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Chapter 219 The First Time I Saw People After Transmigrating... Well, okay, not people.

"Ouch! It still hurts!"

"My physical body, my physical body!"

"It's so dark, so scary!"

The world went from bright to dark. Feng Xue rubbed her head vigorously. Hearing Liu Yunxi's voice, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. She casually locked her lifespan, but said—

"You look like a snake to me!"

"boom!"

As the smoke rose, Liu Yunxi, who had transformed into a ghost and was attached to his body, regained his physical form. Just as he was about to take Mo Ying's true form out of the Pot Heaven Bag, he suddenly noticed that many eyes were focused on him.

This was the first time she had been seen so soon after transmigrating, and Feng Xue immediately felt a chill run down her spine. She tried to use her Substitute Technique, but found that she couldn't activate it. A cold sensation spread from her tailbone to the top of her head.

A sweeping view over his shoulder revealed only an endless string of numbers, their owners being a grotesque, ghostly skeleton with a distorted, sinister humanoid figure, a horned youth in a trench coat, a white-haired girl with protruding canines, and a dog's head...

"I'm a werewolf, thank you!"

"Ah, sorry... Eh?" Feng Xue's expression suddenly turned serious, while the husky head, which was only as tall as her ankle and called itself a werewolf, sighed and said:

"I can sense emotions and surface-level thoughts. Although I should introduce myself here, but..."

At this point, he slightly stepped aside, making way for the horned young man in the trench coat to take the lead:

"Hello, new companion. I am Dobio Mephistopheles, the master of the Demon King's castle and the current Demon King. Welcome to this world. I remember that the Demon Dragon race should have the ability to change their form, right? Can you shrink a little?"

"A demonic dragon?" Feng Xue was taken aback, only then realizing that she was still wearing Ghidorah's "suit". However, she did not immediately detach herself from the possession of the Faith Core - Ghidorah, but instead silently cast a shaman's spell to guide the power of her will.

Even after burning away most of its corrupt willpower, King Ghidorah's body, which was over twenty meters long, still slowly shrank, eventually becoming the [Wu You Yan Fa] form, which was over two meters tall. If you are a tokusatsu fan, you should be familiar with this image; it is another form of King Ghidorah—Monster X.

(Approximate shape)
After confirming that the "people" had no objections to his appearance, he finally asked:
"This world? Companions?"

"That's right. Whenever humanity's power grows, new companions will cross the world." The skull with azure flames burning on its head spoke in a voice like bones grinding together: "I am the Demon King's first servant, Ashes, and my profession is Skeleton King. I have already smelled the aura of a spirit on you. You must be a necromancer? Or perhaps, the legendary Dragon Lich?"

"???" Feng Xue felt like a bunch of question marks were about to pop out of her head. That dog... I mean, the werewolf, shook his head and said:
"I can smell the scent of the living and the thunder; the newcomer should be an elementalist."

"You're clearly a beast tamer! Didn't you see that talking snake? By the way, could you give me a few drops of blood? I've never tasted dragon blood before!" The white-haired, red-eyed girl pushed aside the werewolf, her eyes shining as she looked at Feng Xue, as if she would pounce and bite her if she let her guard down even slightly. But then, she was grabbed by the collar by a humanoid figure that seemed to be pieced together from different parts, and immediately heard the humanoid figure utter a cold voice:

"This guy's name is Bigre, she's a vampire, her profession is a blood mage, and I'm Mary, the mechanical puppeteer, my profession is a puppeteer." "My name is... well, you can call me Ghidorah. As for my profession, it's rather complicated, I could barely be considered a wizard?" Looking at this group of Western fantasy demon-like creatures, Feng Xue instinctively gave them fake names, reached out and lifted Liu Yunxi, who was still feeling her own body, before saying:

"So could you tell me what the current situation is?"

"Even if you ask, this isn't a question that can be answered immediately. The undead on your body are about to riot, so you should deal with them first." The skull who claimed to be Ashes waved his hand, and Feng Xue then remembered that Mo Ying's true form was still in the Pot Heaven Bag, so she immediately took out the scroll.

Although he knew that sentient beings could not be placed in the Heavenly Pot Bag, he really didn't expect that ghosts were included!

Hearing Mo Ying's "woo woo woo" sobs, Feng Xue was a little flustered, but she couldn't comfort her in front of a group of demons and monsters. However, these seemingly vicious guys were surprisingly easy to get along with, and they all gave her gentle "I understand" looks. The Demon King snapped his fingers coolly, and then a typical succubus maid appeared out of nowhere.

"You should also need some time to rest. She will take you to your room and tell you some common sense. As for the rest, we can talk about it at dinner."

Although the Demon King's suggestion was quite good, Feng Xue still shook her head and said:
"No, I still hope to get an answer that will make me feel at ease staying here. Otherwise, it might be better to just leave."

He now possesses both immortality and regeneration abilities, so he speaks with absolute confidence, giving off an air of "I can just charge out without you having to explain."

"You dare to betray the Demon King's good intentions!"

The skull, wreathed in blue flames, roared in anger, but the "young" demon king named Dobio Mephistopheles raised a hand to quell its fury and calmly said:

"It's only natural that you want to know immediately, but the Summoning Chamber is not a place for chatting. Please come with me."

"Is this guy really the Demon King?" Feng Xue picked up the large sack, which was over three meters in diameter, and followed. In her heart, she felt that this Demon King was perhaps a little too "simple-minded." The werewolf, who claimed to be able to sense emotions, seemed to sense her thoughts and immediately leaned closer, saying:

"Without a doubt, Lord Dobio is indeed a Demon King, and the most orthodox high demon. However, we are all unfortunate souls burdened with the same fate, so there is no need for us to deliberately maintain our dignity."

“Fate?” Feng Xue caught the word, her expression becoming slightly subtle.

The dog seemed to want to answer, but by then, the group had already passed through a long corridor filled with dark gothic style, yet not gloomy, and arrived at a long table.

Apart from the slightly extravagant Demon King's Throne at the head of the long table, the chairs were all ordinary, the only difference being that the backs of the seven or eight chairs in front had various icons on them.

The Demon King sat at the head of the table, and the rest of the people sat at both ends in order. Feng Xue noticed that they seemed to have intentionally made way for each other. After searching with his eyes, he finally found an unmarked chair in the middle and sat down. As he sat down, a mark consisting of three dragon heads appeared on the chair.

In this hall, which appeared to be a combination of a conference room and a banquet hall, the light brightened a bit more, and as a map appeared in the center of the long table, Dobio's voice finally rang out—

"In short, just like those long-standing stories, we are the Demon King's army, being defeated by heroes. The only problem is, there are a lot of heroes..."

(End of this chapter)