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

The moment the scythe hit the ground, Shura's giant gray hand was cleaved in two, the two halves of the hand turning into fragments and dissipating.

The Blood Moon Scythe was stuck in the stone bricks in front of the castle gate, its hilt still humming and vibrating.

A pair of gleaming black leather shoes landed lightly on the handle of the sickle.

Her white skirt billowed in the wind, her white hair fell past her shoulders, and two tufts of hair stuck up.

Jiang Luo crouched on the hilt of the knife, his red eyes sweeping over Shura, Herman, and Moen, finally landing on Shura's face.

She pulled a strawberry lollipop from her pocket, tore off the wrapper, popped it into her mouth, and crunched it to pieces.

"These scum from the Senate dare to run wild on Lolo's territory?"

Jiang Luo stood up, his black leather shoes stepping on the handle of the sickle. Calamity patterns spread from his toes, climbing up the handle and onto the blade.

Shura stared at the calamity mark on Jiang Luo's chest, then looked at the Blood Moon Scythe at her feet.

"You actually dared to come!"

Jiang Luo jumped off the hilt of the sword, her black leather shoes landing on the broken bricks. The Blood Moon Scythe was pulled from the ground and landed steadily in her palm.

Whether Lolo dares to come or not is not important, what's important is...

She raised her scythe, the tip pointing at Shura's nose.

The calamity lines spread from his chest to his arms, then climbed up to the scythe, the bloodthirsty frenzy lines shining brightly.

"Your debt to Luo Luo needs to be settled today."

Shura took a step back.

It's not that he wanted to quit.

The stone bricks beneath his feet were eroded by the patterns of calamity, and the SSS-level lord's mark was forcibly peeled off the soles of his shoes.

"Wait! Your aura... is it SSS-level?"

Asura stared at the calamity mark, his voice losing its composure for the first time.

Upon seeing Jiang Luo's arrival, all the strange creatures in Red Moon Castle showed expressions of awe.

The crow even turned into a little fangirl.

"Holy crap, Lord Jiang, you've reached SSS rank!"

Jiang Luo took the lollipop stick out of her mouth and flicked it towards Shura.

The candy stick hit the ground, and the calamity patterns exploded from the point of contact, tearing the ground beneath Shura's feet and his spatial rules to shreds.

"Uncle."

Jiang Luo tilted her head, her red eyes reflecting the gradually distorting face of Shura.

"Lolo's appearances are very expensive, have you brought enough compensation?"

Before Shura could answer, Herman behind him moved first.

All the dark red tentacles on the living armor popped out, wrapped in SSS-level devouring power, and pounced towards Jiang Luo's face.

Jiang Luo didn't even lift his sickle.

She simply stomped her little black leather shoes lightly.

Calamity patterns burst open from the sole of the shoe, spreading along the ground to Herman's feet. Before the tendrils could even touch the hem of Jiang Luo's skirt, they were sliced ​​into pieces by the patterns.

Herman looked down at his empty arm, where pieces of his living armor were peeling off from his shoulder.

"My armor..."

"You bumped into Lolo's shoes."

Jiang Luo's voice was soft and clear, without a trace of murderous intent.

"Pay back money."

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Moen's hood flared with ghostly flames, the eerie blue flames transforming into a fire dragon that swept towards Jiang Luo from the side.

Jiang Luo picked at his ear with his left pinky.

With a casual flick of the back of the Blood Moon Scythe, the bloodthirsty patterns drained the fire dragon dry, bones and ash alike.

"The fire also touched Luo Luo."

Moen's hood was blown off by the calamity patterns, revealing a face that was nothing but a skeleton underneath.

"Add more money."

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Shura finally saw it clearly.

The mark of calamity on Jiang Luo's chest is not incomplete; it is the complete mark of the Lord of Calamity.

The patterns beneath her feet were rewriting the entire battlefield into the area governed by the rules of the Crimson Moon Castle.

Thinking of this, a chill ran through his entire body!

"withdraw."

Shura turned around and was about to tear open the spatial rift.

The calamity patterns were faster than him, drilling into his shadow from the ground and sealing off the spatial rules along with the cracks.

"Did Lolo say we can go now?"

