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

[Ding! Detected a violent fluctuation in the target's emotions. The Bloodthirsty Lord's fear level has increased by 40000!]

Upon hearing the crisp notification from the system in his mind, Jiang Luo's ruby-like eyes instantly lit up, and a wicked smile spread across his face.

40,000 points of panic.

This scaly little fish is practically a walking, mobile gold mine.

Jiang Luo pulled out a brand new strawberry lollipop from his personal space and popped it into his mouth, gradually approaching the Bloodthirsty Lord.

"Didn't the uncle just say he wanted some appetizers? Lolo's standing right here, why aren't you eating?"

The Blood Lord swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, his massive body uncontrollably retreating, trying to increase the distance between himself and the white-haired monster.

"It's all a misunderstanding. I was just joking. Since you are Naya's master, then we are all on the same side."

The Blood Lord tried to mask his fear with a loud, boisterous laugh, but his expression, which was more like a grimace, was clearly unconvincing.

Jiang Luo wasn't buying it at all. She stretched out her delicate white hand and pointed to the wine glasses and food scraps on the ground that had been shattered by the energy ripples.

"Lolo is a very reasonable person. You not only scared her, but you also spilled her favorite red wine. How are you going to compensate her for this emotional distress?"

The Bloodthirsty Lord was furious at the sight of the pile of junk that wasn't even worth three ghost coins, but he could only swallow his anger when he saw Nyarlathotep glaring at him from the side.

"How much do you want? I'll pay you back!"

Jiang Luo stretched out five slender white fingers and waved them in front of the Blood Lord.

"Five hundred thousand pure soul crystals. If you're short even a penny, Lolo will strip you of your red skin and turn it into a carpet today."

Upon hearing this astronomical figure, the Blood Lord was so enraged that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He pointed at Jiang Luo's nose and cursed him.

"Five hundred thousand? Why don't you just rob someone?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luo's smile vanished instantly, and she snapped her fingers impatiently.

Jiang Xiaobai peeked out from her shadow, his boyish face splitting into an exaggeratedly deep abyss-like maw, and highly corrosive saliva dripped directly onto the Blood Lord's instep, burning through his proud scales.

"Old Coal Ball, Little White, since this uncle is unwilling to pay compensation, then you two are responsible for taking his bones apart piece by piece. Lolo wants to hear him scream all night long."

Naya pressed down on his black top hat with one hand, a sly smile playing on his lips, and a deadly rule of death emanated from his black leather gloves.

"Yes, my esteemed master. Disassembling such a behemoth is my specialty."

As the Bloodthirsty Lord watched Nyarlathotep and the abyssal maw radiating a devouring desire approach, he completely panicked. He knew that these madmen were truly capable of killing him in this place.

"Wait, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, okay?!"

The Bloodthirsty Lord gritted his teeth, pulled out a storage bag radiating spatial fluctuations from his robes, and reluctantly tossed it to Jiang Luo's feet.

"This contains 300,000 pure soul crystals. This is all the wealth I have left; I truly have nothing more!"

Jiang Luo used his toes to pick up the storage bag, casually tossed it to the shadow behind him, and then waved his hand dismissively.

"What a penniless wretch! This little bit of money isn't even enough to buy Lolo candy. Get back to your seat and stop getting in the way."

The Blood Lord felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He didn't dare to utter a single harsh word and slunk back to his seat on the left side of the long table, burying his head very low.

The skeletal duke, seated in the main seat, took in everything. The soul fire in his eye sockets flickered as he reassessed the danger level of this white-haired loli.

The skeletal duke stood up, his withered joints tapping the table as he tried to regain control of the situation in the hall.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, please take a seat, esteemed guest. We were just discussing the distribution of that SS-class mysterious artifact that is about to be released."

Grand Duke Skeleton pointed to the spot on the right side of the long table that originally belonged to Cold Crow, gesturing for Jiang Luo to sit down.

Jiang Luo lifted the hem of her Lolita dress.

Without any hesitation, he plopped down in the high-backed chair covered with soft fox fur.

Yun Yi immediately stepped forward to straighten her skirt and placed a warm cushion behind her back.

Naya stood on the left, one hand on his black top hat, while Stella stood on the right, carrying a giant crimson pair of scissors with an eyeball embedded in it. Jiang Xiaobai climbed onto the wide table and stared intently at the necks of the strange lords opposite him, drooling.

The Skeleton Duke looked at the group of monsters who had taken over as guests.

The eerie green soul fire in his eye sockets pulsed wildly. He slightly turned his head, which was now just a skeleton, and questioned the raven standing to the side in a hoarse voice.

"Where did you get such a bunch of troublemakers from, you brat? Just who is that white-haired brat?"

The crows were so frightened they swallowed hard.

He quickly whispered in the ear of the Skeleton Duke and gave a brief report on the group's perverted behavior outside the black market.

Finally, she emphasized that this was a distinguished friend she had made on the road.

Upon hearing the word "friend," the Skeleton Duke's tense frame miraculously relaxed, and an extremely ugly, fawning smile was forced onto his skeletal face.

"So you are a close friend of the Raven. Then you are the most honored guest of my Bone Manor. Guards, bring out the blood plasma cake and elven liqueur that have been sealed in the cellar for a hundred years to entertain our distinguished guest."

Several headless servants dressed in tailcoats immediately filed in carrying pure gold trays.

The high-end pastries, exuding a sweet and cloying aroma, were neatly arranged in front of Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo looked at the mountain of desserts piled up in front of her.

Without any hesitation, he picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, a satisfied glint in his ruby-like eyes.

Although this old man is ugly, he's much more pleasing to the eye than that big, red-skinned guy when it comes to getting things done.

After a while.

The Skeleton Duke tapped the table, drawing everyone's attention back to the main topic.

"Now that the farce is over, let's get back to business. According to the reliable information I bought at great expense, that SS-level bizarre artifact will officially appear in the Death Vortex at the deepest part of Burial Canyon in seven days."

Hearing the words "death vortex"...

The previously quiet hall was immediately filled with gasps of surprise.

Even the high-ranking lords who had been sitting opposite each other pretending to be dead couldn't help but whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with undisguised fear.

The skeletal duke drew a complex array pattern on the table with his withered finger bones.

"You are all prominent figures in the Burial Canyon, so you naturally know what the Death Vortex is. There are no rules or restrictions there, only endless violent and eerie energy and spatial rifts that can tear people apart at any time."

He paused deliberately and turned his gaze to the Blood Lord sitting opposite him, whose face was ashen.

"Even monsters like us, who have reached the peak of SS level, could completely lose their minds and become monsters that only know how to kill if they step into that area and get tainted by the eerie energy at the center of the vortex."

The Grand Duke's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a chilling aura.

"If you want to get that item, you'd better be prepared to lose your lives there."