Disclaimer: I do not own Overlord just like it

Since the last update I've rewatched the series with two people: my friend and my cousin. My friend gets excited watching it, keeps wanting to watch the ninth episode in the first series, while I only watched the first episode of the second series with my cousin and other than a few laughs and confused moments he didn't like it so much.

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The whole other room roared with attention the moment the black cladded knight made his appearance. Dack wanted to know what they were feeling towards him, so he peeked in the room. He saw the white clad woman speaking but staring at the lady enchained.

"This one requested to see you, Momon."

Dack saw her change from angry despite being chained to quiet and very tongue-tied. Whatever bone-rattling feeling she had was replaced with a one-sided crush.

"You have my attention, Evileye. Are you alright?" The black clad knight asked.

"Yes. Thank you for asking. But forget about me, I came to tell you not to be an underling of Ainz Ooal Gown. You're a great knight, Momon, with a strong heart and chivalrous beliefs. Why do you keep following these vile monsters?"

"You must trust me. I won't fall to their deplorable acts, but I must follow their commands. For the villagers."

Dack turned around and dashed out of the cave. He needed to get his NPC's help if he wanted to stand a chance against a level 100 NPC.

Like a strike of lightning through the sky, a loud sound filled the air, Dack instinctively ducked. He looked up to see an ebony axe stuck to the wall.

His eyes peeked forward to see who threw the weapon: a black knight in thin female armor.

"Although Momon isn't someone I mind you prying into, Evileye is Lord Ainz Ooal Gown's prisoner so you coming here is interfering with my love's business." The knight spoke.

Dack retaliated materializing a knife from his inventory before throwing it at the knight. In any other circumstances it would be a pointless move, but this knife was dabbed in a powerful acid.

It was easily dodged, which was kind of a relief since the acid blade was headed right into her breastplate. The speed she moved was unnatural though, clearly the level of a demon of some kind. She pulled out a giant halbred from her back before launching herself towards Dack, crying bloody war call.

"Cloud of Mildew Powder!" Dack shouted.

He exploded with musty, damp organic fungal that blocked the knight's vision.

Dack had the chance to use his silverbane and onyx claws in his werewolf transformation. He jabbed it right into the black cowl of her neck.

She didn't flinch, she swung her halberd in an arc that left a bloodsheding mark on Dack's chest.

Without hesitation of her blow, she raised her halbred to cleave through Dack. Even though a move like this wouldn't work in a real game, Dack throttled into her like a football player. Although she was strong, she tumbled down before standing up again. Before she could rush back and finish her job, she heard an anxious cry of panic.

"You will not decapitate Lord Dack today, tomorrow, or any day you black cladded witch!"

The feminine armored knight didn't know what hit her when something big but had a circular tip slammed into her helmet's visor.

The lady dropped her weapon, but the way she dropped it seemed in control and relaxed. With her right leg she kicked the top of the weapon, slid it back up, and hacked it through the club with enough force to shatter it. Simultaneously after shattering it, she moved with lighting speed straight because the weapon was thrown ahead of her attacker and her prodigious speed could catch him before he could move left or right.

Although this was a battle with her, Dack felt a two-pronged attack in his back with a slight frigid touch on his cheek.

"My love, stay back—that damnable warrior won't harm you while we fight to our last breath."

Dack tried to grab her and hold her back with his big furry arms if need be. What happened instead was Azalea apprehended his knife and held it out when passing by the black cladded warrior woman or lady demon in black armor. Although the damage was small, she held on her cowl trying to thoroughly check for any scratches on her skin.

"I'll open a big spot through that armor I'll get to drain you of your blood with, fellow woman warrior I loathe."

Although the moves themselves were fast, it didn't take long for the black clad woman to have a counter move for them. For every damage she took, she also absorbed it and unleashed a cyclone of axe swings on Azalea.

One strike after a flurry of hasty moves and Azalea was off the ground with a long laceration stretched on her torso.

Being a vampire a small wound would heal seconds after being hit, but that wound stayed even while Hynrich parried with the knight. Instead of using a big wooden club against her, he used his leviathan-esque platinum brass knuckles on her.

This fight was very intense with how Hynrich could repeatedly punch like lightning.