Jiang Luo chewed the lollipop in her mouth, slung the sickle over her shoulder, and walked step by step toward Shura in her black leather shoes, her feet crunching on the broken bricks.

"The debts for the siege, the debts for the assault, the debts for stepping on the Luoluo paving stones—let's settle them one by one!"

Shura's gray aura erupted once more, attempting to block Jiang Luo's approach.

The sickle fell.

The gray pressure was split in two, and a crack appeared in the SSS-level lord mark on Shura's chest.

"you……"

"Don't rush me~"

Jiang Luo pulled the scythe from Shura's chest, the bloodthirsty patterns on the tip of the blade devouring his very essence.

"Lolo hasn't finished quoting the price yet."

Shura clutched the crack in his chest; his gray casual clothes were riddled with holes from the calamity patterns.

He took three steps back, and with each step, the stone bricks beneath his feet turned red.

"The source of your calamity is complete."

Shura stared at Jiang Luo, his voice hoarse.

"Jiang Juechen gave you all of his origin?"

"Lolo doesn't know anything about Jiang Juechen."

Jiang Luo slung the sickle over his shoulder and kicked away a piece of broken brick at his feet with his black leather shoes.

"All Lolo knows is that you owe money and haven't paid it back."

Herman's living armor had been mostly peeled off, revealing his body covered with black blood vessels underneath.

He looked at his empty right arm, then at the sickle on Jiang Luo's shoulder.

"Moen, let's go together."

Moen's skeletal face twitched, and will-o'-the-wisps shot two feet high from his eye sockets.

"Are you crazy? She's an SSS-level Calamity Overlord!"

"Three SSS-rank monsters against one, and they still can't beat them?"

Herman's left arm armor swelled to three times its original size, and dark red tentacles surged wildly from the gaps in the armor plates.

"Does the Senate still have any dignity?"

Moen gritted his teeth, and the ash cloak was lifted again, the ghostly blue flames weaving into a fire net three times larger than before.

The two pounced on Jiang Luo at the same time.

Herman charged head-on, his tentacles wrapped in SSS-level devouring power, each one thicker than a bucket.

Moen flanked Jiang Luo from the side, and the will-o'-the-wisps transformed into dozens of fire snakes, blocking all of Jiang Luo's escape routes.

Jiang Luo stood still.

She didn't even take the sickle off her shoulder.

"Nyarlathotep."

"exist."

"Put these two small fry on Lolo's tab."

"clear."

Nyar's smile grew even more smug. He decisively stood up from the ground, and a solid black mist surged from beneath his feet. A giant black hand reached out from the ground and directly grabbed Herman's swollen left arm.

Herman's tentacles were swallowed by the black mist, and his living armor began to shatter from the point of contact.

"Impossible! My armor can devour all abyssal power!"

"Your armor is powered by ordinary abyssal energy."

A crack appeared on Naya's skull-patterned face, as if she were laughing.

"I am not just any ordinary abyssal power."

The black mist tightened, and Hermann's left arm, along with his armor, was crushed, his screams echoing across the battlefield.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon blocked Moen's net of fire, its remaining twelve compound eyes all opened to their maximum extent.

The seal patterns faded from the ram's horns to the last layer, and her body began to swell, transforming from a human form into a mountain-like behemoth.

"Thousand Eyes, don't use your full strength," Nyarlathotep warned.

"I know."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God's body stopped halfway, and black beams of light shot out from its twelve compound eyes, piercing through Moen's fire net.

The ghostly flames on the skeletal face were swallowed by the black pillar of light, and Moen's ash cloak split open from the middle.

"Her beam of light can devour my will-o'-the-wisp?"

"Lolo's personal blood pack, it can eat anything."

Jiang Luo walked up to Shura, carrying a sickle, his red pupils scanning Shura's face from bottom to top.

"Uncle Shura, your men don't seem to be doing so well."

Shura didn't look at Herman and Moen; his attention was entirely focused on the calamity mark on Jiang Luo's chest.

"What exactly are you?"

"Lolo has said it many times."

The scythe fell from his shoulder, its tip piercing the stone brick in front of Shura's feet.

"I... am the master of Red Moon Castle."

"They are also your creditors."