Ainz - Reaction Speed + Perfect Warrior

Driven by panic, she thought she would finish it now, and if he could withstand this hit, she’d just keep hitting him until he died. She thrust her Pipette Lance—

Just a bit faster than that, Ainz’s spell went into effect and he simultaneously moved his hand to rip off his robe.

A hard sound rang out.

Shalltear did a double take.

It was impossible. The Pipette Lance had been repelled by a mass of pure white.

If it had been a spell, she’d have followed up right away. She knew he had only a sliver of MP left, so she’d have considered it a futile struggle. But for a moment, she couldn’t understand what had happened and stood there dumbfounded.

The pure white gleam was not magic.

It was armor.

It was pure-white armor. A huge sapphire was set in the chest, and it emitted a purifying, holy light.

Ainz had put on that armor and repelled her Pipette Lance with it.

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Touch Me had chosen that pure-white armor. The deluxe armor, worthy of a world champion, had abilities that surpassed god items—it was more in the realm of a Guild Weapon. Of course, since it was an award for that tournament, only a world champion could equip it, but...

“I’m pretty sure casting the spell Perfect Warrior to turn into a warrior gives no class penalties and lets you use weapons and whatnot.” Demiurge’s voice contained awe.

Then Albedo murmured, “He thought out all of that...” She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.

By turning into a warrior using magic, it was possible to equip gear that normally would be restricted to specific classes. This was a measure taken by the devs to allow everyone the ability to enjoy more particular gear like shuriken, vajras, and kasaya. But this turn of events meant that gear only world champions who had won the official tournament should be able to equip was not an exception.

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Volume 3, Chapter 5.2