Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
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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