, Lu Minghao's head sank into the shadows again. Then, the entire shadow began to squirm and stretch, enveloping everything around it.
Relying on the skill [Magic Shielding] he had obtained from an unknown source, the whole process was carried out silently, without revealing even the slightest trace of magic power.
By the time the zombie knights guarding outside realized something was wrong, the entire canyon had been completely sealed off. Even if the zombie knights outside made any noise, there was no movement inside the shadow. To be safe, Lu Minghao even set up several layers of magic barriers, completely preventing the zombie knights outside from awakening the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord through mental connection.
“Done!”
After confirming that the internal blockade was complete, Lu Minghao's figure appeared outside the barrier, looking at the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord who was still sleeping inside with a satisfied smile. As for the numerous zombie knights guarding outside, and the millions of other sleeping zombie knights in the Mountains of Death.
At this moment, they were being silently melted by the poisonous fog that enveloped the entire Mountains of Death. The zombie knights closest to Lu Minghao who wanted to attack him had already turned into a pool of purplish-black slime as they charged towards him, and were then absorbed by the poisonous fog to become part of it.
A few minutes later, the fog that enveloped the entire Mountains of Death was so thick that one could not see their fingers. The heavy fog looked like churning seawater from afar, and began to converge continuously towards the center of the mountains, a giant vortex appearing above the Mountains of Death.
“Smack, smack!”
Half a minute later, the poisonous fog that had originally enveloped the entire Mountains of Death had disappeared completely. Lu Minghao, who was in the deepest part of the Mountains of Death, smacked his lips with a bored expression after swallowing the last mouthful of poisonous fog, feeling the slight increase in magic power in his body and a few skills that he would not even bother to look at the trash talent panel.
For the current Lu Minghao, the nourishment provided by a mere million undead was a drop in the bucket for his growth, barely an appetizer.
“Then, it's your turn, little cutie!”
The next moment, Lu Minghao licked his lips and looked at the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord still sleeping inside the barrier. As for why Lu Minghao would not first sneak attack the sleeping Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, but instead destroy the million-plus zombie knights and many other undead in the Mountains of Death.
It was entirely because Lu Minghao felt that the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord had a strange connection with the millions of zombie knights. At this moment, the connection was not very noticeable while the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord was asleep, but Lu Minghao's intuition told him that if he allowed the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord to awaken and then activate the connection with the millions of zombie knights.
Then, killing the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord would be several times more difficult than it was now. Therefore, Lu Minghao, who believed in his intuition, naturally chose to first devour all the zombie knights, and even emptied the entire Mountains of Death to be safe, making the name Mountains of Death truly live up to its name.
Inside the barrier, the Decaying Coffin Dragon Lord, who was completely unaware of what was happening outside, was still sleeping. Since the Eight Greed Kings suffered heavy losses due to internal strife five hundred years ago, and were then completely annihilated by the Dragon race.
The Rotten Coffin Dragon King went alone to the Mountains of Death, and in order to target the players who might descend again, he not only transformed his own race, but also researched various abilities and Origin Magic specifically for players.
However, in the long time that followed, the Rotten Coffin Dragon King began to fall into constant slumber to enhance his own power, because for the Dragon race, slumber is one of the best ways to increase strength, and because the Mountains of Death are located on the edge of the world and have a large number of undead.
This resulted in this place not being dared to be set foot in by other life for a long time, so the time the Rotten Coffin Dragon King fell into slumber each time became longer and longer.
"Is the source of the soul here?"
At the same time, Lu Minghao, who had returned to the barrier, was using the power of the [Lust] talent to look directly at the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's soul through his body. After all, for the Rotten Coffin Dragon King who had been transformed into the top-level Undead Dragon, even if his entire body was destroyed, it was not too serious of damage.
To truly kill him, then it must be the destruction of his soul.
For this reason, Lu Minghao would look for the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's soul source. For Lu Minghao, who had the ability of the [Lust] talent to directly see the soul, this was just a very simple matter.
It only took less than a few seconds to see the soul source hidden by the Rotten Coffin Dragon King in the heart position, but wanting to destroy the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's soul source was not as simple as destroying his heart.
"If someone else were here, they might not have a way, but for me..."
[Lust] (Purple): Possesses the ability to dominate and distort the most instinctive and primitive desires of life forms, freely transforming and controlling them.
Ability 1: Active: Freely modify and distort the souls of life forms with strength lower than one's own, and can absorb them to enhance one's own soul.
Passive: Automatically arouses the primitive reproductive desires of all life forms around, and possesses the ability to reproduce with any life form or non-life form, and has absolute control over the offspring.
Since awakening the [Lust] talent, Lu Minghao has possessed the ability to freely distort and modify souls. Since he can modify souls, then of course he can also destroy souls.
