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As if breaking free from her restraints, the girl's expression turned ferocious, and in the pitch-black night, she exuded an extremely evil aura.
"【flight】!"
Shalltear's figure transformed into a red beam of light and shot towards the graveyard.
That is, the moment Shalltear headed towards Roya's location, Roya, who was originally walking back, sensed this evil aura.
Luo Ya, who was originally planning to go back to sleep, paused slightly, and his expression became somewhat strange.
Roya's senses were exceptional; he immediately picked up on the other party's obvious hostility.
"Alright, I haven't had enough fun either, so I'll play with you for a bit."
With this in mind, Luo Ya took the initiative to approach the person.
When the two finally met, Shalltear looked slightly puzzled. After thinking for a moment, she asked with some surprise, "You are... the person from a few days ago?"
Roya remained silent, his blue robe fluttering in the wind. He had already clearly seen Shalltear's appearance, so he didn't seem particularly surprised at the moment.
Shalltear's surprise quickly turned into a cruel smile. Her gaze, sharp as a knife, seemed to scrutinize Roya, as if she were looking at some rare delicacy.
"Then, I'll begin!" As if making a declaration, Shalltear began to slowly approach Roya.
At this moment, she had entered a state of bloodlust and frenzy, and had lost her usual calm and rationality.
This is a situation she is very prone to fall into when fighting or after absorbing blood, but she doesn't care about it at all and even enjoys the process.
In Shalltear's view, the natives of this world, no matter how strong, couldn't be that strong, not even a mysterious person like Roja.
After all, as a guardian, she also has her own pride.
As the guardian of the first to third floors of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Shalltear Bloodfallen, a level 100 NPC designed by the Supreme Being Ainz Ooal Gown, possesses power in this world that can almost be described as catastrophic.
In her view, Roya might indeed have some strength, but what good is having some strength in the face of true power?
Without considering Gorgonda, Shalltear is the Guardian with the strongest overall abilities. She was created with a rigorous class structure, wears legendary equipment, and wields a divine weapon—the Droplet Spear—that can absorb damage from opponents and restore health.
As a faith-based magic caster who worships the original bloodline—the god-ancestor "Kain'abel" (a minor boss in YGGDRASIL), he not only possesses several spells that can be used to deal with the undead, but is also skilled in melee combat, making him Ainz's natural enemy in terms of ability.
Shalltear's overall strength is positioned as mid-to-lower tier among players. If she were to equip herself with god-tier gear, her strength could reach mid-to-high tier. If her gear is further adjusted to suit the opponent's characteristics, she could even reach upper-high tier.
Such a guy certainly has the right to be proud.
As a predator, she had a strong confidence in her own abilities, and with this confidence, she actually began to enjoy the process of hunting her prey.
She slowly approached her opponent to create more pressure; she didn't conceal her aura, and that fierce, beast-like aura was fully released.
A bright red orb of blood floated above Shalltear's head, and the evil aura emanating from her body was so dense that it was almost suffocating. Yet, even so, the young man in front of her remained unmoved.
The young man's calm expression surprised Shalltear somewhat.
Instead of making a move, she asked curiously, "...Aren't you going to run away?"
The two were now less than three meters apart. Roya knew that Roya was a high-level magic caster. To be precise, Roya's information was public knowledge throughout the Great Tomb of Nazarick. Of course, Ainz knew very little about Roya, and his so-called information was only superficial.
Roya revealed very little about this world, and the information available was limited to things like Roya being able to cast ninth-rank magic.
In Shalltear's opinion, in close combat, Roja would be no match for her no matter what.
However, Roya's response was a nonchalant smile: "Run away? Shouldn't you be the one running away?"
"Oh my, you're really confident, just like those thieves. How should I put it, you're adorably stupid. But look, all those guys' blood is pooling on my head."
"I'm not as merciful as Lord Ainz. Human, if you don't run now, you'll be killed in a very, very cruel way. Really, it will be extremely cruel. They'll drain your blood and all that. Or are you just a complete idiot who can't even sense danger, with absolutely no observation or insight?"
"If that's the case, since you're an idiot, I'll be as gentle as possible when I'm drawing your blood later."
Shalltear's wine-red eyes became even more bewitching.
In fact, any other guardian would not talk so much nonsense, but Shalltear is the most special one. She not only likes killing, but also likes toying with her prey, making them show despair and fear, and then torturing them to death after playing with them to the extreme.
However, upon hearing these words, Roya's lips curled into a mocking smile: "I think perhaps your superior instructed you not to act rashly before you have a clear understanding of my background."
"But even after you discovered that I was the target, you still chose to take action. It seems that the Blood Pool still has a significant influence on you."
Shalltear's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.
