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

Chapter 167 Lolo is waiting for you!

Black lines spread outwards from the rooftop, crossing the castle walls and the boundary of the red moon, and penetrating deep into the earth along the battlefield at dusk.

A new rule emerges from the rock vein.

During the period of calamity's summons, those who steal the essence of this strange world must return all the rules.

The shadows beneath the feet of the remnants of the Senate began to heat up.

Black markings, not belonging to Caesar, sprouted from Caesar's heavy armor, and the flames that had been extinguished in Satan's palm reignited, now black in color.

Shura looked down at the summoning mark that had appeared on his chest.

"Is she using the guise of disaster to awaken the world's rules of exclusion?"

Satan retreated behind the military flag, and the chains in his hands broke one by one.

"The Lord of Calamity has never used this rule."

"The one on the throne holds the name of calamity, and this body on the rooftop is responsible for bearing it."

Shura looked up at Jiang Luo.

"She offered herself up as a sacrifice."

[Twenty-five seconds remaining.]

Jiang Luo lost sensation in his left hand, and the calamity patterns covering his fingertips detached from his skin piece by piece, only to be taken away by the summoning rules before they even hit the ground.

The fleshy walls on the sky began to shrink, and the mouths and eyes that were squeezed together lost their support and fell into the battlefield one after another, turning into large patches of black water.

The compound eyes in the palm of the Thousand-Eyed Demon God dimmed one by one. With each eye lost, the source energy drawn from the cracked rock veins retreated back into the earth.

"Stop!"

For the first time, the overlapping sounds lost their composure.

"Do you know what you'll become after your conscription ends?"

"Know."

"Your soul will be torn apart."

"If Lolo dies, you won't live either."

[Twenty seconds remaining.]

The world summons pressed into the crack along the lines of calamity, forcing the compound eye on the Thousand-Eyed Demon God's forehead to close, and the fleshy wall covering the sky also lost half of its size.

She turned towards Jiang Xiaobai at the bottom of the pit.

"Abyss Devourer, stop her!"

Jiang Xiaobai tilted his boyish face and looked at Jiang Luo.

"Master didn't tell Little White to move."

"She will die!"

"Little White will obey its master."

[Fifteen seconds remaining.]

Jiang Luo's right hand also began to become transparent, and the outline of her wrist bones was already showing through her skin.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God held on to the edge of the crack, trying to pull his mountain-like body away from the battlefield.

The calamity summoned her up her ram's horn, forcibly sealing all the spatial rifts leading to the outside world.

Why is the World Draft pursuing my rules?

The target has been identified as a contamination thief by the bizarre world.

"Since it borrowed something and didn't return it, Lolo had no choice but to go to its door to collect the debt."

[Ten seconds remaining.]

The crack closed towards the center, and the body of the Thousand-Eyed Demon God shrank from the size of a mountain to a hundred meters, with the surface of its ram horns peeling off one after another.

"If you do this, that lord won't let the strange world off the hook!"

"If Lolo doesn't make a move, will you let this place go?"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God did not answer.

Five seconds remaining.

The rift was only ten meters wide. The Thousand-Eyed Demon was squeezed into a fleshy mass covered with compound eyes. Its broken ram horn was stuck at the edge of the space, and only three of its eyes could still be opened.

Jiang Luo raised his transparent right hand and pressed the calamity mark onto the ground.

Those who steal pollution are not allowed to leave Red Moon Castle.

The essence stripped away by the rules of conscription must be used to repair the bizarre world.

The seal may not be lifted until the repayment is completed.

The three rules are closed.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon was dragged into the underground of the Red Moon Castle. The closing crack snapped off the last ram's horn, and its roar was cut off by the layers of stone walls.

[Seal complete.]

Rules for the transformation of pollution sources have been established.

The calamity summons has ended.

The lines on Jiang Luo's face faded, and his legs immediately lost their support, his knees hitting the edge of the rooftop.

No one moved from the remnants of the Senate. Shura stared at the completely closed sky, not even daring to tear off the summons mark that had not yet been extinguished on his chest.

Jiang Luo braced himself against the brick wall and turned to walk towards the bottom of the pit.

