"What method?"
Everyone asked curiously, including Van Helsing and Wade, who would not be going back—they had to return to the Space Channel to keep fighting.
Rather than satisfy their curiosity, Andrew kept them in suspense. He took out the Negative King's Brand and said to the Void Demoness, "Void Demoness, fuse with this brand first."
"The Negative King's Brand? Boss, who did you steal it from?"
Overjoyed, the Void Demoness snatched the brand as fast as she could and fused it into her body. It represented a portion of the King of Negativity's authority. Once she fused with it, she would effectively become half a King of Negativity.
From then on, the Void Demoness could freely absorb the negative aura in the Depths of Hell. She could also establish a new Negative Legion. The negative monsters she summoned would obey only her commands and ignore the King of Negativity.
Put simply, the Void Demoness had previously been a princess royal. With this brand, she was essentially a ruling prince with real power.
"From the King of Negativity, obviously. Uh, why did you fuse with it straight away? It carries curses from the King of Negativity and Chthon. Now that you've fused with it, you'll dissolve and cease to exist in no time."
Andrew shouted in feigned horror. The Void Demoness's expression changed dramatically, and she cried out, "Boss, save me! I don't want to die!"
"Just kidding. Don't take it so seriously. Come on, give me a smile."
Andrew suddenly burst out laughing. The Void Demoness stared dumbfounded, then glared at him. How could you joke about something like that? You could scare someone to death! You have to spend a night with me to make up for this.
"There really were curses on it, but the Director of