She knows her own situation best.
The blood orbs gathering above her head are actually a skill called Blood Pool released by Shalltear. Its effect is simple: it can store the blood of victims for various purposes. It can also extract magic power from it.
However, releasing this skill will affect one's sanity.
In fact, Shalltear has many skills, all of which cause her to enter a berserk state, making her lose control of her reason.
Just like this time, if Shalltear were in her normal state, upon seeing that her opponent was Roja, her first thought would definitely not be to try to kill Roja, but to follow Ainz's orders, probe the enemy, and then retreat.
This is also a passive punishment for one's profession.
Because the Valkyrie class is too powerful, it has been given a penalty weakness to balance its strength. That is, the more blood one's body is stained with, the greater the bloodlust will be. Although combat power will be greatly enhanced, the price is that one will become unable to control one's mind.
These things are not exactly secrets among them.
But how did Roya know all this?
Shalltear's face darkened. She lost interest in continuing the conversation. Without saying another word, she took a step forward, clenched her right fist, and lightly punched Roya in the chest.
Although she didn't use a weapon, given Shalltear's level 100 and her class characteristics, the power of this attack was considerable. Even her seemingly small and thin fist was enough to pierce through dragon scales; this was a force capable of killing anyone in this country.
However, the instant Shalltear unleashed her attack, a cold glint suddenly appeared.
The slash, as cold as moonlight, descended with a speed surpassing Shalltear's dynamic vision. Before Shalltear could react, a slender, fair arm had already flown into the air.
"Ah?"
Shalltear uttered a dazed sound, her gaze fixed blankly on her severed right hand, her expression somewhat bewildered.
After waiting for a while, her not-so-bright brain finally realized what was going on.
Her arm was severed, cut off by the guy in front of her with unparalleled speed.
Chapter 412 Fierce Battle
The excruciating pain pierced Shalltear's nerves, and by the time she realized it, a surge of intense anger nearly overwhelmed her.
"You insect, how dare you hurt me!"
Before the words were even finished, Shalltear was suddenly struck hard in the abdomen. Roja kicked straight at her, the air crackling with an unbearable force, and the powerful blow sent Shalltear hurtling down into the forest below at an exaggerated speed.
The ground was instantly smashed into a deep crater, and dust billowed up in an instant.
The area below was a complete mess, with several trees along the road snapped in half.
Even though Shalltear was an undead, she felt intense pain and let out a painful groan.
"You lowly human being, ahhhhhh..."
The sharp roar transformed into invisible waves of air, blowing away all the rubble and dust that filled the sky.
Shalltear staggered to her feet from the pit. She was a far cry from her previous elegance, covered in dirt and missing an arm, looking utterly wretched.
Shalltear's pupils were no longer the eerie wine red they had been before; now they were a deep crimson, with the entire eyeball, starting from the iris, completely stained blood red.
Not only that, as her body trembled, Shalltear opened her mouth, revealing teeth as sharp as a shark's, and this was none other than Shalltear's true identity—a vampire!
At this moment, she became extremely ferocious, exuding a tyrannical aura. Her long silver hair moved without wind, and she was no longer the elegant woman she had been before. She looked like a monster.
"How dare you cut off my hand? And kick me?"
"How dare you harm this body created by the Supreme Being! You deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
"I'll kill you! I absolutely must kill you! I'll make you die in excruciating pain—!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!"
The monster roared in fury, its last shred of sanity remaining. Its evil and tyrannical aura transformed into a storm, relentlessly ravaging the forest.
Shalltear's actions filled the entire forest with a strong stench of blood. Under these circumstances, the birds and beasts in the forest began to flee in panic, and the people nearby all looked at Shalltear's location with shocked eyes.
Roya was unconcerned about Shalltear's berserk state. He showed no fear whatsoever. On the contrary, he had a faint smile on his lips, his eyes were deep and mysterious, and his blue robes fluttered in the wind.
"It's time to show up, don't disappoint me." Roya's lips curled into a slightly amused smile.
His kick was quite measured, because there were more than just the two of them in this forest.
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Almost as soon as Shalltear's aura swept through the entire forest, a group of adventurers stopped in their tracks.
"This kind of breath..."
A young man carrying a long spear was walking through the forest with several companions. He first showed a solemn expression, then he and his companions exchanged glances and hurried towards Roya's location.
"It appeared as expected..."
A warrior surrounded by weapons and clad in platinum armor suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at the end of the evil aura. He muttered to himself, and the next moment, his entire figure transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the spot.
At that moment, a host of mysterious figures began to rush toward Shalltear's location.
Shalltear's actions undoubtedly alerted those hiding behind the scenes, making this night anything but peaceful.
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Now let's talk about Roya.