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

Jiang Luo looked at Jiang Xiaobai in front of her with a mixture of surprise and delight.

"Little White, you've broken through too?"

Jiang Xiaobai scratched his head and looked at Jiang Luo with a silly grin.

"It seems so, big sister. Little White's appetite seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

Jiang Luo: "..."

Alright, let the child eat more.

No matter what, Xiaobai is still growing.

Jiang Luo grabbed a swaying tentacle and squeezed it twice in his hand.

"There's a food delivery service available outside."

"Is it edible?"

"Listen to Lolo's rules first: the flesh and blood are yours, and the crystals and spatial items are Lolo's."

"Where are the bones?"

"Keep it for yourself to grind your teeth."

"Xiaobai feels like he's heard this phrase somewhere before."

"...Enough with the nonsense."

Jiang Xiaobai sprang up from the steps, his beard dragging him toward the exit.

Without hesitation, Jiang Luo followed Jiang Xiaobai toward the outside of Red Moon Castle.

……

Outside Red Moon Castle, the sky was torn into gray-black by three SSS-level pressure beams.

Shura stood at the very front of the army formation, with two lords behind him who also exuded SSS-level aura.

Herman, the Blood Armor Lord, was completely encased in dark red living armor, with black blood constantly seeping from the gaps between the armor plates.

Lord Morn, the Lord of the Dead, wears a cloak woven from ashes, with only two eternally burning, ghostly blue flames beneath the hood.

Naya stood before the castle gate, his bone cane held horizontally beside him, his skull-patterned face behind his monocle remaining perfectly still.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God stood beside him, his black ram horns wrapped with sealing patterns, and his forty-seven compound eyes barely open.

"Red Moon Castle does not welcome the members of the Senate."

Naya raised his cane and tapped the ground lightly with the tip.

"Please return."

Shura chuckled, put his hands in his pockets, and took two steps forward.

"Nyarlathotep, are you really going to go against the Senate for a powerless paper tiger?"

"The Lord of Calamity is nothing but an empty shell." Herman's armor made a grinding sound.

"You're an outsider, why would you risk your life for an empty shell?"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God snorted coldly, turning all his compound eyes toward Hermann.

"Who do you think you are, to dare point fingers at me?"

Shura raised his hand to stop Herman, his gaze passing over Naya and landing on the tightly closed gate of the castle.

"Since the negotiations failed..."

He loosened his hands from his pockets, and his SSS-level aura spread out without reservation, causing the stone tiles on the ground to crack from his feet.

"Then don't blame the Senate for showing no mercy."

Three SSS-level auras erupted simultaneously.

The strange figures in front of Red Moon Castle buckled at the knees, and several A-level strange figures were directly pressed to the ground, black blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Stella, Yunyi, Elizabeth, Alice, Vivian.

Under the oppressive aura of the SSS-level supernatural being, all the strange creatures were completely unable to move.

Only Lin Xiao, relying on his intense resentment to resist the eerie SSS-level aura, was able to barely stand.

But the crows...

"My goodness, who did Lord Jiang offend? It feels like every ghost in this strange world is looking for trouble for her?!"

The crow was pinned to the ground and unable to move.

I was almost crying inside.

Dad, is this what you wanted me to do by sending me out to gain experience?

Am I going to die here?!

o (╥﹏╥) o

Caesar stood in the Senate's army formation, watching the backs of Shura and the other two, a grin spreading across his face.

"Red Moon Castle is finished this time."

Satan gripped the chains tightly and lowered his voice.

"Don't get too excited. Nyarlathotep never does anything he's not sure he can handle."

The skeletal old man leaned on his cane, his cloudy eyes staring at the castle gate.

"What makes him think he can fight three SSS-level opponents? The Thousand-Eyed Demon God, whose power is sealed away?"

Shura took a step forward, and his SSS-level pressure materialized into a gray wave that crashed towards the castle gate.

Naya's skull-patterned face lit up with white light, and he slammed his cane on the ground. Black mist surged from beneath his feet, forcefully holding back the gray tide.

"Thousand Eyes."

"Um."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God opened all forty-seven compound eyes to their maximum size at the same time, the sealing patterns faded from the ram's horns, and a mountain-like pressure was released from her body.

