OVERLORD: The Second Supreme Being

Momonga, after healing Nfirea, instructed Hamsuke to protect him for the time being. Meanwhile, Momonga and Nabe headed outside the city to deal with the undead forces assaulting the city walls.

"We'll head back to E-Rantel to assess the situation," said Peroroncino.

"Understood. Let's regroup later."

With that, Peroroncino used Greater Teleportation to transport himself back to E-Rantel.

........

A massive explosion rocked the city gates. A soldier, noticing Yulia, hurried toward her, gasping for breath.

"Finally, I found you... Hah... Hah... The city gate is on the verge of falling!" he reported between labored breaths.

Yulia turned to Peroroncino, who gave her a nod.

"You go on ahead," he said.

"Alright," Yulia responded, vanishing swiftly down the streets toward the walls.

......

At the city walls, chaos reigned. The fortifications were riddled with holes from relentless attacks.

"Fireball!"

Amid the undead horde, Iguva unleashed magical bombardments against the defenses.

"Iguva shall fulfill the Supreme One's command to bring down this city!" he declared.

"4th-Tier Magic: Summon Undead!"

Several well-equipped skeleton soldiers materialized around Igva.

Meanwhile, Slinka, the city's general, lay gravely injured and unconscious.

Among the defenders were several mithril-rank adventurers, who gathered to strategize.

"We need to take out that Death Mage, or victory is impossible. The walls won't hold for much longer!"

"With General Slinka out of commission, it's up to us to protect E-Rantel. If we succeed, the orichalcum rank is as good as ours!"

......

Yulia arrived at the wall amidst the chaos. Recognizing her figure, the defending soldiers' spirits lifted.

To many, Yulia was a beacon of hope. Soldiers familiar with her from previous battles on the wall cheered her arrival.

The situation was dire. Skeleton warriors clashed with soldiers all along the crumbling fortifications, and the defensive line teetered on the brink of collapse.

The mithril adventurers, seeing Yulia's copper adventurer plate, ignored her and continued planning their assault on Iguva.

......

"I'm going to die, aren't I?"

One soldier, surrounded by five skeletons, could barely lift his sword. His stamina was nearly spent.

"Forgive me, my love... I may not come back," he whispered, closing his eyes in despair.

"Slash!"

A flash of light cut through the skeletons, reducing them to shattered bones.

"I'm... alive?"

Opening his eyes, the soldier saw a figure darting across the wall, swiftly rescuing his comrades.

"An angel sent by the gods!"

Yulia moved with precision, eliminating threats and stabilizing the defense line.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

"It's Yulia! We still have hope!"

The soldiers' morale soared as Yulia's actions turned the tide.

........

At the same time, Peroroncino reached the wall.

Scanning the area, his eyes fell on Slinka, heavily bandaged and lying unconscious on a makeshift table.

"He's no use to me dead," Peroroncino muttered, administering a healing potion.

A surge of warmth spread through Slinka's body, and he opened his eyes.

"My wounds... they're healed?"

"Yes, but that cost me a valuable item, so don't waste it," Peroroncino said dryly.

"Thank you!"

"Tell me, how did a bunch of skeletons take you down?"

"There's a Death Mage among them. It's been bombarding the walls with magic, killing soldiers en masse. My personal guard and I engaged it directly, but... when we approached, it launched golden needles from its neck, wounding me. Then, it used Fear Magic, leaving me vulnerable to further attacks. My guards sacrificed themselves to get me out alive."

"Is this Death Mage actually competent, or are these people just weak?" Peroroncino mused.

Leaving Slinka to recover, Peroroncino moved to the wall.

The fortifications were in ruins—entire sections destroyed by a single enemy.

"Eye of Insight."

A name and details appeared:

IguvaDeath Mage, Level 30

Skills:

Fireball

Lightning Bolt

Fear

Special Passive: Regains mana when killing with magic.

......

A group of adventurers leapt down from the wall, charging at Iguva.

The well-equipped skeleton soldiers surrounding Iguva moved to intercept them, clashing with the mithril-rank adventurers.

........

Using Insight, Peroroncino assessed the skeleton soldiers: Level 20, while the adventurers charging forward were around Level 20-23. He recalled their mythril-ranked badges and smirked internally.

Adventurer ranks ranged from Copper, Iron, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Mithril, Orichalcum, to Adamantite—the pinnacle. These adventurers were just two ranks shy of the top.

"They're practically marching to their deaths," Peroroncino thought. "If they all die, this battle will at least earn us mythril-rank badges."

......

"Let's go, brothers!" the mithril adventurers shouted, hyping themselves up as they charged the enemy.

But as soon as they clashed with the elite skeletons, their confidence shattered. These skeletons matched their strength blow for blow.

Fortress Unyielding!

Holy Light!

Fireball!

Cleave!

The adventurers unleashed their skills, yet despite their combined efforts, only a single skeleton soldier fell.

.......

"Fireball!"

From Iguva's fingers, a small flame quickly grew into a massive fireball, launching toward the adventurers.

"Boom!"

