The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 78, Is this all the Queen of Hell is?
The mustachioed man described by Mariko as one of the richest and most powerful people in America is none other than Tony Stark.

Tony gave Li Xingzhou, his friend, a lot of face.

Although the guests attending today's banquet were a bit too low-class for Tony, and could only serve as the atmosphere-maker at a truly top-tier event, he still brought his driver and bodyguard Happy to the banquet out of respect for his dear Li Ang.

Yes, he didn't bring a female companion.

Because Li Xingzhou told him that tonight's banquet would feature many stunningly beautiful women with celebrity looks, supermodel figures, and aristocratic airs...

Tony, still undecided and keen on womanizing, certainly wouldn't bring a female companion to spoil the fun.

Then Tony arrived, and upon seeing Selena, who had come to greet him as the owner of the estate, he was immediately awestruck.

Selena wore a red high-waisted evening gown today. The fiery red color contrasted sharply with Selena's cool, moonlit demeanor, creating a wonderful feeling of ice and fire dancing together.

Although she was a warrior and never cared about aristocratic etiquette, after hundreds of years of exposure to it, she could certainly produce aristocratic etiquette that even the most demanding etiquette experts could not find fault with, if she wanted to.

A stunning beauty with goddess-like looks, a supermodel figure, and the air of nobility—you could even say princess-like—Li Ang wasn't lying to me; he really made the right choice by organizing this banquet!
Tony inwardly praised her, flashing Selena a charming smile. Just as he was about to shake her hand, Li Xingzhou stepped forward, grabbed Tony's hand, and shook it enthusiastically.
"Welcome, Tony. Also, I'm sorry you're late again. Selena is my date."

"..."

Tony glanced at Li Xingzhou speechlessly, then said awkwardly but politely:

"Alright, alright, I knew it... But Li Ang, please don't tell me that Miss Selena is the only dazzling beauty at tonight's banquet. I came here full of expectations after believing you!"

Li Xingzhou laughed heartily and beckoned over a blonde beauty:
"This is Erica, Selena's cousin."

Tony's eyes lit up again when he saw Erica.

Although this blonde beauty may not be as pretty as Selena Gomez, her figure is just as good, and she also has a unique, elegant, noble, mysterious and charming aura.

The middle-aged playboy immediately smiled charmingly and gently took Erica's outstretched hand:
“Beautiful lady, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Tony Stark… Your hands seem a little cold? Would you like to put on a jacket?”

Erica smiled sweetly:
"Thank you, but no need, Mr. Stark, I've always been like this."

It's obvious that Erika is a vampire.

But she was not one of the ten Death Walkers who were once captured by Li Xingzhou and swore allegiance to him after Victor's death.

She was a member of the nobility.

Because of his past relationship with Selena, and having been a close friend of hers, Li Xingzhou spared her life after the war at Selena's request, and did not use her as training material.

Besides Erika, several research-oriented vampires from the weapons research department, as well as a few vampires with business acumen, were left behind.

Erica is now in charge of the day-to-day management of the manor—such a large manor certainly needs someone to manage it.

Li Xingzhou, Selena, and the Death Walkers wouldn't be staying here permanently; they'd only come occasionally for vacations, rest, or to hold banquets. Therefore, the task of managing the manor was entrusted to Erica and some human blood servants.

The research-oriented vampires responsible for weapons development continued to perform their duties, while the business talents continued to manage various industries.

The Death Walkers will be employed as guards at Rex Island Prison, and they will also handle some combat missions for Li Xingzhou when needed.

In short, once you're under Li Xingzhou's command, the extravagant, wasteful lifestyle of the past is gone. Every vampire must work hard, or else they'll have to become materials for the Blood Sea Array or become Blood God's Child.

Now, Erica has been brought in by Li Xingzhou to work as a socialite, and she doesn't seem to object at all.

Firstly, they wouldn't dare. Li Xingzhou was the man who slaughtered the Victor clan and trampled even the progenitor Marcus underfoot. Which vampire would dare to defy him?

Secondly, Tony himself is exceptionally charming. Even disregarding his wealth and status, few women could resist him based solely on his demeanor and charisma.

Of course, the premise is not to compare yourself with Li Xingzhou.

Compared to Li Xingzhou, Tony could only resign himself to being a "despicable middle-aged playboy."

After introducing Tony and Erica, Li Xingzhou chatted with Tony for a few more minutes, then told Erica to take good care of him, while he and Selena continued to greet other guests.

A corner of the hall.

Dressed in a black off-the-shoulder evening gown, looking every bit the lady, Iliana glanced at Li Xingzhou, who was chatting and laughing with the radiant Selena in the crowd, and muttered unhappily:
"That despicable playboy!"

