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

"Nyarlathotep".

Jiang Luo spoke again.

"Deep in the basement, at the spot where Lolo sealed the Thousand-Eyed Demon God last time, do you know what's in the area below that?"

Naya was silent for two seconds.

"Master, that is the oldest area of ​​Red Moon Castle. Only the previous Lord of Calamity went there. I do not have the authority to know the specifics."

Jiang Luo raised an eyebrow.

Only places that the broken metal shell has been?

Something has woken up.

She was wondering whether she should go downstairs to take a look when she heard hurried footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.

A shadow emerged from the darkness, its trousers still stained with black blood, its dark eyes fixed on Jiang Luo.

"Mother."

"Um?"

"Something is moving deep in the basement."

An Ying walked up to Jiang Luo and looked up at her.

"The shadow sensed an energy that was very similar to the power within my mother."

Jiang Luo looked down at the shadows.

It's similar to her power?

The origin of calamities?

Before she could speak, a white figure peeked out from behind the second-floor railing, half its head visible.

Jiang Xiaobai leaned against the railing, a black stain still hanging from the corner of his mouth, his round eyes staring in the direction of the basement.

"Big Sister!"

Jiang Xiaobai flipped down from the railing and ran to Jiang Luo with a thud, looking up at him.

"It smells delicious, Xiaobai wants to eat it!"

Jiang Luo glanced at Jiang Xiaobai, then at An Ying.

One said her strength was like hers, and the other said she smelled delicious.

That thing in the basement has quite a background.

The last Thousand-Eyed Demon God was already SSS-level, what about this one?

Jiang Luo jumped down from the throne, her black leather shoes making a crisp sound as they stepped on the stone bricks.

"Nyarlathotep, you guard the castle."

"Does Master intend to go down himself?"

"Lolo's things, Lolo can go get them herself."

Jiang Luo turned around and glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and An Ying.

"Little White goes with Lolo, Shadow stays behind to watch the house."

"Mom, Shadow wants to too..."

"Watch the house."

Shadow shut his mouth and obediently stepped aside.

Jiang Xiaobai was very excited and jumped up and down twice, almost cracking the floor tiles.

"There's something delicious to eat!"

Jiang Luo led Jiang Xiaobai toward the dark red spiral staircase behind the throne that led to the basement.

The deeper you go, the stronger the abyss atmosphere becomes.

Unlike the last time I came to the Trial Grounds, this time there was an indescribable smell in the air.

It's not putrid, and it's not sulfur.

It's more like something ancient, something that has been dormant for a long time, is slowly awakening.

Jiang Xiaobai jogged along, sniffing incessantly.

"Big sister, the flavor is getting stronger!"

"Shut up, don't alert them."

Jiang Xiaobai immediately covered her mouth, but her nostrils were still twitching.

The two passed through the giant bronze gate and through the area where the Thousand-Eyed Demon God was sealed.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God sat cross-legged in the center of the sealing array. The chains on his ram horns made a soft clanging sound. When he saw Jiang Luo pass by, he immediately lowered his head.

"Owner."

"Stay put."

"Yes."

As you go further down, the air becomes thicker.

The patterns on the wall began to change, transforming from calamity patterns into an older design, resembling a vine-like entanglement with countless tiny red crystals embedded in the center.

Jiang Luo slowed down.

She had seen this pattern before in the Trial Grounds.

The final grave.

A door appeared at the end of the corridor.

It's not a bronze door, nor is it an obsidian door.

It was a white, cracked stone door, from which a faint red light shone.

Jiang Luo stopped in front of the door, the calamity patterns spreading from her feet to the door frame, and tentatively touched the door.

The door did not resist.

Jiang Luo reached out and pushed him.

The stone gate slid open to both sides.

The room behind the door was not large, with a circular altar in the center and a completely black pillar standing on the altar.

The pillar was covered with chains.

At the other end of the chain was a woman.

Her white hair reached her waist, her face was delicate yet pale, and she wore a tattered black dress with a healed scar on her chest.

Her appearance was exactly the same as the white-haired woman sealed in crystal in the Trial Grounds.

Jiang Luo's red pupils contracted slightly.

A system notification popped up.

[Abyss Queen, SSS rank (unawakened state).]

Jiang Luo stared at the words on the panel for three seconds.

Unawakened.

Even before awakening, it's already SSS-rank!

What does awakening mean?

God?!

Σ(ﾟдﾟlll)

She instinctively gripped the hilt of the Blood Moon Scythe.

Is it really that outrageous that my wife is a broken metal shell?

Jiang Xiaobai was already squatting next to the altar, his drool almost dripping onto the floor tiles.

"Big sister, this smells so good! Can I take a bite?"

"You dare to bite me?" Jiang Luo smacked Jiang Xiaobai on the head in annoyance.

Jiang Xiaobai shrank his neck and squatted down in place, feeling wronged.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath and took two steps forward.

The chains rattled softly as her little black leather shoes stepped onto the first step of the altar.

The white-haired woman's eyelids twitched.

Then, she opened her eyes.

Those eyes were deep red, even deeper than Jiang Luo's pupils, like rubies that had been aged for countless years.

The moment the woman saw Jiang Luo, a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

"You've finally arrived."

Jiang Luo's calamity patterns exploded beneath his feet, and the Blood Moon Scythe lay horizontally in front of him.

Alert stance, activated in a second.

But at the same time, she noticed that the woman did not exude any dangerous aura.

There was no killing intent, no sense of oppression, and even the fluctuations of the abyss's origin were extremely weak.

Like a light that's about to go out.

Jiang Luo did not put down the sickle, but took another step forward.

"So you're the wife of that piece of junk?"

The woman paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"That broken metal shell... he must be talking about Jiang Juechen, right?"

"Lolo calls him Broken Iron Shell."

"Yes, I am his wife."

Jiang Luo tilted her head, her red eyes scrutinizing her.

wrong.

Didn't the white-haired woman in the Trial Grounds lose her soul?

"Weren't you already dead at the trial entrance? How did you end up here again?"

The woman didn't answer immediately. She looked down at the chain on her wrist and sighed softly.

"Child, I know what you're thinking."

"Don't call Lolo 'child,' Lolo doesn't know you."

The woman smiled, not paying attention to Jiang Luo's tone.

"The soul form in the trial was not the real me."

Jiang Luo lowered his sickle by an inch.

"That was a soul clone that Jiang Juechen had me leave behind specifically to protect the source of the calamity."

"A clone?"

"Yes, the role of the clone is to guide the successor through the trial. Once the trial is over, the clone's mission is complete, and its soul naturally dissipates."

Jiang Luo hoisted the sickle back onto his shoulder, chewing on a lollipop.

"So who are you now?"

The woman's smile remained unchanged.

"Your suspicion is correct. I am now also an alter ego."

Jiang Luo raised an eyebrow.

It's another clone.

"And what about your true form?"

"I don't know." The woman's tone was calm. "I don't even know where my true form is or what state it is in now. I will only know once my power is fully restored."

Jiang Luo stared at her for five seconds.

This woman posed no threat whatsoever. Despite displaying an SSS-level stat panel, her actual energy fluctuations were weaker than those of the Thousand-Eyed Demon God.

Either he's genuinely weak, or he's putting on an act.

However, Jiang Luo has now inherited a part of the will of the strange world, and will instinctively reject harmful existences.

The woman gave her a similar feeling to Nyarlathotep—she didn't belong to this world, but she also had no ill intentions.

"What are you doing here?"

"Wait for you."