"Little White, can you still move?"

"Yes, but my stomach feels hot."

The cracks on Jiang Xiaobai's face continued to spread, and black liquid kept seeping from the ends of his whiskers. The contaminants he had swallowed had already seeped into his body.

"Check Xiaobai."

The pollution level is 87%.

[Out of control after thirty breaths; current state cannot be cleared.]

"Then seal it."

The patterns of calamity flowed from Jiang Luo's palm into the fleshy ball, forming a sealing array at the bottom of the pit.

"Master, is Little White going to be locked up?"

"Temporary."

"how long?"

"One hundred years."

"A hundred years is a long time."

"Once you've eaten all the pollution, your sister will come to pick you up."

Jiang Xiaobai's whiskers gently wrapped around her wrist.

"elder sister?"

You misheard me.

"no."

The boy's crooked face forced a smile, but the smile widened by half an inch.

"Master just called me 'sister'."

"Shut up and go to sleep."

The sealing array closed, and the black patterns enveloped Jiang Xiaobai layer by layer, eventually compressing it into a sphere the size of a fist.

The scalding ball made black smoke rise from Jiang Luo's palm, but he didn't loosen his fingers; instead, he tucked it inside the black robe close to his chest.

"Go to sleep."

"A hundred years from now, your sister will come to pick you up."

The deepest part of the basement then opens.

Jiang Luo placed the sphere into the groove of the stone platform, with the seal of the Thousand-Eyed Demon God located below. A pollution transformation rule gradually formed between the two.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God is responsible for purifying and returning the world to its original state.

[Jiang Xiaobai, as the core of the seal, will digest the remaining pollution within a century.]

On another stone platform, the stitches on Stella's chest still glowed with a dark red light.

Jiang Luo took off his black robe and covered her broken body with it.

"After Luo Luo leaves, the two of you can keep each other company."

When he turned around, his right hand was so transparent that only the outline of his bones remained.

"Trial results."

[The Battle of Dusk: A Complete Victory.]

The inheritance trial is currently being concluded.

[Warning: The host's soul integrity is continuously decreasing.]

"A perfect victory and you still take lives? You lousy trial really know how to do business."

The system panel flickered several times, and all the text began to disappear.

[A historical data offset has been detected.]

[Trial assessment is being reset.]

Jiang Luo leaned against the basement wall, the scattered patterns of calamity detaching from under her skin, and her body slid down.

"Broken iron shell."

【Host……】

"If there's another chance, remember to make up for all the fear points you caused Luo Luo."

The panel has lost its shine.

Before her body touched the ground, a pair of hands first supported the back of her head.

"You're still the same as always."

A familiar male voice came from above.

"They'd risk their lives for anything that could make money."

Jiang Luo opened her eyes and saw the gray-clad man squatting in front of her, his other hand still turning over the gold coin.

"A broken metal shell?"

"Call me whatever you want."

"You owe Lolo money..."

"I know, I know, the account is still there."

The gold coin bounced up, tumbled three times in mid-air, and landed back in his palm.

"The Inheritance Judgment owes you a full arrival; I will use it to mend your soul."

"...What's the price?"

"After this, I will not appear if the Senate comes again."

"What do you mean?"

The man in gray placed his hand on Jiang Luo's chest, and the scattered fragments of his soul returned one by one, his ribs making a soft cracking sound under the pressure.

The black robe cascaded down her shoulders, re-woven into a magnificent black Gothic dress, white stockings covered her calves, and shiny black leather shoes landed on the stone bricks.

His white hair fell past his shoulders, and two tufts of hair stuck up again.

Jiang Luo opened his palm, his fair fingers had returned to normal, and only a calamity mark remained on his palm.

"You said Lolo is your work."

"That's right."

"Lolo doesn't acknowledge it."

"Then you can ask me in person next time we meet."

The silhouette of the gray-clad man began to fade, and the gold coins slipped from his fingers, rolling into the cracks in the basement wall.

"When is the next time?"

"Wait until you build Red Moon Castle to the heavens."

"Lolo is asking about time."

No one answered.

The man in gray had already disappeared.