It took more than precision thought. Any guy in a card shop could say they improve their skills by going through quality over quantity; this mirrored by the black clad knight only using one move: raising her axe over her head ignoring the flurry of punches. Hynrich didn't stop for one second to stand back and it was his undoing...she cleaved her axe through his right shoulder nearly lopping off his arm!

Although most video game NPC's keep fighting despite their low health, he just collapsed on the floor, weeping from the pain. For a hobgoblin he had every sensitive eyes that mirrored a child losing one of their parents-or like him when he believes his creators' story of how he once had a wife he lost.

Both Azalea and Hynrich were defeated without even any MP used by this fierce female knight. Dack did the only thing he knew he could do, throw knives at hands in hopes it would loosen her grip.

She dropped her axe out of boredom. These knives were of the highest damage any player could obtain in Yggdrasil, but they didn't work on her. She grabbed one midair, rotated it around, and hurled it right into Dack's right leg in retaliation.

Dack felt a tinge of pain in his knees, but fortunately for his probably only 0 and 1 body, he he an armor garter around his leg. Funny thing was clothes could be put on with just a thought, so imaging a garter worked.

What Dack thought was a good block though was just pointless to her. She appeared fast enough to have fallen there, and her punch was like a hit from the heavens.

This was like being bullied, being treated like filth by someone who thought they were better than them. But even if she hit him harder than anyone's hit an Otaku...they tend to fight back with resurgence and a cliche anime mimic cry.

"For believing in myself!" He shouted.

He jumped up and kicked her in her helmet like in a cheesy marital arts movie.

Now her helmet was off, and the most hideous glare a monster could make was on her face, her lips sinking down to show her bones and her yellow eyes were derange. She was done being a facade knight, she was attacking as the monster she really was.

"Time to feed!"

Dack roared as a human before his spine completely jutted out and his arms morphed into giant furry paws. He was becoming a werewolf because he felt these were the last moves he could do.

In movies werewolves just growl and chase people, but Dack in his form could still use his MP to drain HP from the monster as he punched her. He landed three hits before she completely spun him around midair. He landed on his back, the worst to come was her hacking her axe into his right paw.

Since she wasn't a vampire, she didn't use this opportune moment to leech blood out of him. Instead, she sat on top of his burly chest with a purple aura emitting from her own.

Now she had a deranged look on her face. Her teeth were showing, her lips were raised up, and she kept making a laughing sound despite her teeth shut.

"Teleport!"

Dack didn't give that move one thought until he was airborne. He was so high up his body was getting colder with the coldest part being the look Albedo gave him, open teeth and lots of sick satisfaction. Soon they were falling down, Albedo wrapping her arms around him with the intent of strangling him, but her real objective being to use his body as a pillow to cushion the fall...at the expense of his life.

"Reinforced Armor." Dack chanted, glowing yellow for a few short seconds before his skin reverted back to normal.

Like Albedo wanted, they both fell high and landed with enough force to break a mansion-all this destruction because Dack couldn't use Flight. However, his bones and body were still a mass of strength. From the dust of the crash, he lifted the demon by her neck off the ground. Despite his tight grip she was the one with the sadistic smile.

"Lord Ainz is going to make you beg for death for defiling me with your human hands."

Rising from the ground in a tower of grey skeletons, Dack felt a tenth tier spell being cast.

Dack knew fighting this wall would be a grieve mistake. For now, there was something he could use to feign his defeat. Although he did not lose to Albedo, this necromancer was clearly stronger than him.

Satoru stared down at the man who choked Tabula's creation. He was sprawled just like the two NPC's that came with him. Being a treasure hoarder and someone who recruited the strong, he was tempted to take the vampire or the dino humanoid back to Nazarick.

He also wish he could have a word with the one who could fight a Guardian of Nazarick and not die in less than twenty seconds...all of those options were ruined by the sound of horses galloping towards them.

Perhaps as Momon he could say the one at his feet was an adventurer attacked by these two "monsters" and he defeated them. As Ainz he could just use low tier death magic to kill them-who is going to miss one adventure party?

He saw the party...and someone he knew couldn't be from the New World. Short blond hair, cabinet room scarlet eyes, donning a thief's armor with multitude's of silver squares carved on the torso, and copper chain mail where the back bones are...he was an NPC.

'Could he be...a fallen angel?'