Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

In the blink of an eye, the teleportation was completed.

Night Crow held his head with both hands and looked around curiously.

This place is located indoors, and it seems to be a place like a palace hall. The overall layout is spacious, luxurious and grand.

Under his feet, the huge and complex strange magic circle with some energy surging has obviously just been operated.

In front, outside the range of the magic circle, a young woman stood there dignifiedly, looking about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her long pink hair was slightly curled, and her eyes of the same color were calm. It was obviously the color of youth, but it gave people an indescribable sense of depth.

The pink-haired woman held a wooden staff about two and a half meters long and inlaid with many gorgeous gems in both hands. The pink princess dress was elegant and cute, with just the right gem accessories embellished in it. The skin not covered by the clothes was delicate and white.

At this moment, the pink "princess" was looking at the Night Crow that appeared in the center of the magic circle without hiding her lips, her expression was unclear.

It seemed like a classic scene of summoning a hero from another world, but...

The Night Crow's eyes passed over the nobles and ministers on both sides who were dressed in luxurious clothes and looked frightened, as well as the strange-looking, inhuman-like "monsters" who controlled them, and looked straight at the throne five or six meters behind the "princess".

On the throne, a tall humanoid creature sat there, wearing a wide hooded black robe that covered his body from head to toe, with ominous black smoke rising around him, and his head lowered as if he was sleeping.

When the "hero"'s gaze was directed, the "princess" unconsciously tightened her hands holding the staff, and her white and delicate knuckles became paler.

As if sensing the gaze of the "hero", the figure on the throne slightly raised his head, and the face hidden under the shadow of the hood and completely covered by black smoke turned towards the "hero".

At that moment, Night Crow felt a constant and sharp sense of being watched, and his brows suddenly frowned.

A bit disgusting...

Such a clear thought just flashed through Night Crow's mind, and the next moment, the sense of being watched disappeared.

——The figure on the throne lowered his head again.

Night Crow's brows loosened, and then raised them slightly with interest.

——There is a story, a wonderful story.

This is what Night Crow's intuition told him.

Sure enough, a low, hoarse, rough, and slow voice came from the hood of the black-robed figure on the throne:

"Welcome, the hero from another world."

Ye Ya grinned, and a strange joy was faintly revealed in his tone: "Is this the legendary Demon King blocking the hero's birth point?"

"It's just omitting some unnecessary cumbersome procedures." The "Demon King" said lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed figure slowly stood up from the throne, and while walking down the low etiquette steps step by step and approaching the Night Crow, he opened his hands openly and exposed his chest and abdomen to the "hero" of the Night Crow without caring.

"Come on, kill me." The "Demon King" announced loudly and slowly, without question.

After looking at the "Princess" who had very tactfully retreated to the side and remained silent, Night Crow looked at the "Demon King" again, and said in a playful tone: "Do you remember who you are?"

"Of course." The "Demon King" said slowly, without stopping his approach, "I am Lucas Farmer, the previous "Hero."

"Then do you still remember the "Gods"?" Night Crow asked.

The "Demon King" paused.

Seeing that the "Gods Space" system had not moved at all, and looked like it didn't care how many secrets Night Crow revealed, Night Crow said more boldly:

"'Gods Space', do you still remember this term?"

The "Demon King" froze in place.

Suddenly, the black smoke surrounding the black-robed figure suddenly became agitated, causing a commotion among the "monsters" who looked like humans but were not humans.

The crowd surrounded by the "monsters" with all kinds of strange weapons, gasps and short screams frequently rang out.

"Quiet."

The "Demon King" murmured, his voice almost whispering, but it resounded clearly in the magnificent palace hall.

The "Monsters" were no longer restless.

Driven by fear, the panicked crowd also spontaneously forced themselves to remain quiet.

In the hall that had quieted down again, the "Demon King" stood there motionless, like a grotesque and strange sculpture.

"... I remember..." The "Demon King" murmured vaguely, "I am Lucas Famo... codenamed 'Famo'... the trialist of 'Gods Space'..."

"What a good trick!" He suddenly sighed as if he was sober.

Night Crow did not respond, but just looked at him inexplicably, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.A palpable compassion.