What a joke! Magical girls, just obediently get hypnotized!

Because that was the sovereign of flames, the Lord of Evil Fire personally "extinguished" the flames that existed within him.

"Hey, you evil fire god."

Just then, a shout rang out from behind, causing the Soulfire Eyes beneath the Fiery Ram Bone Mask to twitch involuntarily.

After a brief silence, he turned back to look at the young villain who had called out to him.

At this moment, not only all the shocked villains, but even Heimdall looked at Lynn, his eyes beneath his tattered robes revealing a hint of genuine doubt.

Even the Fiery Demon was about to let you go, yet you still chased after it and bit it?

Are you serious, kid?

They're going to hunt you down just because you have a body double?!

However, Lynn ignored everyone's stares. He simply stood in front of Eileen and pointed to the grass at his feet.

"Do you still want your Amaterasu?"

Then, he reached out and scooped up the black flames, along with the surrounding dust and grass, holding them in his palm and displaying them to everyone.

The evil fire's face was as still as water.

Were we actually discovered?

Then we'll just have to...

"If you don't want it, it's mine."

However, Lynn said something that no one expected.

Then, under everyone's gaze, he smiled slightly, put his five fingers together, and gently pinched them, letting the sand and grass roots slide down his palm and between his fingers.

The black flames vanished.

He picked it up.

The fiery lord could no longer remain calm!

His inextinguishable black fire

Under Lynn's pinch

Surprisingly,

They've disappeared!!!

..............

P.S.: I made 9k today, and I should make about the same amount tomorrow.

Chapter 88: If it were me, I could do it (9k)

Most of the monsters were dumbfounded after seeing Lynn manipulate black fire in his hands.

After all, even a small, seemingly harmless flame is a demonic fire personally cast by the Evil Fire God.

But Lynn actually crushed it with his bare hands?

Most importantly, even if the Fire God just casually threw down a harmless little flame, you can just secretly crush it when you find it, and you should crush it right in front of him.

Isn't this how you dress, bro?

As for the provoked Heimdall himself, after glancing at Heimdall who was still chewing betel nut, he simply gave Lynn a deep look, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

However, when he turned around, although his tone was calm as usual, the relaxed and carefree manner he had just displayed was no longer discernible:

"Lion Madness".

"Your Mightiness!"

Lion Madman quickly replied.

"You can proceed according to your plan."

The wicked fire is just.

"Yes!"

A cruel and joyful glint flashed in Lion Mad's eyes as the two figures disappeared into the distance.

..............

With the departure of the evil fire god, the invisible pressure that had always shrouded the area finally dissipated completely within the cadres' activity area.

After all, being in such close proximity to the Primordial Grand Duke, even without the other party doing anything intentionally, was enough to make it difficult for weaker monsters to breathe.

Not to mention, because of the evil fire god, the invisible and visible gazes above everyone's heads have never stopped, which has increased everyone's psychological pressure even more.

However, despite the occasion requiring a relaxed atmosphere, the eccentric executives remained deeply troubled.

First and foremost is Heimdall.

No one expected that this seemingly cowardly old man, who was actually a truly cowardly old man, was actually a hidden master!

Even the Fire Lord seemed reluctant to speak loudly to him.

No, no, Grandpa, you're so strong, even if you don't want to choose a special resting space like the Grand Duke, can't you just find a place to stay by yourself?

Why are you hanging out with a bunch of us cadres?

There was no time to lick it up; the cadres began to self-examine whether they had ever done anything like kicking Heimdall's broken bowl or stuffing firecrackers into his bowl...

After all, they can reissue premium fruits and vegetables to people afterward.

However, while his feelings toward Heimdall were mostly regret and remorse, his attitude toward the other person, the Hypnotist Lynn, was quite complex.

However, despite feeling the various gazes, Lynn had no intention of considering the feelings of the officers. He first glanced at Heimdall, and after receiving a nod in response from the other man as he raised his hammer, he returned to his companions.

"Brother, are you okay?"

With teary eyes, the little girl Lianminqing leaped forward to throw herself into Lin En's arms, but was intercepted in mid-air by Lianyinmeng, who hugged her and pulled her into her embrace.

"Lord Pity, please be mindful of your words and actions and their consequences."

Lian Yinmeng said coldly.

What image do I have left?

"I feel so bad that I am being suppressed by the two large lights covering Lianyin Meng!" Lianmin Qing said with dissatisfaction.

"I mean, don't let it have a bad influence on Lord Hypnotist."

Lian Yinmeng said in a serious tone,

"If you do this, people will think that Lord Hypnotist has a lolicon fetish. Those who are into young girls should take the Purple Pill."

"Okay, sure."

With a pity, Qing scratched the end of her hair with her slippery tentacles.

She used to be very close to Lynn (in her own mind), but she wouldn't be this emotional.

I don't know why, but even though I always thought my best brother was special, after the gender became fixed, not only did I feel much younger, but I also always felt... that my brother had become a little more attractive.

"You're really messing around."

Qianmianqing sighed and looked at Lin En with a hint of reproach.

"Any questions?"

Lynn simply smiled at her.

"I don't feel that everything I do is within the rules, do I?"