He picked up the glass filled with strong liquor and drank it all in one gulp.

Yes, Iriana also attended the banquet.

Of the girls who were close to Li Xingzhou, only Gwen, who had to be home before 10 p.m. every night, couldn't make it to the Kazchi Mountains, which were more than two hours away from the city, to attend this banquet.

Emma, ​​who was not far from Iriana, overheard Iriana's mutterings.

Emma's mind was filled with malice, and in an instant she came up with seven or eight good ideas on how to sow discord between Iriana and Selena.

In the end, however, it was just a thought for her.

The Great Demon King has the right to trample anyone under his feet.

His will cannot be defied.

He wanted her to behave and not cause him trouble, so she had to obey.

As for how to vent all the negative emotions that have accumulated in one's heart...

Returning to Rex Island prison and brutally torturing several serial killers serving sentences of hundreds of years, watching those once arrogant psychopaths weep and wail in front of him, and listening to their painful cries, would be enough to relieve the pent-up frustration in his heart.

If all else fails, she could just kill a few people. Although the Boss forbids killing indiscriminately, there are so many villains in New York. Big Daddy and Hit-Girl used to be able to find villains to kill every night, so she could do the same.

Emma's dark thoughts, of course, could not be hidden from Iriana, who was the lord of hell and possessed powerful mental abilities, making her extremely sensitive to all kinds of negative desires and malice.

However, Iriana didn't care at all.

She could sense that a powerful and dangerous force lurked deep within Emma's heart.

But this force posed no threat to her.

So she just looked at Emma defiantly, nodded at her with her chin, and asked:
How far have things progressed between you and Li Ang?

If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, Iliana would have already put her long legs up on the table.

Unfortunately, in this banquet setting where everyone was impeccably dressed and well-mannered, the most outrageous thing she could do was to lazily lean back on the sofa and gulp down strong liquor.

Emma sat gracefully, holding her wine glass with both hands, her cheeks slightly flushed as she smiled shyly, looking like a pure and sweet girl, and whispered:

"Everything that needed to be done has been done."

"That playboy deserves to go to hell!"

Iliana cursed again.

She was certainly not fooled by Emma's innocent and well-behaved appearance, so her words were not a curse against Li Xingzhou for ruining another good girl, but simply an expression of her displeasure at his constant womanizing.

Emma asked tentatively:

"Since you know he's a playboy, why..."

Iliana curled her lip and said in a cool tone:

"Don't get me wrong, I have no feelings for him. I'm just waiting for him to go to hell. I've already prepared a cell for him in hell. On the day he goes to hell, I will laugh at him mercilessly, then hang him up and whip him mercilessly with a flaming whip, torturing him!"

"..."

You're just being stubborn, aren't you?

Emma was speechless.

"You do not believe?"

Iliana glanced at Emma sideways and said with certainty:
"He won't be smug for long. Tonight, after the banquet, I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget! Just you wait and see!"

……

In the banquet hall.

Li Xingzhou had just exchanged a few words with an official from the New York judicial system when a death walker dressed as a waiter approached and whispered in his ear:

"Boss, Mr. Winston has arrived and is waiting for you in Room 3."

Li Xingzhou nodded slightly and said apologetically to the official, "Excuse me."

They led Selena out of the hall and down the corridor into a small room.

In the small hall, a short but dignified old man was drinking and chatting with a bald black man while listening to music. When he saw Li Xingzhou, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Welcome, Winston."

Li Xingzhou opened his arms and gave the old man a hug.

"Ha, Li Ang, the environment here is really nice. I think I'm about to fall in love with it."

The little old man named Winston patted Li Xingzhou on the shoulder forcefully and said with a smile.

Li Xingzhou also laughed heartily:
"If you like it here, you are welcome to come for a vacation anytime."

The old man was Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, who had been in charge of the hotel for many years.

The bald black man was clearly Charon, the hotel receptionist who had dealt with Li Xingzhou many times and Winston's loyal assistant.

After subduing the Death Walker, Li Xingzhou accepted two bounties that week, having the Death Walker complete them for him.

With the addition of the Barney Ross bounty, all three bounties have been completed, and he has officially become a registered member of the Continental Hotels Group.

But a mere registered member obviously couldn't get Winston to come. Although Winston was a low-key old man and only a figure in the underworld, he could mobilize a whole square of professional killers with a single order. And among the New York high society figures attending the banquet tonight, no matter how prestigious or wealthy they were, how many could compare to Winston's influence?
Fortunately, Li Xingzhou was not an ordinary registered member.

He is exceptionally good at communication and socializing, and he is particularly good at making friends.

On the day he went to the Continental Hotel to upgrade to a full membership, he met Winston through Charon.

