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

SS-level exclusive privileges, rule tampering activated!

Hongye felt a sharp pain in her brain, and the white-haired loli in front of her became blurry.

Jiang Luo's soft, sweet voice, imbued with the power of laws, was forcefully injected into Hongye's mind.

"Remember, Dracula set a trap, and Xuanwu and the others perished together with the old bat."

"You were spared death thanks to the protection of the Holy Grail of Dawn."

"As for Lolo, he was killed by falling rocks during the chaos of battle."

Jiang Luo was making up a script, inwardly praising her own wit.

The plot was so convincing that even she herself would believe it when she got back.

Hongye's eyes became empty and numb, and she nodded woodenly.

Jiang Luo clapped her little hands in satisfaction.

In this way, the Human Federation will not suspect her, and she can continue to use this harmless facade to harvest players' fear points.

Simply perfect!

Jiang Luo snapped his fingers.

A blue teleportation array lit up beneath Red Leaf's feet.

A flash of white light, and Red Leaf, along with the Dawn Grail, was forcibly kicked out of the instance.

After dealing with the minor issues, Jiang Luo began a frenzied ransacking of Dracula's castle.

This old bat has lived for over a hundred years and has a considerable fortune.

Jiang Luo swept through like a locust swarm, taking away the gold coins and high-grade materials from the castle's treasury, and even stuffing the valuable oil paintings on the walls into the system space.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a large amount of rare building materials!]

Hearing the notification sound, Jiang Luo almost drooled.

Get rich!

Bohe made a killing by cheating!

Jiang Luo hummed a little tune, summoned the exclusive teleportation portal of Red Moon Castle, and stepped inside.

……

A bizarre world in the city center.

A pure black spire pierced the dark red sky.

This is the Abyss Headquarters.

The absolute power center that controls more than 80% of the abyssal laws of this bizarre world.

The top-floor office was dimly lit.

Lightning flashed outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, tearing through the thick, dark clouds.

A man with six black wings leaned back in a leather sofa.

Her long legs were crossed, and she twirled a feather burning with black flames between her fingertips.

The fallen angel twisted his neck, his bones cracking.

"Ovis, did you feel it? An SS-rank character actually crawled out of that garbage dump in the North District."

A soft laugh came from behind the desk.

Orvis, the head of the Abyss Bank, leaned back in his chair.

He was dressed in a pure white suit, and his face was covered with a gold mask that only revealed half of his lips.

"Not only did I feel it, but I also smelled an incredibly wonderful scent." Ovis held a gold coin between his fingers, twirling it back and forth. "That's genuine abyssal power, pure and unadulterated, and even its aura is more ancient than that of you and me."

The fallen angel tightened his fingers.

The burning black feathers turned into sparks and scattered.

"So what if it's the power of the abyss? What kind of powerful figures can a resource-depleted slum like the North District produce? At most, it's just a nouveau riche who got lucky and devoured some relics." The fallen angel stood up, his six black wings spreading to block the red moonlight from the window. "While she's just broken through and hasn't settled in yet, I'll extract her essence. A fresh SS-grade essence is enough for us to exchange for more seats in the Senate."

Ovis opened the drawer and took out a parchment scroll with yellowed edges.

This is the very contract that the Thousand-Eyed Aberration tried to use to forcibly strip Red Moon Castle of its territory control some time ago, but which Jiang Luo used to tamper with the laws of the abyss by spending his terror points.

Ovis tossed the parchment scroll onto his desk.

"Take a look at this."

The fallen angel stepped forward. His gaze swept over the crooked graffiti on the parchment scroll and the outrageous clause demanding compensation for emotional distress from the united guild, and he chuckled.

"What's so interesting about a discarded, worthless contract?"

"Take a closer look at the signature." Orvis tapped the table with his knuckles.

Dark golden runes of rules appeared in the eyes of the fallen angel.

The gaze penetrates the ink on the surface of the parchment scroll, reaching the depths of the laws governing the contract.

next second.

The fallen angel flapped its six black wings forcefully, staggering backward several steps and knocking over the nearby liquor cabinet.

The glass shattered on the floor, and the scarlet wine spilled onto the expensive carpet.

"This is impossible!" The fallen angel's voice rose, all previous arrogance vanished. "The absolute contract of the Abyss Headquarters has actually been forcibly altered at its very foundation! Only those old monsters in the Senate could have done this!"

Orvis crossed his hands and rested them on his chin.

The lips beneath the mask moved slightly.

"Do you still think she's just a nouveau riche who got rich by sheer luck?"

The fallen angel stared at the parchment scroll, his face turning ashen.

He knew exactly what altering the head office contract meant.

This means that the other party possesses the terrifying privilege of ignoring or even altering the rules of this bizarre world.

"Lord of Red Moon Castle, Jiang Luo." Ovis read the name with interest in his voice. "When the auditor came back and reported this to me, I became curious about this little guy. She was able to forcibly tamper with the rules at S-rank. Now that she has broken through to SS-rank, her strength has probably exceeded our expectations."

"There's one more thing..."

Ovis paused for a moment.

The fallen angel seemed to have thought of something, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Wait, Red Moon Castle, the sealed place from a hundred years ago to suppress the Gluttons?!"

"That's right. The Red Moon Castle, silent for a hundred years, is bound to attract the attention of those old fogies in the Senate with its new master. This Jiang Luo, as the master of the Red Moon Castle, also possesses the aura of the Abyss..." Ovis's eyes were grave. "Perhaps... he's returned!"

The fallen angel's body trembled.

"Him? The King of Calamity who disappeared in the Northern District a hundred years ago to seal away Gluttony?" The fallen angel shook his head repeatedly. "Impossible. That person has been gone for a hundred years. How could he still be alive? Besides, he used his very essence to seal away Gluttony!"

Ovis shook his head.

"It's definitely not him, but don't forget, the power of the abyss is immortal and indestructible. This Jiang Luo might be the embodiment of his consciousness, or perhaps Jiang Luo is his rebirth..."

The fallen angel suddenly stood up.

"If it really is him who's back, what do we do?" The fallen angel gasped. "Back then, to get him to willingly use his power, we went to great lengths..."

Orvis gestured for the fallen angel to shut up and gave a cold snort.

"Back then, we stepped over the abyss to get to where we are today. Now that his master has returned, we, as the masters, should also do our part as hosts..." Ovis's smile became increasingly sinister.