Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Fugallo could clearly sense that the instant Alice pulled out a pair of black panties, an unbelievable amount of dark mana had gushed out of her body. There was no way he could have been mistaken about the mana's nature, either, since, as a Demon King, he was incredibly familiar with dark mana.
But wasn't Alice supposed to be the Hero? How could such a frightening amount of dark mana emerge from her body? Such a situation shouldn't be possible.
Had Alice relied on a tool to increase her mana capacity, he would have totally believed it to be possible. It was why he had snatched Alice's white panty in the first placeāhe had suspected Alice of using the white panty to increase her capacity of light mana, which, unfortunately, wasn't the case.
However, he had never heard of any tool capable of changing the nature of a person's mana. Currently, the only existence he knew of that could accomplish such a feat was the Demon King's Power. When crowning a new Demon King, the Demon King's Power would transform the physique of its chosen candidate to suit the housing of dark mana.
Fugallo also refused to believe that the black panty in Alice's hand was the Demon King's Power. Not only was his reasoning telling him that this was too nonsensical of a situation, but his sensibility also made him unable to accept the possibility that the Demon King's Power was, in essence, a pair of panties.
Demon Kings had always prided themselves on their strength. If Fugallo was now being told that all of his strength came from a pair of black lace panties, in reality, he'd rather commit suicide on the spot than continue living in this world in shame. As a Demon King, even if he was going to die, he would do so with dignity.
Of course, while Fugallo was having such thoughts, he had completely forgotten that he was still clutching onto a pair of white female underwear. From an outsider's perspective, it didn't look like Fugallo was someone who cared about his dignity. The ferocious expression he wore while clutching onto the white panty al
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