"Ahem, this, is it, hell?" Jinping looked at the magnificence around him, but there was an environment that could not be described as lonely, and he made a hoarse sound like dead wood.

Jinping still has the last memory in his mind, which is a touch of silver, and a splash of bright red.

"Ahem." After Jinping stood up, he found that all the strength in his body had disappeared, and there was an indescribable weakness, as if he had returned to the period before he practiced fish-man karate.

"Am I not dead?" Jinping looked at the shadow produced by the light, and had deep doubts.

Jinping still remembers the moment when he was killed by the navy's executioner, but how can a dead person have a shadow?

I've never heard of any Devil Fruit that can resurrect people.

"Oh, are you awake?" Dimiugos walked in, and the silver behind him shook happily, and Dimiugos, who had been praised by Ainziul, was in a very happy mood, and anyone could hear the joy in Dimiugos's heart.

"Dimiugos?!" Jinping looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, Jinping didn't expect that the first person he saw would be his own, or the enemy of the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Five thousand tile fists" Jinping subconsciously swung a punch towards Dimiugos, when Jinping just shot, he found that his vanity was not an illusion, the power of this punch may only be less than a hundred pieces, or rely on his whale shark talent, to maintain the power.

"Whew, it's not even as good as a death warrior, is this a resurrection side effect?" Dimiugos lifted his glasses and easily took Jinpei's fist.

"However, it doesn't matter, the left and right are just props." Dimiugos grabbed Jinping's arm and twisted it, easily pressing Jinping to the ground.

"Let's go! Mistress Ainz is looking forward to meeting you! Although there was no rudeness in Dimiugos's mouth, Dimiugos had no intention of letting Jinping get up, but dragged Jinping towards the guild hall like dragging a cargo.

"Damn." Jinping's face kept rubbing against the soft carpet, and in addition to the rising anger, there was more of a doubt.

……

"Bang." Dimiugos casually threw Dimiugos to the ground, and Jinping's head collided with the ground with a loud sound.

"Lord Ainz, the person you want has been brought!" Dimiugos looked up at Anzi Urgon.

Jinping struggled to raise his head and look at the person who could make Dimiugos so respectful, but he was firmly pressed to the ground by the power of Dimiugos's demonic words, and Jinping couldn't even move his fingers.

"Get up! Dimiugos. Sitting on the throne of the kings, Ainziul respectfully signaled to Demiugos not to be polite.

"Hmm." After Jinping felt that the power pressing on him had disappeared, the moment he wanted to raise his head, it was a huge force that firmly pressed him, even exceeding the previous strength.

"Rude, Lord Ainz didn't allow you to get up."

"More than one person?" What Jinping heard was not Dimiugos, nor the voice of the man known as Lord Ainz, but a voice with a charm.

In Jinping's opinion, this voice was even more seductive than the voice of Boya Hancock, who was also the Seven Martial Seas.

"Dimiugos, take back your strength, after all, this is the first guest to visit us!" Anziul waved his hand, signaling that Dimiugos could retract his strength, and also motioning for Albede to calm down.

"Yes, Lord Ainz."

Jinping finally raised his head, and the figure that had just flashed by finally revealed his true face.

A huge, majestic figure sat high on a throne that could not be described in words, and instantly attracted Jinping's gaze.

Looking at the high Anzi Urgong, Jinping's heart came to mind that it was the king, the king of darkness who brought death.

Jinping gathered his attention and turned his gaze to the others in the palace.

Serving on the edge of the throne is a woman who is more beautiful than the empress and has black wings around her waist.

A man holding a man who shimmers with a cold light and a cyan tomahawk resembles an insect.

……

When Jinping's gaze fell to the far right, the two familiar figures reflected Jinping's seriousness.

"Shatia Bradflen! Butler Sebastian Thien!? ”

"Well, it seems that the guest knows more about you than Lonely!" Anzi Ulgong stared at Jinping slightly.

Gazed upon by Aziulgong's gaze, Jinping seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, a little impenetrable, and the powerless Jinping was as fragile as a baby to the desperate aura emanating from Ainz Urgon.

"Whew." When Aziwurgong's gaze left, Jinping couldn't help but gasp.

……

"The inferior race will never appreciate the greatness of the Supreme Lord Ainz!" Shatiya lifted her skirt, knelt down slowly, and said with great enthusiasm

……

"Oh, Sebas, what about you?" Ainziul continued to ask Sebas with interest.

"My subordinates also have the same opinion as Lord Shatia. The glory of Lord Ainz is not something that anyone can see. ”

……

"Hahaha, that's good" Anzi Urgon stood up, and the staff of Aziulgon floating on the side also flew into Aziulgon's hand.

"My name is Anzi Urgon, the one who presides over the Great Tomb of Nasalik." The aura of despair seemed to condense into substance, condensing into a pitch-black mist, and the twisted spirits continued to wail in the essence of the necromantic spirit.

"Straight to the point." The staff of Anziulgon tapped the ground, and the necromancer behind it vanished as if it had never existed. "Fishman, as the strongest person on Fish-Man Island, accept my rule!" The red light in Anziulgon's eyes flickered slightly.

"Of course, you can also reject me, then, Fish-Man Island will accept my wrath."

"Lord Ainz." Jinping lowered his head, not to mention the few people he had never seen, just the Shatia, Sebas, Dimiugos and others who met were not something that Fish-Man Island could resist.

"Fish-Man Island, but with the banner of the Whitebeard Pirates." The newly resurrected Jinping naturally didn't know the situation of the war on top, and hoped that he could use the reputation of the Whitebeard Pirates to suppress Anzi Urgong.

"Hmm, the Whitebeard Pirates?" Anziul raised his skull, "I forgive your faux pas. ”

"Very well, then you have decided to bear my wrath." An aura of despair that was even more powerful than before spread from Anzi Urgon's body.