Chapter 311

"Last, Constance… my most ambitious child, my most outstanding child, I have nothing left to teach you. Just remember… cause the midnight withering and decay of Pinokangni to take away everything you love, leaving only the grave of 【memory】!"

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The dragon maid of the Xiao Lin family.

Wow, this this demon is so impressive……

Kang Na stared blankly at the image of the Underworld Fire Duke on the sky curtain, unable to look away. She tugged at Tuo Er's maid skirt, lifted her little face: 'Tuo Er sir, this demon actually dares to launch battles against so many paths at once—he should……'

Kang Na raised her chubby little hand, imitating the shape of exploding fireworks, and with a 'whoosh' lifted it up: 'Super——strong, right?'

"Of course, Kang Na. This kind of demon is absolutely an existence of natural-disaster, world-ending level; once encountered, there's no doubt you will die." Tuo Er rarely showed a solemn expression, "But I have a question: why does he seem to know exactly what path forces will appear in Pinokangni? He already arranged the personnel early on."

"Perhaps he's monitoring with his flames? He found out in advance which forces would attend the meeting?" Xiao Lin pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the blazing flames in the sky curtain, showing a puzzled expression: "But what kind of banquet would actually allow the 【Joy】 Fool to participate?"

In Xiao Lin's eyes, the forces of the 【Destruction】 and 【Abundance】 paths are nothing special; but further down, the 【Joy】 Fools are the most fickle—this kind of force that is completely loyal only to its own pleasure, completely disregarding others, should also be driven out of the festivities.

In short, given these people's pursuits, if they saw the festivities proceed smoothly and without a hitch, it would probably be harder to bear than death.

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"Hahaha…… it's not her turn to appear."

The wild laughter tore through the stagnant air; a woman in sexy, fiery attire stepped on shackles, lowered her hat brim, half-covered her face, only revealing the upturned corners of her mouth.

"Pa"—a sharp snap burst out red sparks, illuminating her sharp jawline.

"I alone am enough!"

"Ka Cui Na, it'd be better to be more pessimistic……" A woman in a white dress walked slowly from behind her, the fingertips of her white gloves lightly touching her chin. The shadow of her wide-brimmed hat half-covered her porcelain-white face, only the hint of a smile-not-smile curve at the corner of her lips faintly visible.

But upon closer look, a hint of azure light sparkled in her pupils, like the fickle phosphorescent flames of a midnight graveyard, bringing a bone-chilling cold.

"Perhaps we'll all die."

"Shh……" The man behind lowered his voice; as his bowstring slid, a flicker of blue flame leapt up, as if to open the curtain on this grand play: "Those who walk the path of 【Destruction】, outlaws—when have they ever feared death?"

"But we should prepare in advance……"

A little girl in a white dress walked over, holding a bright red apple, as if about to present it to the demon on the throne—if she hadn't suddenly hovered in mid‑air.

"Father" two words stuck in her throat, the sweet childish voice suddenly warped like a stuck cassette. Her neck bent at an impossible angle—turns out she was merely a puppet on a puppeteer's strings.

"This journey is perilous—what is the retreat?"

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One-Punch Man.

In the dim underground hall of the Monster Association, the Wanderer Emperor trembled all over as he gazed up at the woman in white on the sky curtain.

The moment his eyes met hers, he felt the world suddenly collapse into a narrow tunnel. The azure flame in his pupils seemed to spread along the tunnel, burning, burning… like a living thing crawling up his optic nerves.

(No… this isn't right……)

Before he knew it, after snapping to attention, cold sweat had soaked his whole body. Under the woman's gaze, he seemed to revert to the vagrant curled up in the park corner. Though her dark flames couldn't burn him, they seemed to inch by inch scorch the shell of his "Chosen One," exposing the ordinary mortal beneath……

"Hey hey, what are you shaking for, you guy?" Hei Se Jing Zi's sharp voice suddenly pierced his eardrums; it tilted its head, looking at him curiously: "Could it be that you pissed yourself from fear?"

"What kind of joke is that?" The Wanderer Emperor forced out a smile, struggling to stay composed. As of today, Hei Se Jing Zi and these monsters don't realize: aside from his light‑sphere ability, he's just a completely useless ordinary person. He must constantly maintain his prestige, lest the monsters grow suspicious.

"I'm just excited…… I finally met a decent monster outside the emissaries."

"Just adequate? You guy, tsk……"

Heise Jingzi took some offense at Liulangdi's pretentiousness; in his view, any random pick from those folks on the canopy was a monster of Dragon-level or higher, the sort that could casually beat up Liulangdi. The Monster Association probably only has Dashe capable of handling them…… though it might not even be able to. But that doesn't matter; in short, if I ever ran into them, I'd definitely flee at once.

This bunch of 【Destruction】 guys, if they came to Earth, would likely act even more ruthlessly than the Monster Association; even an association that kills together and wreaks destruction would be completely destroyed by them.

Thinking about that, he suddenly hoped someone could keep these guys in check, and absolutely must not let them discover Earth.

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""Retreat?""

The sound of the cane striking the floor echoed regularly in the hall, each step like the lingering toll of a funeral bell. Netherfire Duke Afulite strode leisurely, seeming to scorn this solemn question.

""As always, it never exists. 【Destruction】 is a splendid instant; if one basely seeks survival, this life would be too long.""

""Enjoy Pinokangni, enjoy her invitation.""

In the lens, raging flames were reflected; within the fire, countless silhouettes seemed to wail and weep, but in the end they were utterly consumed, not even ash left behind.

""…Prepare this beautiful dream, welcome her new master from Tuofeite.""

""【Netherfire Duke】Afulite——Everfire Residence.""

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Story Series.

In the room, Aliangliangmu Li lay slumped over his desk, repeatedly recalling the Netherfire Duke's words just spoken.

"Enjoy Pinokangni's invitation…… He scratched his spiky hair, feeling ninety percent, even a hundred percent puzzled: 'This doesn't make sense! Pinokangni should know what the Netherfire Duke does, right? It's like terrorists—wherever they go, they destroy. Inviting this lot…… are the folks in the 【family】 having their brains collectively slammed in a door?'"

Renye Ren sat on the bed, a doughnut in her mouth, cream at the corner of her lips: "Not hard to understand, I actually think there are three possibilities~"

The girl held up three fingers: "First, Pinokangni is very confident in its own security and family strength; second, we mistakenly underestimated the Netherfire Duke's strength and pre-departure preparations. As for the third possibility……"