Keep in mind that this is the venue of the Red Moon Council, an occasion where the Queen will be present.

The freak villains are pure violence and a combination of negative forces.

Although they will fight against other forces such as magical girls, witches, and evil beasts, that is a situation where external pressure is strong.

Even with various rules and regulations in place, internal strife and killings are commonplace. Without these restrictions, these guys would definitely start fighting the moment they meet, regardless of the situation.

Therefore, the rules within the freak organization are quite strict.

For example, rules such as not being allowed to invade territory without cause or not being allowed to leave the organization are prohibited.

In occasions like the Red Moon Council, where the Queen would be present, the rules and regulations were even more strictly observed.

Not only are deadly private fights prohibited, but the killing of lower-ranking monsters by higher-ranking monsters is also strictly forbidden.

As the saying goes, behind every outrageous rule lies a bizarre little story.

Therefore, this is not targeted, but rather a deliberate attack.

Lynn specifically looked it up on the weirdo forum, and it seems the reason is that there was once a super-intelligent weirdo of the Grand Duke level who accidentally drew an SSR in a sacrificial ritual, a super powerful great demon.

However, no one expected that this great demon had a huge appetite, and its starting capital was one hundred extremely evil souls.

Where can one find a hundred most wicked souls?

It's important to understand that this demand wasn't just evil, it was utterly wicked. The Great Sage slaughtered every prison facility and charity banquet for the wealthy in his territory, but not only did he fail to meet the demand, he was also chased and beaten by a bunch of magical girls. The demon he managed to summon was also on the verge of starvation and could only barely stay alive every day.

But who knows, whether it was some idea king who came up with the idea, or whether this genius just had a flash of inspiration.

Hey, evil souls are hard to find elsewhere, but my fellow practitioners here have plenty, don't they?

So, on the day of a certain Red Moon Council meeting, this Grand Duke, relying on a secret magical artifact, distorted the teleportation coordinates near the island, directly changing the teleportation coordinates of the cadres into the stomach of a demon he had summoned.

That Red Moon Council meeting resulted in an ultimate hellish scene. Apart from a few lucky individuals who escaped unscathed by using technological means or by taking the Rainbow Bridge, most of the magic-based cadres died one by one. Not to mention a hundred extremely evil souls, they almost ate themselves to death by the gluttonous demon.

This even led to a situation where no new powerful magic-based executives emerged among the freaks for quite some time.

The result, naturally, was Her Majesty's rare and furious outburst.

As the best representative of her will, Duke Nukui personally took action, unleashing his royal wrath, and executed the Grand Duke, along with his subordinates, including all the cadres, elite monsters, and magical girls within his jurisdiction, regardless of their strength, within a single day, without exception!

This is a remarkably clear record of the Primordial Grand Duke's actions, passed down orally among the strange people, though there are no official records of it. It comes after a few mythological eras.

To normal people, it's just that the number of heroes and monsters has suddenly decreased for a period of time, but in the world of magical girls and monsters, it has caused a huge upheaval like a thunderstorm.

Ultimately, it successfully made some ambitious individuals realize the reality and behave themselves, while also adding a clear rule to the Red Moon Council: "No matter what happens, higher-ranking monsters must never kill lower-ranking monsters during meetings."

This rule was not unavoidable even for the original Grand Dukes.

Many people believe that this was just the same ancient primordial dukes giving the queen "face," but Lynn doesn't think so.

After all, no matter how powerful the original was, it was only a Grand Duke, and there were six of them. But the Queen was a "King," a unique King.

This is a world of eccentrics, a realm where hierarchy, power, and status are constantly emphasized.

The original creators of this system were not these cadres, but the Queen and the Primal Ones.

As long as one is not yet a "king", one must obey the king's will.

Upon arriving at the venue, a great deal of information further corroborated his idea.

For example, he was so unrestrained and disorganized that he could even do something as absurd as arriving at the Red Moon Meeting a minute before it ended.

However, even if you are only there for a minute, you are still there.

To put it another way, doesn't this prove that even if it were Mirror Eclipse, he would never forcibly disobey the Queen's decree and actually be absent from the Red Moon Council?

Lynn became even more certain that even the Fierce Fire Duke would not dare to disregard the Queen's rules and crush a mere nobody to him, who was as insignificant as dust.

The fact that his black flames accidentally burned the two freakish executives when he appeared is proof of this.

The Fire God could have easily ignored the two unfortunate souls, but he still personally intervened to save them from being burned to death.

To ordinary eccentrics, it was a symbol of winning people's hearts or demonstrating power.

However, Lynn saw it differently.

Does he need to demonstrate his authority?

Does he need to win people's hearts?

He is the Lord of Evil Fire, the Primordial One!

In his eyes, officials who can rule over a region are nothing more than dust and ants.

There's no need to do anything superfluous; power is his original reason.

In fact, his act of actively saving people actually diminished the "horror" he exuded when he first appeared.

Lynn became even more certain that the reason for this unnecessary action was simply that he "didn't dare" to do it.

However, after exchanging a few glances with Lynn, Qianmianqing, who understood his thoughts, simply shook his head: