"Meng Po!"
Samael let out a startled cry, his expression one of horror, as if he had run into something terrifying.
Upon hearing this, the dozen or so remaining Demon Gods were also thoroughly shocked, then swiftly retreated to Samael's side.
Meng Po's palm missed, but she was not discouraged; she merely smiled enchantingly and said:
"You still have a long memory, not like before when you acted like a reckless hothead."
As she spoke, she half-covered her red lips with one hand, leaned back slightly, and struck a lazy pose.
Her purple gauze dress danced lightly in the wind, outlining her bewitching figure.
Yet toward this femme fatale, the crowd of Demon Gods hundreds of meters away dared not harbor any improper thoughts whatsoever!
To call her a poisonous rose would be a severe underestimate.
In the eyes of these Demon Gods, Meng Po was a man-eating flower that swallowed people whole without spitting out their bones!
Though she looked extremely beautiful on the outside, she was utterly eerie!
Anyone who dared approach her was guaranteed not to leave behind even a scrap of a corpse in under ten seconds!
Samael understood this better than anyone!
Not that he had ever been eaten by this man-eating flower, but Meng Po's ability was quite simply the natural nemesis of his Nightmare!
That technique, Meng Po Soup to Nothingness, could make a person forget everything!
Never mind dreaming, it could even erase the memories of one's past and present lives!
He still remembered that great battle back then, when he had finally found a comatose Ghost Monarch, triggered his Nightmare ability, and invaded the other's dream.
Inside the dream, he was an existence of invincibility.
Furthermore, no matter what kind of damage he inflicted upon the enemy, it would realistically manifest