"Our King of Licking's livestream is so peaceful; he's either eating or sleeping..."

...

The night was pitch black.

A vast, empty desert.

A purple meadow slowly spreads out, emitting a dim fluorescent glow.

On the purple grass, countless skeletons are being slowly digested by the purple grass.

Sand crabs, sand worms, sand scorpions... and even humanoid creatures....

In the center of the purple meadow, a small tree, almost black with purple, stands serenely.

The sapling's trunk was crooked and twisted, its bark mottled, and its dry branches were devoid of leaves, twisted and tangled abnormally, giving it an eerie and sinister appearance.

Beneath the tree, a slender figure sat cross-legged with her eyes closed.

He wore a simple black combat suit, had delicate features, short, pale hair that reached his ears, and two miniature black demonic horns on his head.

At that moment, a cloud of black mist flew out from the pitch-black night sky and arrived in front of the tree.

Under the dim purple light, the black mist gradually dissipated, revealing Otis, who was dressed in tattered clothes and had lost one of his demonic horns.

"You...are very weak..." the seated figure spoke slowly, the voice clear, cold, and indifferent.

Otis said with a grim expression, "I've been ambushed, Lilith, I need your help."

That's right, sitting there is none other than the Demon Queen of Destruction, Lilith.

Lilith opened her eyes, revealing amethyst-like pupils, and calmly asked, "How did the mission go?"

"We've found that human civilization, and we've collected blood samples. However, there's something wrong with that human race; their weapons are incredibly powerful." Otis said with a grim expression.

Lilith interrupted, "Give it to me."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand to Otis.