The explosion rocked the group, leaving them all injured to varying degrees. Compared to their fireballs, Iguva's spell was faster and far deadlier.

As the smoke cleared, the skeleton soldiers closed in, relentless in their assault. With the elite skeletons pinning the adventurers down, they couldn't fend off the encroaching horde.

"Help! Somebody help me!"

Their desperate screams echoed as the undead overwhelmed them.

Out of the group, only three warriors managed to push back the elite skeletons and retreat toward safety.

.......

Peroroncino exchanged a glance with Yulia, who understood instantly. Picking up three shattered pieces of rubble from the broken walls, she hurled them silently. The stones struck the legs of the retreating warriors, sending them sprawling to the ground.

Face-first into the dirt, they were left defenseless as the skeletons swarmed them.

"Lightning Strike!"

A bolt of lightning from Iguva hit one warrior directly, charring his body and killing him instantly.

"Fireball!"

Two more fireballs followed, obliterating the other two adventurers.

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Slinka, arriving at the walls, caught sight of the mithril adventurers' last moments.

"Even they… couldn't make it…"

"Did you know them?" Peroroncino asked.

"They were E-Rantel's most renowned adventurers, the highest-ranked in the city," Slinka replied bitterly. "If they couldn't defeat the Death Mage, who can?"

"Momon probably can!"

"Who's that?"

"The adventurer who rushed out to confront the source of the undead army when the assault on the walls began."

"Boom!"

An explosion suddenly erupted from the rear of the undead horde. It was Nabe, unleashing her magic.

A tall figure clad in black armor cut through the undead army like a whirlwind, slaying the undead with brutal efficiency.

"Speak of the devil—Momon has arrived," Peroroncino said.

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Understanding Peroroncino's signal, Yulia leapt down from the wall.

Slinka glanced at Peroroncino.

"Don't look at me—I'm not jumping down there. If you want to, be my guest," he said lazily.

"This fight can be won lying down. Why waste energy?"

.......

As Yulia descended, her figure shimmered. She was now dressed in a sleek black coat, paired with striking black stockings that accentuated her form. In her hand, she held a long black blade.

Every soldier's eyes, including Slinka's, were glued to her legs.

These stockings were custom-made by a tailor in E-Rantel, using the finest materials and adorned with unique patterns—a gift from Peroroncino.

Yulia charged into the skeleton horde, her blade flashing. Not a single skeleton survived her strikes. Alone, she stemmed the entire tide of undead attacking the walls.

.......

Slinka stared at Yulia, already imagining what to name their future children. His expression was one of infatuation.

"Hey, snap out of it!" Peroroncino called out. "That's my subordinate!"

"Oh! Uh… right!" Slinka stammered, embarrassed at his own daydreaming in the heat of battle.

......

Meanwhile, Iguva, noticing Momonga, felt a strange sense of familiarity—like recognizing a kindred spirit. But he quickly brushed the thought aside.

"For the glory of the Supreme One, I cannot fail!" he roared.

"4th-Tier Magic: Summon Undead!"

A massive magic circle formed beneath Iguva, summoning an even larger contingent of skeleton soldiers—twice as many as before.

Peroroncino observed the change with interest.

"Eye of Insight!"

Iguva

Death Mage, Level 32

"He leveled up? By two levels, no less," Peroroncino noted with surprise.

Iguva's gaze shifted from Momonga to Nabe, as the battle continued to escalate.

However, Iguva did not recognize Nabe. As a lowly servant of the first floor, he wasn't even qualified to attend major events such as Momonga's renaming. The only way he learned about it was through other denizens of Nazarick's first floor, like the Vampire Brides. How could he possibly know who Nabe was?

..........

"Fireball!"

"Lightning Strike!"

"Fireball! Fireball!"

Iguva launched a relentless barrage of magic at Momonga. However, the attacks were utterly ineffective, barely leaving a scratch, as if Momonga were shrugging off a gentle breeze.

..........

Momonga charged into the horde of skeletons summoned by Iguva. With every swing of his massive greatsword, another skeleton fell—each cut as effortless as swatting flies.

"Fear!"

Desperate, Iguva cast a fear spell on Momonga.

"It's ineffective?! Impossible!"

..........

As Momonga's greatsword descended upon Iguva, the Death Mage managed to retreat slightly.

From his neck, golden magical needles shot out, aimed directly at Momonga.

Yet, with a swift swing of his greatsword, Momonga deflected every single needle effortlessly.

With a reverse swing, Momonga's blade cleaved through Iguva, cutting him down in a single strike.

.........

"Lord Peroroncino... please... forgive me..."

Iguva's final words escaped his lips before his body disintegrated into ash.

.......

On the city wall, Slinka's jaw dropped so far.

"To think... he defeated the Death Mage we struggled against so easily!"

.......

Meanwhile, the rest of the skeleton soldiers on the battlefield were being swiftly dealt with by Nabe and Yulia.

"Woohoo!!! We've won! We're victorious!"

The soldiers on the wall erupted into cheers, their shouts of triumph echoing across the battlefield. Some even shed tears of joy, overwhelmed by relief and the feeling of narrowly escaping death.

End of chapter

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