The dark, eerie hall echoed with the chilling creaks of skeletons.

The flames burning atop skull candle holders flickered over the ancient stone slabs stained with dried blood and fat.

Even demons, upon seeing a sight akin to Hell itself, couldn't help but shudder and close their wings.

Damn it—

So terrifying!

Swinging down from midair, Mi Xi touched the ground with the tips of her toes, her petite body hunched and trembling as she cautiously proceeded into the grand hall.

Despite having braced herself a thousand times over, she almost couldn't hold it in.

It wasn't because she was cowardly.

Purely because as a little demon, her bladder was small too.

The surrounding skeletons creaked and clicked, as if they were either chewing on something or muttering to themselves.

"Demons!?"

"No—Enchanting Demons!"

"Clearly a demon! Obviously a Little Demon!"

"You looking for a fight?!"

"Mine! Mine!!!" (Screams)

"Sssha—Hehe—"

Although she couldn't understand what they were murmuring about, Mi Xi's intuition told her it must be something horrifying.

Having waited a long time without any sign of the Demon King, she almost cried out in the darkness.

Damn it—

Why did they send her to the Demon King Territory!?

Thinking about Yousi's smug, gloating grin made her so jealous that she wished she could knock him out and throw him in here to get a taste of this.

Feeling the presence of the dead drawing nearer, Mi Xi jolted all over and sprawled on the ground like lightning.

"Hon,venerated Lord Demon King, the tiny one from the second layer of the labyrinth, the Land of Nightmare, greets..."

The stammering voice, disjointed in its delivery, was met with Luo Yan, who contemplated while stroking his chin from on high.

So that's how it was.

A Little Demon.

No wonder.

From his observations in Demon City, these creatures were not just small in stature; their brains were small too, often speaking without thinking.

In the Demon King Academy, they mainly played the role of bombers sweeping through the cafeteria.

Not only that—

They had a natural adoration for High-level Demons, especially those that looked similar to them, like the Nightmare and Enchanting Demons.

Calling themselves "Land of Nightmare" was probably their attempt at cosplaying as a Nightmare Demon.

Moreover, like the Nightmare and Enchanting Demons, they were skilled in Spirit Spells. However, they weren't as resilient to these spells as the latter, often getting their heads cluttered by human priests with a counter-magic feedback or a Spirit Shock.

And now,

He had merely set up a simple "Blood Ritual" in the great hall, along with some fear magic and psychological suggestion, and already had the little one scared out of her wits.

Taking three seconds to devise his lines, Luo Yan delivered his opening line in a slow and deliberate voice.

"Not long before you arrived here, a creature with four legs had just paid a visit..."

As his words ended, heavy, sluggish footsteps echoed along the floor, reaching Mi Xi's ears.

In the shadow of the stone pillar.

Octo and Zerick, exuding the stench of blood and decay, came out side by side, one on the left and one on the right.

With their lifeless demeanor, they resembled walking corpses, their blood-smeared faces radiating suffocating terror.

Without a doubt—

Those were the emissaries of the Dark Dragon Race!

Seeing their fate, Mi Xi's soul nearly fled from fear; she squeezed her trembling legs together, her face as white as paper.

Hiding in the shadows, Luo Yan looked down on her, the corners of his mouth curling into a perverse smile as he continued to speak with the aid of the echo effect of the great hall.

"Aren't you curious... about what they said?"

Perhaps scared out of her wits, the Little Demon crouched on the ground could not utter a complete sentence, like a computer that had crashed.

"I—I—I... don't taste good."

Don't taste good?

Hearing this nonsensical reply, Luo Yan frowned slightly but didn't take it too seriously, continuing to speak calmly in line with the script he had planned.

"They wanted to sign a peace treaty with me... tsk tsk, a bunch of rebels acting as if they owned the labyrinth."

As he said this, he shifted his tone, filling his cruel words with maliciousness.

"So what about you from the Land of Nightmare? I'd like to hear... what sort of amusing joke the little ones from the second level could provide."

Hearing that the emissaries from the Dark Dragon Race had merely mentioned a peace treaty and died, Mi Xi was so frightened she could no longer speak.

What to do?!

If she suggested an alliance, would she be promptly thrown to the Earth Cave Spiders as food?!

Definitely!

"Ally, ally, ally... "

Luo Yan's brows knitted together, unable to comprehend what she was trying to say.

"Barrier?"

Struggling for words, Mi Xi finally managed to short-circuit her own brain cells.

"M-m-m-marry!"

"...?"

Luo Yan, putting on a voice and acting the part, nearly choked on his own saliva and, after catching his breath, he angrily retorted.

"You dare to mock me?"

What kind of maniac would propose to a Little Demon?!

No—

What kind of deranged Little Demon would propose an inter-species marriage?

Or was this some other insult from the hellish bumpkins that he was failing to comprehend?

"No, no, not at all, respected Lord Demon King, I—I didn't mean that—"

Mi Xi, nearly in tears, kept banging her small head against the floor, wishing she could slap her own mouth.

But now it was too late to retract her words.

If Lord Demon King knew she had just misspoken, she would probably have her head chopped off and made into a specimen in an instant, right?!

Damn it—

Though it would mean death if the Queen found out, living another second was still living.

Driven into a corner, Mi Xi blurted out desperately in a flash of wit.

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