Chapter 46

The immortal soldiers of the Nazarick Kingdom had gotten into work in gathering all the orc corpses into one place. In every part of the city, corpses of the orcs lie around, giving an horrifying image that will make a human vomit even if the dead was inhuman.

Every mortal will feel sorrow witnessing this scene. The Undead Berserkers took those orcs that had massive bodies like the warriors. There were pools of blood in every house doorsteps. That blood belonged to those of elders, women and childrens that were butchered without mercy by the vampires. Now all the bodies were being taken out by the vampires and the Death Warriors to the center of the city.

The Soul Eaters that pulled wagons arrived at the city and the undead soldiers started to put the fresh corpses inside the wagons.

The Witch King Angmar observed the work of his soldiers, and the eight Nazguls had gone around with the vampires to collect valuable items like the greatswords of the two brothers Gothrus and Gothzur.

"Faster, faster." ordered Angmar.

The undead soldiers obeyed and started to speed up. Angmar caught someone putting the hand inside the pool of blood that had come out from the dead bodies of the orcs.

"Hey you, stop licking your fingers and help the others." said Angmar pointing his sword at the vampire.

The young vampire girl with short white hair, apologised by bowing her head and did as her liege ordered. Drinking blood in the middle of the work will not be tolerated. Angmar was a strikt General that wanted disiplin and order in his legions.

Angmar liked to be famous in the ranks of the Generals and praised by the Supreme Being. He envied Thanatos and Nualia for being so well known in Nazarick Kingdom, because of slaying in the Great Forest of Tob an old Demon God called Zy'tl Q'ae. The humans and demihumen that saw that epic battle, spread it on all over the Kingdom. Angmar really wanted to be part of that battle but he was unlucky. Even this genocide was a secret mission.

"Can't do anything about it, those two are amazing. At last me and my legions had some actions here, I should be happy with this." murmured Angmar.

"These are all the items we found, Sir."

A Nazgul arrived and put the item into a sack. He dropped it on the ground and revealed the items in front of Angmar. The Witch King studied the items one by one, but he was not surprised by them.

"Trash… Trash… Another trash." Those were all useless low level items., but Angmar saw a strange book at the bottom of the sack. The cover of the book was red and had a black pentagram similar to what Evil Lord Wrath painted when he summoned demons.

"The hell is this?" asked Aingmar, turning his gaze at the Nazgul.

"We discovered this at the deepest level of the palace. There we found some orcs, and before killing them, we asked about the book, and they said that it can summon monsters but they didn't know how to use it." explained the Nazgul.

Angmar opened the book page by page and saw some demons like monsters. He even saw the image of a succubus. The writing of the book was latin, but Angmar did not know that.

"Very well, I will hand it to Lord Ainz when the time comes-

"Lord Angmar! Lord Angmar!"

Every undead stopped the work and turned their heads at two vampires running fast at Angmar.

"What's the matter? Why running like that?"

"You have to see this grand house, my Lord."

"Hmm…"

The two vampires had pointed their fingers at the direction of a large building that was not far away from the center of the city. It was weird that only these two young vampires had decided to check it and not the Nazguls.

"Let's go."

Angmar told the other to get back to work, he with the Nazguls and a group of vampires and Death Warriors went to check this big house. It didn't take long to reach it and Angmar just observed it. This house was bigger than the palace of the Orc King, and he was curious what hides inside.

"Open the gates."

The house had two entrances, one door that was fit for an orc to enter, and a big wooden gate for a lot of people to get inside at the same time. And Angmar ordered the Death Warriors to open the big gate.

Once the gate was opened, the sunlight brightened the entire place. Slowly, Angmar and his subordinates walked inside. It had a long wide hallway reaching the end of the building and some objects for tourture around, but on the two sides they saw something surprising.

The place looked like a prison, because the two sides that numbered 5 floors were covered in thick wooden rods.

"By the Supreme one..."

From the small square holes, Angmar and the others could see… life forms. From the aura of fear that the undead had, they had gone at the end of the jal room hugging each other in fear and closing their eyes, because they were afraid to see the strange being that had entered inside the house.

Every time in the morning, they had seen orcs with whips coming inside to wake them up, but now these beings were different. They had heard screams outside like a battle was occuring. Now that these beings have come here, it means that the orcs have been massacred.

