A Demonic Godlike Figure

"Really?"

The adventurer who had stopped Lisa scratched his head in confusion and looked at her curiously.

"Lisa, didn't your period just end a few days ago? Why are you on it again?"

"Can't I have my fucking period early this month!?"

Lisa held back the urge to kick the idiot in front of her to death, yanked her hand free, and rushed off.

"So your period next month can come early this month?"

The idiot adventurer seemed to believe his friend, looking as if he'd learned something new.

The other adventurers nearby instinctively edged away from the idiot, afraid they might catch his stupidity. They all rushed outside, realizing at that moment that they could try to recruit Lu Qiming into their Kins.

The idiot adventurer watched the crowd rush out in confusion and thought, So everyone's on their period today. But why are the men running out too?

Could they be on their man-periods?

Within half an hour, all the gods in Orario had heard the news.

An adventurer capable of defeating a Floor Boss alone had appeared—and he'd grown this powerful without joining a Kin.

Every god wanted to bring this young man into their Kin and make him their most important child. They looked forward to seeing what Lu Qiming would be like once he received his Falna.

The residents of Orario noticed that many gods were gathering near the entrance to the Dungeon. Gods who usually got along were now glaring at one another with hostility. Even the gods of several top-tier Kins had appeared and were hurrying toward the entrance.

The top adventurers were following their gods, looking toward the Dungeon entrance with aggressive expressions, as if they had a score to settle with someone.

"What happened? Why are all the gods heading toward the Dungeon entrance? Aren't gods forbidden from entering the Dungeon?"

"I heard someone defeated a Floor Boss, and that adventurer hasn't even joined a Kin. The gods must be heading to the entrance to meet them, right?"

"What? They defeated a Floor Boss without joining a Kin and receiving Falna? How is that possible?"

"Who cares if it's possible? Let's go see for ourselves."

As he spoke, a shopkeeper closed up his store and headed toward the Dungeon entrance. Seeing him, the other shopkeepers and residents set aside their work and hurried there too.

From high above, anyone looking down would have seen everyone in Orario moving in the same direction. A massive white tower stood there, reaching toward the heavens: the entrance to the Dungeon.

At the Dungeon entrance, gods and adventurers watched it curiously. When adventurers emerging from the Dungeon heard from the crowd what was going on, they joined the gathering with equal enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, on the Dungeon's fifth floor, a strange party was slowly making its way toward the exit. Even the two little girls, who looked no older than thirteen or fourteen, carried two enormous backpacks each.

They were so full that the zippers wouldn't close. The purple glimmer of Magic Stones showed through the gaps.

Behind the two little girls, more than a dozen people carried even more backpacks. Each one held at least as many Magic Stones and drops as the girls' packs.

At the very front of the party, a boy with a huge Magic Stone balanced on his head and two backpacks slung over his shoulders grinned wildly. He swung the twin swords in his hands again and again, cutting every monster that came near the party in two.

Then the two little girls behind him would hurry over and collect the dropped Magic Stones and other loot.

Dungeon, third floor.

Lu Qiming gave Divine Judgment a light swing, flinging all the blood from the blade onto the wall. Dozens of Goblins lay in pools of blood in front of him. A moment later, they turned to black ash, leaving behind purple Magic Stones.

Airi and Ailin seemed used to it by now. Calmly, they collected the drops. The backpack between them was almost full.

"Senior, the backpack's almost full. And don't we already have so many Magic Stones? Why are we collecting even the upper-floor monsters' stones? They're not worth much."

Aili tossed a Magic Stone into the backpack and looked at Lu Qiming with puffed-out cheeks. When they'd set out, the backpack hadn't held a single stone. They hadn't even stuck to one path, and it would've burst open ages ago.

"What are you talking about? These are all Valis."

Lu Qiming smiled and poked Aili's puffed-out cheek, then tossed the last Magic Stone into the backpack. He still owed Tia one hundred million Valis, even though she'd said he didn't have to pay her back.

But as a man, how could he not repay her? That was Tia's hard-earned money, earned over countless days and nights. She'd said that in recent years, after opening three Tea Shops, she'd stopped selling tea herself.

But even if the hundred million Valis hadn't been earned by Tia, it had come from the hard work of other women. He couldn't just keep it.

"Okay, okay! Honestly, Senior, you're so strong, but you sure do love money."

Aili slapped away Lu Qiming's hand and turned to walk ahead. During their time together, she'd realized that he was actually a very gentle person, even if he got a little crazy and bloodthirsty when fighting monsters and enemies.

But he was a good person.

For instance, on the way back, they'd run into a group of adventurers foolish enough to try to rob them. Senior had only killed them gently, without letting them feel even the slightest pain.

Such a gentle senior!

Lu Qiming smiled warmly at the two little girls ahead and followed after them. What he wanted most right now was to exchange the Magic Stones and drops he'd collected for Valis and repay Tia.

Maybe he'd even have some left over to buy his Divine Judgment some snacks.

Dungeon, first floor. Lu Qiming drew Divine Judgment back into his body and led the others outside.

The setting sun shone over the Dungeon's entrance, making a beautiful scene with the magnificent tower.

But the gods, adventurers, and residents of Orario gathered at the exit paid no attention to the view. They watched the Dungeon entrance tensely.

Everyone fell silent, as if they sensed something.

Thud. Thud.

Heavy footsteps echoed from the Dungeon entrance. Blood-red killing intent drifted out, as though some terrifying creature were approaching. Some ordinary residents of Orario and weaker adventurers began to tremble, staring at the entrance in fear.

In stark contrast, the gods and powerful adventurers watched with curiosity or astonishment. Not one of them seemed afraid.

Beneath the last rays of the setting sun, a black-haired, black-eyed boy with an enormous Magic Stone balanced on his head emerged. Terrifying, blood-red killing intent coiled around him. In the dark crimson light of dusk, he looked like a Demon God returning from Hell.