After a long conversation, Winston felt an instant connection with him and regarded him as a close friend despite their age difference. When he revealed his intention to secure a seat at the high table, Winston told him that it would be difficult, but not impossible, provided he had enough influence.

Today, Winston came at Li Xingzhou's invitation to observe his power firsthand.

Winston was very satisfied with the results of his observations.

This ancient castle estate, steeped in history, and his companion Selena, whose aristocratic manners were impeccable, alone proved that Leonardo Victor was not some nouveau riche with no real background.

Even though he came from humble beginnings as the son of a Roman gangster, he now had the backing of real "old money," owned a correctional company that ran the Rikers Island prison, had so many friends in high society, and could even chat and laugh with the notoriously arrogant Tony Stark...

Seeing all this, Winston, who already lacked respect for the High Table, made up his mind to bring Li Xingzhou into the fold and support him in securing a seat at the High Table.

As for the specifics of how to proceed, that requires careful discussion and planning.

Of course not tonight.

There were many guests tonight, and Li Xingzhou didn't have much time to talk to Winston in depth. So the two of them just chatted briefly about their intentions, and then Li Xingzhou gestured for Winston and Charon to make themselves at home, while he continued to entertain the guests with Selena.

……

A corner of the living room.

Harry, with his bangs, bob haircut, and long face, sat on the sofa, watching with envy Bansel chatting and laughing with some important figures in his eyes, and muttered:

"Why is Bansel able to chat and laugh with those guys so easily? Look at that little star, he's practically glued to Bansel!"

He said this to Andrew, who was sitting next to him.

At this dinner, Li Xingzhou certainly didn't forget his loyal underlings: Bancells, Harry, and Andrew, who had recovered and been discharged from the hospital, all came.

Although Harry and Andrew had changed into formal attire and dressed up nicely, they still exuded a rustic, unsophisticated air, completely out of place with the upper-class people. So, they could only hide in a corner, drinking, chatting, and scrolling through their phones, entertaining themselves. Andrew, who was scrolling through his phone, heard Harry's words, glanced up at Banssel, then calmly lowered his head again, continuing to scroll through his phone, and casually said:
“Bansel audited classes at university for three years; he’s a true intellectual. He even had a private tutor to improve his manners. He’s both a scoundrel and a gentleman. How can we compare to him?”

Harry took a swig of his drink and sighed, "I'm so envious! He gets to date such a great girl..."

Andrew shrugged: "You should envy Boss. Those celebrities are just playthings, Boss's girls are the real gems of his private collection."

Just then, a kind-looking fellow approached:

"Hey guys, it's Happy, Tony Stark's bodyguard. Can I sit here for a bit?"

Tony Stark's bodyguard?

A big shot!

Harry quickly made room for him:
"Please take a seat."

Happy smiled sheepishly and thanked him, then sat down next to Harry. He glanced at Andrew, who was engrossed in scrolling through his phone, and asked curiously:
"Hey buddy, what are you looking at?"

“Blogs,” Andrew said. “When I was in the hospital, I followed a scoundrel called ‘Mom’s Hair.’ He called himself a supervillain, but he was neither super nor bad enough; he was just hilarious. You see…”

He clicked on a video and placed it in front of Harry and Happy:
"This guy actually robbed a convenience store while driving a Lamborghini and wearing outlandish clothes..."

Happy and Harry went over to take a look and saw a strangely dressed guy wearing a mask, wielding two guns and firing wildly in the convenience store. However, his target was not someone, but the shelves.

After smashing the shelves to pieces, he forced the clerk to open the cash register, grabbed a handful of change, and ran out. The video camera kept focused on him, indicating that someone was filming him.

The guy ran out of the store, got into a Lamborghini, then snatched the phone and yelled at the camera:

"Hey guys, did you see that? I'm New York's number one supervillain, my name is Mom Here Hair. Follow me and I'll bring you even more exciting crimes! Also, I'm hiring supervillains with high salaries! Yes, you heard me right, I'm going to assemble a team of supervillains to turn New York upside down!"

After watching the video, Happy and Harry looked at each other for a moment, then slapped their thighs and burst into laughter.

Happy laughed and said, "Is this guy an idiot?"

Harry, wiping away tears, said, "This is the first time I've seen this kind of so-called supervillain... He actually dares to call himself the number one supervillain in New York. Does he not respect our boss?"

"Hmm?" Happy glanced at Harry and asked, "Who is your boss?"

“Leonardo Victor,” Harry said proudly, “the most gentlemanly, elegant, handsome, and generous supervillain in all of New York.”

"..."

Happy winks:

"Dude, shouldn't you rephrase your words? Sitting across from you is Happy Hogan, the bodyguard and driver for the superhero Iron Man."

