Ainz - Mass Hold Species

Without waiting for their reply, he set off walking toward the gate.

“Greater Magic Seal. Mass Hold Species.”

Without pausing on his way, he began to cast some spells.

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Neia sensed something like a dark wind blow by. That moment, the bufolk froze. Ever since the King of Darkness had appeared, their eyes had followed his every movement so as not to miss anything, but this was an extreme change. Their eyes and mouths gaped, their faces twisting. And it wasn’t only the bufolk. Even the children who seemed hardly conscious of being alive reacted dramatically.

Neia didn’t understand the subhuman expressions, but she did the human’s. The emotion the children exhibited was fear—an unimaginably overpowering fear.

“Hegh-heeaaaagh!” The bufolk let out strange cries.

“Hmph. Release Mass Hold Species.”

There was a magic circle, and a spell went flying from the King of Darkness. All at once, a large number of bufolk, plus the hostage children, all froze with their faces still twisted up, like horrifying statues. But they didn’t seem dead. She could hear faint—and rather labored—breathing noises.

From above—up on the wall—came a number of shrieks. And behind her, she heard the thuds of flesh being pounded.

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Volume 12, Chapter 3.3