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

The cold voice coming from above the stairs reached the Flesh Lord's ears, and his pale, fat face immediately glowed with a sickly red light.

He dragged his armless body across the expensive carpet, leaving a wide, foul-smelling trail of blood as he crawled down the steps to the feet of the priest's robes.

"Lord Ovis, help me!"

The Flesh Lord pressed his greasy head hard against the edge of Orvis's spotless leather shoes, his snot and tears mingling with the blood on the ground.

"This white-haired bug, who knows where she came from in the countryside, not only went on a killing spree at your welcoming banquet with just a broken sickle, but she also openly insulted the Abyss Headquarters, calling them a bunch of watchdogs!"

He turned his head and glared venomously at Jiang Luo, who was standing there carrying a sickle, eagerly anticipating the day when the head office manager would skin the brawn out of this arrogant little girl.

The downtown tycoons, huddled in a corner of the hall, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this accusation.

The three wolf demons huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, concluding that Jiang Luo would definitely not be able to leave this pure black spire today.

The old man in the tuxedo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, thankful that he hadn't impulsively run out to stand up for this crazy girl, otherwise he would be the one in trouble now.

Jiang Luo stood barefoot on the edge of the pool of blood, her ruby ​​eyes showing no trace of emotion towards the flesh-and-blood lord on the ground.

In her eyes, this fat pig, spewing filth from its mouth, was already a dead man; even glancing at it would sully her beautiful eyes.

Ovis looked down at the flesh-and-blood lord lying on his shoes, his face, mostly hidden by a black and gold hood, revealing no emotion.

Following the Flesh Lord's guidance, he turned his gaze to Jiang Luo, who was carrying the Blood Moon Scythe not far away, and his eyes swept over that petite and lovely body.

"Lord Orvis, quickly kill this arrogant and ignorant wretch, and extract her soul to burn like a sky lantern!"

Seeing that the bank manager had finally noticed Jiang Luo, the Flesh Lord immediately opened his hoarse voice and shouted loudly.

Ovis withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly to the flesh lord beneath his feet.

The flesh lord's face, bulging with fat, immediately broke into a wildly joyful smile. He had even begun to plan how to ask the bank manager for Jiang Luo's exquisite loli body to make into a specimen after Jiang Luo was subdued.

But before the smile on his face could fully unfold, it was frozen in that frame forever.

Orvis didn't even lift a finger; a wisp of pure black primordial energy simply emanated from the wide sleeves of his priest's robe.

The breath seemed to have a mind of its own, burrowing into the flesh lord's wide-open mouth.

The Flesh Lord's laughter sound effect got stuck in his throat and couldn't be uttered.

A dull thud of flesh exploding echoed in the center of the hall.

The flesh lord's massive, mountain-like body, along with his prized S-level defensive rules, exploded from the inside, turning into a cloud of foul-smelling blood foam that filled the air.

Splattered bits of meat and entrails rained down on the surrounding ornate crystal tables, turning this meticulously arranged welcoming banquet into a slaughterhouse.

The audience was silent.

The three mouths of the three-headed wolf demon opened wide at the same time, and the comical appearance was enough to fit three whole ostrich eggs.

The lace handkerchief the old man in the tuxedo was using to wipe his sweat fell to the ground, but he didn't notice. He stood there like a puppet whose soul had been drained.

They were completely unable to comprehend the situation before them.

Why didn't President Orvis punish that troublesome white-haired girl, but instead instantly killed the flesh-and-blood lord who paid countless tributes every year?

Jiang Luo took two steps back in disgust, using the broad blade of the Blood Moon Scythe to block the splattering filth and flesh, afraid of soiling her newly changed Gothic Lolita dress.

She raised her beautiful ruby ​​eyes and looked through the gap in the scythe at Orvis standing on the steps.

Orvis stepped down the steps through the muddy mess of flesh and blood, his spotless leather shoes untouched by a single drop of blood.

He walked straight past the pile of flesh and blood lord's remains and stopped three steps away from Jiang Luo.

All the downtown tycoons in the hall held their breath, not daring to even breathe loudly, for fear of missing what was about to happen.

Under their horrified gazes, the supreme president of the Abyss Bank, who held the power of life and death over the entire bank, actually bowed slightly to the white-haired girl who was less than 1.52 meters tall.

"I'm so sorry to have offended your eyes with such a lowly, ignorant insect and spoiled your enjoyment of the banquet."

Orvis's voice lacked the coldness he displayed when he killed someone; instead, it carried a chilling politeness and respect.

Jiang Luo slammed the Blood Moon Scythe in his hand onto the ground, the eyeball on the back of the blade still greedily licking the bloody smell that filled the air.

"Uncle, you're that bank manager named Ovis."

Jiang Luo tilted her head and spoke in a soft, clear voice, making it impossible to tell that the demon who had just severed the arms of the Flesh Lord was her.

"Your watchdog is really rude. Luo Luo just wanted to eat at the buffet, but he had to come and disgust her. Luo Luo had no choice but to teach him a lesson for you."

Orvis straightened up, a meaningful smile appearing on his face hidden under the hood.

He turned to face the downtown tycoons in the corner of the hall, who were already terrified, and raised his voice to announce a message that completely shattered all their bizarre values.

"Please allow me to introduce to you the sole protagonist of our welcoming banquet today."

Ovis extended his slender fingers and pointed at Jiang Luo's petite and adorable body.

"The master of Red Moon Castle in the North District, our newly promoted SS-rank Supreme Lord of this bizarre world, Lord Jiang Luo."

This statement was like a nuclear bomb with astonishing yield, detonating directly in the minds of these high-level weirdos.

[The terror level from the three wolf demons has increased by 15000!]

[The terror level from the centipede has increased by 18000!]

[The fear level from the lords in the city center has increased by 114514!]

As Jiang Luo listened to the continuous system notifications in his mind, he felt as comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring. Even the strange-looking monsters seemed more pleasing to the eye.

(✧◡✧) I'm rich! I'm rich!

These middle-aged men are truly walking gold mines!

Coming to the Abyss Headquarters was definitely the right choice!

Jiang Luo was inwardly celebrating wildly, but on the surface, she maintained the innocent and frightened little girl's appearance.

She deliberately shrank her shoulders, hiding half her face behind the wide hilt of the Blood Moon Scythe, only revealing a pair of large, watery eyes as she timidly looked at the crowd.

"Why are those older men looking at Luo Luo like that? Luo Luo will be scared."

Upon hearing this soft, coquettish utterance, the eerie lords in the hall felt a chill run down their spines and straight to the top of their heads, their very souls trembling uncontrollably.

Scared?

When you chopped the Flesh Lord, who was almost at the SS-rank threshold, into a human stick with one stroke, why didn't you seem scared?

Are you really treating us like brain-dead idiots, carrying that still-bleeding S-class weird prop around here trying to be cute?