"So, Lord Ainz was right. These beasts were nothing but filthy savages."

"Get them all out."

The vampires and the Death Warriors started to break the wooden doors. The slaves inside started to scream. These poor souls did not know what fate would await them this time.

"Calm, calm, we won't hurt you."

The poor slaves did not believe the Death Warrior. Although his entire body was covered in plate armor from head to toe, the dreadful red points frightened their hearts to the core.

"Hey, hey it's alright, nothing bad's gonna happen."

This time inside the room entered an elf vampire. The slaves inside this room belonged to the elven race, so they stared at her with widened eyes. But this female warrior still had a cold aura like the Death Warrior on her right side.

"Ar-Are you an e-elf?"

An elven female spoke with a shaky voice. She had long dirty blonde hairs because the orcs did not allow them to wash their body, and one of her long ears had been cut. She had hugged tight a little elf that was her child.

"I'm a vampire."

The elves stared at each other confused. They had never heard about this vampire race in their life. The woman straight looked like an elf but it had a really unnaturally pale skin and her eyes were strange, not like those of the Blood Elves.

"Please, you must come out. There are no more orcs here."

The elves, raised on their feet. The vampire female and the Death Warrior went away from the door to let them come to light. Room to room, the Nazarick warriors went to free the slaves. Some human slaves screamed "Undead" from fear, because they were the only ones here that know what an undead being was.

But the undead were being polite with everyone and not like a typical undead, so the slaves had no choice but to obey and do what they say.

Angmar with the Nazguls stood outside observing all the slaves that were coming out from this house of horror. The number keeps growing and growing, and Angmar saw several beings that he had never seen before.

A lot of them had normal human form, but they had fox, wolf and cat ears and tails. Were they demihumen or humanoids? Angmar did not know how to put that. Later he saw dark elves, elves, humans, goblins, pale orcs, urukus.

"Where did they even capture these elves?" The elven realm was far away from the Orc Kingdom, and Angmar did not understand how they ended up here… Or maybe there exists another Elf Kingdom around.

Now in front of Angmar were thousands of slaves from different races. Around the villages and other cities, they had rescued only goblins, pale orcs and uruks, but who had thought that these savages held humanoid slaves too.

"Bad… this is bad." Angmar shook his head.

The slaves wore dirty rags and many parts of their bodies were exposed. They were not fed well by the orcs, and we're really skinny that looked like corpses. Some of them had missed limbs like the humans and the pale orcs. Elves and dark elves did not have an ear or two, same with the Kitsunes, Wolfmen and Cat people that had their tails chopped. In some way, every slave had a part taken from them.

"We are going to die!"

The human slaves had their faces, terrorized. They had divided themselves with the other races and were staying together with their fellow humans. The elves and the others were afraid too, but not like the humans and it made them curious what the beings that freed them were.

"Enough human." said Aingmar with a bored voice.

"Hiiiii."

The humans screamed and stepped back just because of his voice.

"Would you all just SHUT UP!"

All the humans froze in one place and went pale. Even the other races shivered by the frightening voice of the Witch King.

"Listen, we are not here to hurt or kill you, so there is no need to be afraid."

"How can we believe you? Aren't you an undead?" a human male asked.

"Where are you from?" asked Angmar, not answering his stupid question.

"Dr-Dragon Kingdom." he answered with a shaky voice. He was afraid that this dark army might invade his homeland and kill everyone.

"We have stopped the war between the Beastman Kingdom and Dragon Kingdom. To this day, both of them are part of the Nazarick Kingdom and live peacefully. Now listen here pal and all of you, don't ask anymore stupid questions."

The shocked humans gulped. They wanted to know more about the fate of their homeland, but it would be better not to anger the powerful lord that was in front of them that had their lives on the palm of his hand.

"Sir, shall we send them to a beastman city, so they can be healed?" asked one of the Nazguls.

"What are you saying, lieutenant? Look at their situation, they will not survive in a long trip. We need to feed and heal them now. Look at her for example...

Angmar approached a young Kitsune female with short blonde hair and blue eyes. She froze as the Witch King put his hand upon her head.

"Those filthy savages have cut off one of her ears for fun or for a different reason. She was not even allowed to bandage it, and it might be infected." the Kitsune had closed her eyes as Angmar patted her head.

