C427. Stolen

Moloc sighed in disappointment. This wasn't what she had envisioned when her master summoned her. She had gone to the extent of altering her outfit to be more revealing, not wearing anything underneath. However, her master had brushed off her appearance and assigned her a mission that even a maggot could handle.

If only she had intelligent subordinates from the underworld, as Azalea did. Unfortunately, Moloc had lived her life in the underworld in isolation, destroying and tormenting anything in her sight as the Lord of Chaos.

She hadn't been interested in the power struggle in the underworld and didn't see the need to have minions worship at her feet. She considered herself the strongest, and no one had been able to refute that claim. Everything had been meaningless for her, and only those who could entertain her in battle or pique her interest held her attention.