Are you kidding me?! The boss of the Hell Dungeon is a loli!

at the same time.

the other side.

In the ruins of a dilapidated city covered by a dark red swamp of flesh and blood.

Nyarlathotep leaned on his bone cane and stepped onto a broken stone slab.

His face, painted with white skull patterns, had long lost its usual elegance and composure.

Stella paced anxiously through the ruins, carrying a giant pair of scissors with eyeballs on them.

The black and white maid's uniform was covered in disgusting blood, flesh, and filth.

"Where has our lord gone?"

"I can't sense my master's presence at all. What if my master is in danger?!"

Stella's voice was filled with urgency, as if she were about to cry.

Vivian stood to the side, dressed in a tattered red wedding gown, her expression extremely anxious.

Yun Yi pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, suppressing his anxiety.

"Don't panic, everyone."

"My child's abilities are unfathomable; even if he encounters danger, he can escape unscathed."

"Our most important task now is to figure out the spatial coordinates here and find her location as soon as possible."

Nyar tightened his grip on the bone cane.

The moment he stepped into that crimson vortex, he felt an extremely domineering force of rules forcibly sever the connection between him and Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo's aura vanished completely, as if it had evaporated into thin air.

"Yunyi is right, we can't just run around like headless flies."

"The spatial barriers here are extremely fragile, and you could step into an ancient trap at any time."

Naya's words hadn't even finished.

From the depths of the ruins shrouded in thick fog not far away came a chilling chewing sound.

The sound was like rubbing a dull knife against a rusty iron plate.

The S-class eerie beings present felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this.

A terrifying aura, mixed with utter despair and intense resentment, swept across the bloody swamp on the ground.

The tentacles that were still wriggling around it all burrowed into the soil as if they had encountered a natural enemy the moment they came into contact with this aura.

Nyarlathotep's white-gloved hand immediately stood in front of everyone.

He stopped Stella from going forward to investigate.

"Don't go near the past."

"That thing's resentment is too strong; it's not something we can afford to provoke right now."

Stella gripped the scissors tightly in her hand.

"Lord Nyarlathotep, is it possible that even you can't defeat that monster?"

Naya's expression became more serious than ever before.

"That monster's strength is already very close to SSS level."

"Moreover, the kind of despair and resentment emanating from her is something I, an old man who has lived for hundreds of years, have never seen before."

"If a monster of this caliber were to be enraged, we would all be torn to shreds."

Yun Yi stared at the enormous, barely visible black shadow deep within the thick fog.

"So what should we do now?"

Naya pointed behind her with her cane.

"Before she spots us, retreat immediately in the opposite direction."

"As long as we don't step into her territory, we shouldn't attract her attention."

The strange creatures cautiously retreated.

They even breathed as softly as possible, afraid of making the slightest noise that might alert the terrifying being lurking in the thick fog.

Just as they were about to retreat into a relatively safe, ruined street.

The monster that was eating deep in the fog stopped chewing.

A heart-wrenching wail ripped through the deathly silence of the ruins.

The voice was filled with endless resentment and pain towards the world.

It was like a soul that had been tormented for countless days and nights uttering its final curse.

A violent, eerie wind swept out from the depths of the thick fog.

It directly caused the surrounding dilapidated buildings to collapse with a roar.

Nyar slammed his bone cane heavily on the ground.

A dark, abyssal barrier rose from the ground, barely blocking the eerie wind mixed with gravel.

"Oh no, she's spotted us!"

Naya's voice carried an unusual urgency.

The thick fog was forcibly torn apart by that violent resentment.

The monster's true form was finally revealed to the eerie gaze of the crowd.

It was a bizarre woman with a distorted body.

She had a loose ponytail, and her hair was covered with dried black blood and bits of unknown flesh.

What's most chilling is her broken and mangled body.

There was almost no intact mark on his entire body.

Everywhere there were deep bruises that revealed the bone and rough stitches.

Some wounds were even oozing foul-smelling black pus.

It's like a rag doll that has been violently dismantled and then haphazardly pieced back together.

Stella saw that bizarre and horrific scene.

Her fingers cracked as she gripped the scissors too tightly.

"What kind of torment did this monster suffer in its lifetime to become such a terrifying creature?"

The woman with the ponytail turned her head strangely.

Those pale, pupil-less eyes stared at Nyarlathotep and the others who were hiding behind the barrier.

She opened her mouth, which was torn all the way to her earlobe because the stitches had snapped.

A roar, like that of a wild beast, came from his throat.

"die!"

"You all deserve to die!"

The ponytail eerily dragged along that broken body.

It charged madly toward Nyarlathotep and the others at a terrifying speed that completely defied the laws of physics.

With each step she took, the swamp of flesh and blood beneath her feet would be corroded by that tangible resentment, creating a huge, deep pit.

Vivian launched the first attack.

Her tattered red wedding dress fluttered even without wind.

Countless pale, ghostly hands burst forth from the mud, attempting to seize the eerie figure with the wildly running ponytail.

Those ghostly hands, powerful enough to tear apart ordinary S-class monsters, were completely destroyed the moment they touched the ponytail-wearing monster's body.

It was like being branded with a red-hot iron; after emitting puffs of black smoke, it turned directly into ashes.

Vivian let out a painful groan and took two steps back, a large chunk of the hem of her wedding dress being burned away.

"Physical attacks and ordinary rule-binding techniques are completely ineffective against her!"

Yun Yi pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, flipping through the notebook in his hand that recorded various strange weaknesses.

"Her body is made of pure resentment; unless we can figure out the source of that resentment, we simply can't kill her!"

Stella gritted her teeth and charged forward, brandishing the enormous pair of scissors with eyeballs in them.

"I don't care what she's made of, if she dares to block our way to our Lord, I'll cut her to pieces!"

The enormous scissors, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, clamped down hard on the eerie neck of the ponytail.

The ponytail was eerie; she didn't even try to dodge.

She stretched out her arm, covered in stitches, and grabbed the sharp scissors.

Accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The scissors, formed from S-class bizarre origins, were actually cracked with several terrifying fissures by her single hand.

Stella's face turned deathly pale instantly. She felt the strange power within her being frantically sucked away by the scissors.

Naya watched the terrifying figure getting closer and closer.

He held the bone cane across his chest, and two eerie blue flames ignited in the eye sockets of the skull at the top of the cane.

"Step back! You are no match for her!"

Nyar pulled Stella behind him.

He slammed his cane down on the ground, and a dark abyss barrier rose up from the earth.

The ponytail slammed into the barrier in a bizarre manner.

The barrier, which was strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from an SS-level lord, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"It seems this time, there will be a tough battle..." One after another, strange black tentacles poured out from Nyarlathotep's body.

His physique returned to its original state at that moment.

He was tall and thin, and wore a top hat.

An ancient and eerie aura erupted from his body, instantly enveloping the entire city.