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

In the eerie northern wilderness, a cloud of yellow sand swirled up.

The skeletal old man stood leaning on his cane on the territory that originally belonged to Red Moon Castle, his face, which was nothing but a withered layer of old skin, was filled with a blank stare that seemed to doubt the meaning of life.

Before him, apart from the endless black permafrost and a few withered grasses, there wasn't even a single brick to be found.

The hot-tempered SS-rank lord Satan grabbed the withered old man by the collar and lifted the frail, infirm man into the air.

"You old codger, are you tired of living? You dare to mess with me like this!"

Satan was engulfed in hellfire, and even his spittle smelled of sulfur.

"This is the territory of that SS-rank brat who doesn't even respect the Senate, and you call this wasteland Red Moon Castle?"

The skeletal old man was being strangled and could hardly breathe. He desperately kicked his withered legs, his dry fingers trembling as he pointed to the open space.

"Even if I had the greatest courage in the world, I wouldn't dare to mess with the Senate. Just a few days ago, my physical body was cleaved in two by that white-haired brat's scythe right here. That ancient castle is clearly right here!"

Satan ignored this feeble explanation. The hellfire in his palm spread down the old man's collar, burning the old monster until he let out a pig-like scream.

"Do you think I'm blind or stupid? There's not even a trace of spatial fluctuation in this place. Have you been brainwashed by the worms in the abyss and are hallucinating?!"

Beside him, a slender, bamboo-like lord stretched out his pale fingers and gently placed them on Satan's burning arm.

"Satan, don't be so quick to anger. Although that old skeleton is useless, it's a fact that his physical body is destroyed. He has no reason to fabricate such an easily exposed lie to provoke the Senate."

The lanky lord surveyed the flat frozen ground around him, his eyes flickering with eerie blue flames.

"It seems that the newly appointed lord Jiang Luo is even more cunning than we thought. She must have used some kind of top-level rule-based artifact that is beyond our understanding to completely erase and hide the entire castle from this space."

Satan irritably tossed the old man withered bones to the ground like trash, then stomped on and crushed a black rock.

"So what do we do now? Are we going to come all this way just to end up here, eating nothing but the cold wind, and then slinking back home in disgrace?"

Just as the Senate leaders were locked in a stalemate, a comical bicycle bell rang out from a distant path.

Joker, the lord of the Death Playground, was riding a dilapidated unicycle, carrying two beautifully packaged boxes of pure soul crystals, humming a tuneless children's song as he prepared to pay protection money to Jiang Luo.

Joker had just ridden to the original location of the castle gate.

Looking up at the empty wilderness before him, the clown paint on his face instantly contorted into a comical question mark.

He rubbed his eyes and then took out a hand-drawn map of the North District from his pocket to compare it.

The entire ghost was completely disoriented in the wind.

Satan, who was looking for a place to vent his anger, slapped the Joker across the air, knocking him and his car to the frozen ground. Then he strode over and stepped on the Joker's chest.

"Where did you come from, you piece of trash with that dead-face makeup? Tell me the truth, where have all the people in this place gone?!"

Joker coughed up blood as he was crushed by the SS-level pressure. Looking at the group of old monsters from the Senate who exuded a terrifying aura, he was so frightened that snot and tears streamed down his face.

"Please, sirs, spare me! I really don't know anything! I was just a scrap collector passing by. I didn't even see how that castle grew legs and ran away!"

Satan stomped down hard, breaking three of Joker's ribs, and demanded an answer viciously.

"You're carrying such a valuable gift, and you still dare to say you were just passing by? If you can't tell me where that white-haired brat went, I'll stuff your intestines into your mouth!"

Joker, on the verge of tears, clung to Satan's leg and kowtowed frantically. He truly had no idea what had gotten into that old lady that she had emptied her house.

"My lords, you are wise! That white-haired lord never does things the way they please. If I had known she had run away, I would never have dared to bring my entire fortune here and risk offending you!"

Satan looked at Joker's pathetic, hopeless state and kicked him away with a disdainful kick.

Screams echoed throughout the wasteland.

……

Meanwhile, outside the Bone Manor, buried deep within the canyon.

Jiang Luo and his group stepped onto the steps covered with broken bones and stopped in front of a black iron gate that was tens of meters high.

Two enormous bone dragon statues stood on either side of the iron gate, their pale skeletons engraved with intricate abyssal incantations, and their empty eye sockets exuding a chilling aura of death.

The crow stood before the iron gate, proudly raising its chin, and reached into its robes to pull out a white bone token that exuded a strong aura of death.

She pressed the token into the groove in the center of the iron gate, and the two bone dragon statues that were originally still suddenly emitted a tooth-grinding sound of bones grinding together.

The enormous white skeletal wings slowly unfolded, obscuring the dim, blood-red moonlight overhead. The two massive bone dragon heads lowered their heads and spewed a foul-smelling dragon breath mixed with ice shards at Jiang Luo and the others.

The dragon's might at the peak of S-rank poured down without reservation, attempting to give these outsiders a taste of its power.

Jiang Luo stood still without even lifting her eyelids. She took a half step back in disgust and covered her nose with her delicate white hand.

"Big sister, does your watchdog never brush its teeth? This smell is even worse than Lolo's socks that haven't been washed for three days."

Yun Yi immediately stepped forward, shielding Jiang Luo behind him. Dark red, regular lines surged from her blood-stained long dress, easily cutting the dragon's breath into countless harmless streams of air.

Jiang Xiaobai peeked out from Jiang Luo's shadow, looking up at the two enormous bone dragons. His boyish face was split open with an exaggeratedly deep abyss-like mouth, and saliva dripped down his fangs onto the steps.

"I'd like some bone broth. Can I chew it up?"

Jiang Xiaobai's voice was filled with pure hunger, which frightened the two bone dragon statues that had been swaggering and instantly withdrew their oppressive aura. Their huge bodies shrank uncontrollably to the sides of the iron gate.

Seeing that its proud guardian beast had been scared off by a young boy, the crow's lips twitched twice, and it quickly pushed open the heavy iron gate.

"Don't mess around! These two bone dragons are purebloods that my father captured at great expense from the edge of the abyss. You can't afford to pay for them if you damage them!"

Jiang Luo crunched the strawberry candy in her mouth, a sly glint in her ruby-like eyes.

She turned to look at Naya standing to the side, the white-haired loli with an innocent smile on her delicate and lovely face.

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"Old Coal Ball, you're quite the connoisseur, aren't you? You're using two S-rank pureblood bone dragons as watchdogs. It seems there's more to this Bone Manor than Lolo imagined."

Naya pressed down on his black top hat with one hand, toying with a blood-stained gold coin in his black leather glove, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"In reply to the master, the Bone Duke has always liked to use such an extravagant display to cover up his extreme stinginess. Once you go inside, you will find that this old fellow is utterly stingy, except for having a lot of bones."

Naya bent down slightly, leaned close to Jiang Luo's ear, and whispered something in his ear.

"However, the treasure vault beneath this manor is the most secure place in the entire Burial Canyon. If the master takes a fancy to anything later, I can take care of diverting that old guy's attention."

Jiang Luo patted Naya on the shoulder with satisfaction, giving the sensible old codger a thumbs up in his mind.

The crow beside them glanced at the two of them with surprise.

I have a feeling they're plotting something bad...