"You, you are right, Sir." the Nazgul bowed his head.

All of them were just half living beings and some of them could be seen spilling blood from their mouth. The undead army didn't have the need for food or water, and those slaves that were rescued in the orc villages, were near the Beastman realm, so they were sent there quickly with Soul Eaters.

The capital of the Orc Kingdom Gromoz, was far away from the Beastman realm. The other bad thing was that it was cold here, because the city was near the Kotorr Alpes. The undead did not have a problem with that, but the slaves who were not well dressed, will freeze to death.

Some of the females were pregnant, the orcs used the slaves similar to livestock. The elves had to breed with elves and humans with humans, same thing happened to the other races too. The orcs never had sexual interaction with the slaves, because they saw the humanoids as ugly creatures. Sometimes they could not tell what gender the humanoids had.

"Send them to the gates. I want to speak with Lord Ainz."

"Yes Sir."

The place near the gate was wide and it was still warm with fire around, because of the meteor that destroyed the wall. The Nazguls told the free slaves to follow them behind them.

The undead soldiers had finish in packing the orc corpses upon the wagons and they had left the city. Millions of corpses from around the Orc Kingdom, will be sent to Silent City and Katze Plains, that place had been surrounded with high walls and nobody knows what happens there. Every single day, thousands of new undead troops come out from that city.

In the past, the Beastman realm and the Orc realm had been a grand battlefield where the Eight Greed Kings massacred hundreds of Dragon Lords. But now, the corpses of these Dragon Lords are being discovered by the soldiers of Nazarick Kingdom and later, the Supreme Being resurrects them as Undead Dragons. They still have their intelligence, but do not remember the war five hundreds years ago. These dragons are just "fresh".

Now, the free slaves walked through the orc city. They observed that the place around was covered in blood. It was sure the orc had been massacred to the last one of them. The image of the city was really disturbing, and their feet were red because of the blood on the ground.

The slaves did not feel sad about this. No, this was a moment they should celebrate, but these beings that has caused this genocide sent chills down their spines. The rotten faces of the Death Knights were just terrifying to be seen for too long, or the Undead Berserkers cleaning their weapon from the orc blood.

"Alright, you have plenty of fire around so you can warm your bodies. Sit down and please do not cause us troubles." said a vampire.

Humans stood together in one place, the same thing did the elves and the others. Living together as slaves for a long time, might at last formed some friendship between races, but it did not seem like that, especially between the elves and the dark elves.

"Filthy high elves!" spoke a dark elf female with narrowed eyes.

"The hell did you just call us you bitch?!" a group of high elves heard what the dark elf female called them and stood up.

"Oh, you want to fight us?"

"Yeah, whenever you want you lesbian whore."

The Dark Elf females and the High Elves were about to clash between each other. They were always called like that, and the Dark Elf males just stood behind the females, but did not like to fight. They knew the High Elves were superior and they had no chance against them.

But at that moment, the two groups froze because a cold aura was slamming their body. All of them turned their eyes at the right side. One of the Nazguls and the vampire were staring at them.

The vampire walked in the middle of the two elf groups.

"Did I spoke with deaf people?!"

The elves kept their heads low, not a single word came out from their mouth.

"You come here."

The dark elf female approached the vampire with her head low. She was not looking tough like a moment ago.

"I know that you started all this. If I caught you again causing this rabble, there will be trouble. The same thing goes for you all."

The vampire turned at the High Elves. The two groups calmed and went back to the place they belonged. They do not know what will happen if they anger them again, but the end of it will not be good.

There was always a hassle between the High and Dark Elves. When they started to fight each other, the orcs came and beat them in the middle of the city with whips almost to death, and there was still hostility between them.

Now they did not know what these beings planned to do with them.

"Lord Ainz…"

"Oh Angmar, what do you need. The mission went well right?"

Ainz was lying upon his bed with Zesshi, Keno and Vrakulina.

"Yes my Lord, the invasion went flawlessly, but we have a little problem with a lot of slaves here. They need to be feeded and healed immediately."

"Umu I see, I will be there soon Angmar."

"Forgive me for disturbing you, my Lord."

"No problem at all."

Ainz grabbed Keno that was upon his chest and set her down on the bed.

Now he transformed on his majestic plate armor and went outside.

"Time for some adventure."