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- Ainz gracefully rose to his feet, dusting himself off. He did not seem at all bothered at being sent flying.
- In contrast, the Martial Lord’s movements were extremely sluggish.
- Ainz chuckled.
- This was the best way the show could have gone.
- Ainz returned to his original position, amidst a cacophony of noise. The Martial Lord asked in doubt:
- “Wh-what is this? Poison… no, what is this?”
- “I did not break the rules. This is a proper contest. That said, this is far beyond the word ‘poison.’ My touch can infuse negative energy into an opponent’s body. However, a Troll’s regeneration should be able to heal that.”
- Ainz made the same gesture he used when touching the Martial Lord, opening and closing his fingers.
- “However, I have another ability in addition to that. I can inflict physical ability damage by touch. Thus, your strength and dexterity have been reduced. I don’t think you can heal that, can you?”
- [...]
- “…The ability penalties I inflict will not heal with time, you know. I will shave away at your physical stats bit by bit, until I deliver the final blow with this staff, understood? Well, if you do, then let’s continue.”
- Ainz stepped forward, and the Martial Lord slowly took a stance.
- He could not see the Martial Lord’s face because of his helmet. Was he laughing to himself, or was he growing anxious?
- The latter, I hope…
- Ainz moved his left hand, the one which was not holding his staff. The Martial Lord shifted in response. It would seem he was very wary of it.
- The Martial Lord must be thinking that all he needed to do was worry about
- the left hand.
- That was it. During Ainz’s experiments, he found that he could initiate touch
- attacks with any part of his body. If he felt like it, he could even use a headbutt
- to do so.
- - Overlord; Vol 10; Chapter 3
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