"Lust Sin as the Blade, Gluttony Sin as the Sword, Endless Evil as the Hilt, plus the skills I obtained after devouring countless living beings, I don't believe this sword can't kill you!"
As he said that, a black short sword slowly appeared in Lu Minghao's hand. The dark blade gleamed with a dark purple light. The black sword surface was like a deep, bottomless abyss. Endless evil flowed out from the sword hilt...
"Let's see if you die!"
Looking at the Sin Sword in his hand, which gathered all his abilities, Lu Minghao raised his head and looked at the Rotten Coffin Dragon King, who was close at hand, with a cruel smile on his face.
Whoosh!
In the next second, the meter-long sword pierced straight into the sleeping Rotten Coffin Dragon King's body, the blade easily penetrating his body and soul. The power of the two great Sins, endless evil, and various other powers began to pour into the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's body and soul.
"Roar!!"
At the same time, the originally sleeping Rotten Coffin Dragon King felt an unprecedented pain, and his tightly closed dragon eyes suddenly opened. The huge dragon body leaped up and let out a shrill roar, resounding throughout the Mountains of Death.
"Who are you?"
In the next second, the Rotten Coffin Dragon King noticed Lu Minghao below, and also noticed the long sword inserted in his chest. An unprecedented sense of weakness filled his body. At this moment, the Rotten Coffin Dragon King only felt that his power was being continuously devoured by the long sword.
"I'm a kind slime passing by."
Facing the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's question, Lu Minghao looked at him with a smile, as for continuing to attack the Rotten Coffin Dragon King, it was completely unnecessary. At this moment, with the heart position pierced by the Sin Sword as the center, the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's body and soul were withering and collapsing like sand.
From the time the Rotten Coffin Dragon King woke up and asked the question, in less than a second, a hole several meters in size had been corroded on the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's mountain-like body. At this moment, the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's body and soul were like a sand sculpture, constantly dissipating.
"Slime..."
Clang!
Before the Rotten Coffin Dragon King could finish speaking, the Sin Sword in his chest fell to the ground with a crisp collision sound, followed by the mountain-like huge dragon body crashing down heavily, shattering into pieces with a bang.
"There are four more."
Lu Minghao looked at the Rotten Coffin Dragon King's body, which was shattered into pieces in front of him, with an expressionless face, then walked forward to pick up the buried Sin Sword, turned the blade towards himself, and then stabbed down without hesitation.
The blade easily pierced through Lu Minghao's body, then slowly and completely melted into it, turning into Lu Minghao's nourishment.
"The closest one to here...is you, right?"
Feeling the huge nourishment in his body beginning to be absorbed and his magic power beginning to grow rapidly, Lu Minghao looked greedily towards the sky, the next target being the True Dragon King, the Holy Sky Dragon King, who was closest to his location.
That was an extremely huge dragon, its body comparable to a small island, but its personality was very Buddhist, its favorite thing to do was to fly in the sky, as for the affairs of the ground, it didn't care about anything.
"Such a big body, the taste must be very good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Minghao's body slowly disappeared from the spot, except that a fist-sized slime appeared in the place where Lu Minghao left, and the chaotic, disordered power of Sin began to spread into the distance...
.......
Three days later.
Above the endless ocean in the northernmost part of the continent, Lu Minghao expressionlessly put down his blood-stained palm. In front of him, the Seven-Colored Dragon King, one of the Six Great True Dragon Kings, was weakly falling towards the ocean below. The originally deep blue seawater had been dyed red at this moment, and countless mutated sea monsters were swimming in the bright red seawater.
"The last one, the timing is just right."
Looking at the Seven-Colored Dragon King who had completely died in front of him, Lu Minghao turned his head to look in the direction of the continent. In the three days, Lu Minghao killed all the remaining Five Great True Dragon Kings except for the Platinum Dragon King. In this process, he killed two Dragon Kings by poisoning, ambushing, and assassinating.
The remaining three Dragon Kings were all directly crushed and ravaged to death by Lu Minghao with his powerful strength.
And now, the last Seven-Colored Dragon King had also died in Lu Minghao's hands. By the way, in the process of chasing and killing the Five Great True Dragon Kings in these three days, Lu Minghao would leave a clone in every place with a lower degree of erosion.
In just three days, a large number of clones had almost spread throughout the entire world. In addition to the previously eroded places, at this moment, he was just waiting for Ainz Ooal Gown and the Platinum Dragon King to start a war, and when both sides' attention was attracted.
Lu Minghao could completely erode the entire world and turn it into his shape.
And by that time, Ainz Ooal Gown and the Platinum Dragon King would also lose their usefulness, but as their beloved friends, Lu Minghao, this kind slime, would definitely give them the greatest gratitude...by letting them become a part of himself.