The two forces combined barely managed to withstand the combined suppression of the three Shura.

But it only blocked it.

Hermann's living armor began to swell, and dark red tentacles emerged from the gaps in the armor plates, spreading towards the castle gate.

Moen's cloak of ashes was lifted, and ghostly blue flames poured out from under the hood, weaving a net of fire in the air.

"Nyarlathotep, you don't really think so." Shura took another step forward, the cracks under his feet extending to the castle steps.

"With your current strength, you think you can hold off the three of us?"

A crack appeared in Nyarlathotep's skull-patterned face, and the bone staff creaked under its strain.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God's compound eyes closed one after another, the sealing patterns wrapped around the ram's horns again, and his aura began to become unstable.

"You don't really think..." A slight smile appeared on Nyarlathotep's lips.

"Is this all the strength I have?"

Shura narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Naya loosened his cane, letting his hands hang at his sides, and the skull pattern on his face turned from white to pitch black.

"If the Lord of Calamity hadn't sealed my power..."

Black mist exploded from beneath his feet, engulfing the stone bricks and spreading along the steps to both sides.

"None of your Senate... are qualified to fight me."

The sound of bones cracking came from the black mist. Nyarlathotep's body began to twist, and his suit tore open from the back, revealing the dark abyss.

An SSS-level aura was completely released from Naya's body.

The black mist engulfed the entire open space in front of the castle, and the eerie figures in the front ranks of the Senate army screamed as they were swept into it.

Shura's gray aura was pushed back by the black mist, and he took half a step back.

"A breakthrough?"

Caesar's bone armor cracked as he braced himself against the ground to avoid being blown away by the force.

"That guy Nyarlathotep actually had this trump card hidden away!"

Satan's chains were all taut, and the flames were suppressed by the black mist until only sparks remained.

"He didn't even use his full strength before?"

The old man's cane was stuck into the ground, and his cloudy eyes were wide open to the limit.

"No, his power was sealed by the Lord of Calamity, and now the seal has been broken?"

Shura's expression finally changed.

"Impossible! The Lord of Calamity is gone. Who will break the seal?"

"Perhaps." Nyarlathotep's black mist materialized behind him into a blurry humanoid silhouette. "It was Red Moon Castle's own judgment."

Shura was silent for two seconds, then sneered.

"So what?"

He raised his hand, and Herman and Moen took a step forward at the same time.

"The Red Moon Castle has fallen; the Lord of Calamity is nothing but an empty shell."

The three SSS-level auras merged again, and the gray wave was three times stronger than before, pressing down on Naya and the Thousand-Eyed Demon God.

"You two fallen outsiders are no match for our Senate!"

Shura's gray pressure transformed into a giant hand, directly crushing the black mist released by Naya.

Herman's dark red tentacles wrapped around the Thousand-Eyed Demon's left arm, and the living armor began to devour her compound eyes.

Moen's net of ghostly blue fire enveloped Nyarlathotep, and the will-o'-the-wisps seeped in through the cracks in his suit, scorching his abyssal form.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God let out a miserable cry, and closed all but twelve of its forty-seven compound eyes.

"Nyarlathotep!"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon broke off its tentacles, and three of its compound eyes on its left arm had been bitten off, with black blood gushing from the cut.

"I can't hold on any longer."

Naya knelt on one knee, his bone staff supporting him on the ground, the tip of the staff already cracked.

Even so, a faint, eerie smile appeared on his face.

"Just hold on a little longer," Nyarlathotep said, his tone still calm and nonchalant.

"What are you holding up for?" Shura's giant hand slammed down again, shattering Naya's bone shield. "Where is your lord?"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God stood in front of Nyarlathotep, its remaining twelve compound eyes wide open to their limit, and the sealing patterns faded from the ram's horns to the last layer.

"She's not coming."

Shura sneered.

"How could an empty shell that can't even protect its own territory possibly..."

hum.

A metallic hum echoed through the sky.

Everyone looked up.

A giant, dark red scythe fell from the sky, its blade wreathed in bloodthirsty patterns, tearing through the gray heavens.