Shalltear - Purifying Lance

“Ah-ha!” she laughed at him and performed another skill.

A huge divine war lance almost ten feet long appeared in her hands. Its head was particularly large, and the pure feeling emanating from it was proof it was no ordinary weapon. The way it sparkled silvery white as it reflected the light of the sun was beautiful.

“Hmm... I’ve never seen that before. You conjured it with a skill?”

“Ah-ha-ha-ha! For how long will you be able to keep up that brave front, Lord Ainz? It seems like you don’t know what this is, so allow me to explain. Its name is Purifying Lance!” She sneered at his ignorance and shot the lance. Shot, not threw. It automatically floated into the air and raced across the sky. She’d spent MP to give it a targeting effect, and—

“Guh-hagh!”

—it pierced Ainz’s chest. Shalltear felt like she saw his immobile skeleton face twist severely into an agonized grimace. “Ah-ha-ha-ha! Just what I’d expect from a weapon treated as holy magic! Seems like it was pretty effective, huh?”

Another huge lance appeared in Shalltear’s hand. She threw it immediately. This second one approached at speed that could not be dodged and went through one of Ainz’s shoulders.

***

Volume 3, Chapter 5.1