Chen Luo: Demon King, the Curse on Your Face Is Delicious (Lick)! / Chen Luo: The Demon King Doesn't Matter; Mocking Baiyecha Does (Dad Face)!

She directly crippled 90% of the combat power of the woman who had rushed to where White Night Demon was imprisoned, carrying a magic flute with a Mind Control Ability.

She was so furious that she started hitting people with the flute.

Chen Luo: Demon King, the Curse on Your Face Is Quite Delicious (Lick)!

"Lick. What a wonderful taste." Floating in the air, Chen Luo placed a hand around the neck of a red-haired girl in a spotted outfit and lightly licked her face.

"This taste... was really nice."

"Ugh..." The girl waved her overly large sleeve in disgust, and a gust of black wind instantly swept toward Chen Luo, yet it could not touch him at all.

Asuka was responsible for dealing with the white-clad girl Lating, Izayoi Muga was responsible for Weser, while Chen Luo was responsible for restraining the Demon King.

A fireball flying in from afar pierced through the enormous, slender, faceless puppet beneath the girl, instantly burning it to ashes.

"Some kind of Fire Dragon... Sandora, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"..." Sandora, floating in the sky out of thin air, looked strangely at the girl and Chen Luo, who had just behaved so frivolously toward her.

"Are you the Demon King of Hamelin?"

"Ah, no, you've got it wrong. The name of my Gift is Black Death Spot Demon King," she denied.

"See? I told you wanting to eat it wasn't strange, right? Viruses, darkness, shadows, and the like are the best supplements. I'm not some pervert, especially not like White Night Demon." Chen Luo floated nearby as he spoke.

As he said that, Chen Luo glanced again at the Black Death Spot loli, then licked his lips.

"Eight times. As long as I get eight brief chances to