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

Elizabeth's arm instantly extended a vibrating blade, which, with a metallic cutting sound, headed straight for Scarface's throat.

Scarface reacted extremely quickly; a cloud of black mist erupted from the skull necklace around his neck, forcefully blocking the fatal blow.

"Damn it, you're asking for it!" Scarface roared, his eyeballs transforming into two bone scimitars as he slashed at Elizabeth.

If this strike lands squarely, even an A-level monster would be decapitated.

Elizabeth's ruby ​​retinal probe flashed rapidly.

Her right arm was folded backward in a horrifying arc, defying human anatomy.

The vibrating blade slashed upwards from below, meeting the scarred man's curved blade.

sizzle.

The high-frequency oscillating blade sliced ​​through the black mist enveloping the curved blade.

The skull necklace shattered on the spot with a scream.

The arrogant expression on Scarface's face hadn't yet faded.

A line of blood ran from his chin down to his groin.

A muffled thud.

The two mangled bodies fell to the left and right.

Internal organs mixed with black blood were splattered all over the bronze floor tiles.

"Target's vital signs have disappeared. Execution complete." Elizabeth flicked the blood off her vibrating blade, her electronic voice carrying a harsh, mechanical quality.

Zhuque tightened her grip on the folding fan.

Scarface is a top-tier A-level player.

He also carried life-saving items.

He was actually defeated in one move by a maid!

"Useless." Suzaku sneered.

He waved his folding fan forward.

The eerie green flames transformed into a roaring firebird and hurtled towards Elizabeth.

Elizabeth crossed her arms over her chest.

The intense heat instantly turned her metal casing bright red.

The alarm echoed through the hall.

"Warning: The machine is 35% damaged."

The mechanical maid was thrown back by the enormous impact, smashing through a marble pillar.

Zhuque took a step forward in her high heels.

The hundred-eyed demons on the fan ribs all opened their eyes at once.

She planned to melt the lump of iron directly into molten iron.

"The barbecue smells so good."

A child's innocent voice drifted out from a corner of the hall.

The Vermilion Bird turned its head.

I saw a chubby little boy wearing tattered overalls.

He held a half-eaten, pitted Roman column in his arms, his bright green eyes fixed on the eerie green firebird in mid-air.

Jiang Xiaobai threw away the Roman column in his hand and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

"My big sister isn't home, and I'm so hungry. This green cotton candy looks delicious."

He opened his mouth.

The mouth was torn open in an exaggerated proportion.

The mouth was filled with layers of sharp fangs.

A terrifying suction force erupted from deep within his throat.

The eerie green firebird, powerful enough to melt an A-grade monster, let out a mournful cry and was sucked directly into Jiang Xiaobai's mouth.

belch.

Jiang Xiaobai let out a burp and exhaled a green smoke ring.

"The flavor is a bit bland; it's not as good as the strawberry lollipop."

Zhuque felt a chill run down her spine.

That was her S-rank rule flame.

Even if they were both S-class anomalies, they wouldn't dare to take them head-on.

This little brat in overalls actually ate it all!

"The rules of devouring... You are the calamity born of the abyss, the Glutton?!" Suzaku's voice rose eight octaves.

Those idiots in the intelligence department.

How could such a calamity from the abyss be hiding here!

……

Basement corridor.

The three players kicked open the heavy iron door.

A strong smell of blood and decay hit us.

"There's not even a light down here, what bad luck." The blond-haired player who was leading the group pulled out a flashlight and shone it around randomly.

The ear-piercing sound of metal dragging on the floor came from the end of the corridor.

Stella, dressed in a deep purple maid outfit and dragging a huge silver pair of scissors in her hand, emerged step by step from the darkness, her purple eyes flashing with a morbid fanaticism.

"You scum have no right to enter the master's basement." Stella tilted her head, a cruel smile spreading across her face. "Your feet have dirtied the master's floor, so cut them off."

The blond-haired player sneered and raised a dagger dripping with green liquid.

"A mere A-grade maid dares to be so arrogant. Brothers, let's go, subdue her, and take her back to sell for a good price."

Stella disappeared from the spot.

Click.

The crisp metallic clanging echoed through the narrow corridor.

The blond player felt a chill on his waist.

He looked down and saw that his lower body was still standing in place, but his upper body had slid to the ground along the smooth cut.

"Aaaaaah!" A piercing scream tore through the deathly silence of the basement.

Stella brandished her large silver shears like a gardener trimming weeds in a garden.

With each snip of the scissors, severed limbs flew off.

Blood stained the deep purple hem of her skirt.

"Not enough! Not enough! We need to cut you into even smaller pieces! Master loves red carpets the most." Stella let out a neurotic laugh.

Screams echoed from inside the basement.

……

The Weeping Bride Pavilion.

The four players carefully passed through the archway covered with black roses.

"The captain said there's the core of the dungeon here, everyone keep your eyes peeled." A female player reached out and pushed aside the rose vines blocking the way.

The thorns on the vines cut her fingers.

A drop of blood fell onto a flower petal.

Woo woo woo.

The mournful cries came from all directions.

The sound penetrated straight to the brain.

Vivian wore a tattered, pristine white wedding dress and walked barefoot on a carpet of fallen petals.

Two thick lines of bloody tears hung on her exquisitely beautiful face.

"You've hurt the master's flowers." Vivian's voice was soft and gentle, yet carried a deadly curse. "Cry with me."

The four players dropped their weapons, covered their heads, and knelt on the ground.

An illusion descended upon them.

They saw the image that terrified them most.

The female player screamed and reached out with both hands, gouging out her two eyeballs.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

A few minutes later, only four unrecognizable corpses remained in the bridal chamber.

Vivian bent down and used her pristine white wedding dress to wipe away the bloodstains on the floor.

……

Red Moon Library.

Amidst towering bookshelves, two players are frantically searching for so-called hidden items.

The books were thrown roughly on the ground with a loud thud.

"There's not a single hair. Where did this lousy lord hide all the good stuff?"

Alice pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and held a thick, black-covered book in her hands.

"Shh." Alice put a finger to her lips. "Loud noise is strictly prohibited in the Red Moon Library."

Before the two players could react, a huge, ten-meter-long phantom book appeared above their heads.

The books were closed tightly.

A muffled thud.

The two living people were crushed into two thin human skin bookmarks, which floated lightly to Alice's feet.

Alice picked up the bookmark and tucked it into the black-covered book.

"The master's collection has grown again."