"Hahaha..." Harry paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Just kidding, don't take it too seriously. Actually, our boss is a good guy, you know. He runs a private prison and is a vengeful criminal who hates evil..."

Happy nodded: "That's right."

Then he took out his phone, searched for the personal account of the so-called supervillain "Mom Here Hair", followed it, and started watching the guy's so-called wonderful crimes as if they were funny videos.

The dinner lasted until late at night.

The guests gradually left after midnight.

Li Xingzhou and Selena stood at the castle gate, seeing off the guests one by one. Just as they were about to return to the hall to arrange accommodations for the remaining guests, Iniana suddenly approached, her face stern, and said to Li Xingzhou in a serious tone:

"Come with me, I have something very important to tell you."

……

"important things?"

Iliana's serious demeanor was quite convincing, and Li Xingzhou genuinely thought she had something important to discuss. He asked Selena to arrange for the guests, while he followed Iliana upstairs to a suite.

Iliana stood by the door, and as soon as Li Xingzhou entered, she closed the door and locked it.

Li Xingzhou glanced around, his gaze sweeping over an antique wardrobe. A subtle smile flickered in his eyes as he casually asked:

"What's the matter that's so important?"

Iliana leaned against the locked door, crossed her arms over her chest, supporting her heavy bosom, and said coldly with a stern face:

"Leonardo Victor, don't you think you've gone too far today?"

"Too much?"

Li Xingzhou blinked:

"How is that going too far?"

Iliana gave a soft hum:
"You invited me to a banquet, and I specially changed into a custom-made evening gown and carefully prepared my makeup, but you ended up with another woman as your date, leaving me aside..."

Li Xingzhou raised an eyebrow and said with amusement:
"Are you...jealous?"

Iliana turned her face away, puffing out her pink cheeks in a huff:
"Don't flatter yourself. I'm not being frivolous; I just feel disrespected! I am the Lord of Hell! You wretched playboy, how dare you treat me so coldly?"

Li Xingzhou walked up to her, placed one hand on her smooth shoulder, and gently stroked a strand of hair that had fallen beside her cheek with the other, and chuckled softly:
"Okay, it's my fault, I'll make it up to you."

"compensate?"

Iliana was furious, inwardly screaming: "Kneel down and kiss my toes, call me Your Majesty, and let me whip you a few times before I'll even consider forgiving you!" But what came out of her mouth was:
How do you plan to make it up to me?

"How about this?"

Li Xingzhou spoke softly, gently lifting her chin with his fingers, then lowered his head and kissed her.

"Woo..."

After kissing for about ten seconds, Iliana seemed to just realize what was happening, turning her head away from his lips and saying with a look of disgust:

"You think a kiss can quell my anger? I'm the Queen of Hell's Frontier, not some sweetheart who can be easily appeased by a few kind words and a kiss!"

"Isn't one kiss enough?" Li Xingzhou thought for a moment, "Then let's have another one."

You playboy who deserves to go to hell, that trick of yours doesn't work on me!

Iliana was still stubborn in her heart, but when Li Xingzhou lifted her chin again and lowered his head to kiss her, she forgot to dodge once more...

Moreover, Li Xingzhou's kiss this time seemed to contain some strange magic, making the girl Hell Lord dizzy and confused. She not only forgot to resist, but also hugged his back tightly and responded passionately.

I do not know how long it has been.

When she regained consciousness, she realized that she had been carried by Li Xingzhou to sit on a round table. Her upper body felt cold, and her evening dress had slipped down to her waist, while her bra had been removed and was lying on the table.

"?"

Iliana was stunned:
"What happened? I wasn't drunk at all, so why did I suddenly... His superpower is time travel, right? It must be, otherwise why would I be like this in the blink of an eye?"

While he was stunned and shocked.

Li Xingzhou kissed and comforted her while whispering in her ear:

"What are you thinking about?"

"You demon, what evil dark magic did you cast on me to turn me into this?"

Iliana was still being stubborn, refusing to admit that she also bore a great deal of responsibility for the current situation—with her strength, if she were truly unwilling, she would not have been able to have her equipment removed by Li Xingzhou so easily.

"I cast a magical spell on you called love..."

Li Xingzhou held her slender waist with one hand and gently kneaded her soft, tender, and incredibly elastic breasts with the other, lightly kissing her glistening earlobe and whispering devilish words:
"From the very first moment we met, you were destined to be my captive..."

impossible!
I am the Queen of Hell's Frontier. You succubus in human skin, you playboy who deserves to go to hell, are destined to be my prisoner!

Iliana continued to stubbornly deny it in her mind, but her body grew increasingly hot and soft under the caress of Li Xingzhou's palm, which contained boundless magic. She even felt a faint desire and expectation, and wanted to continue like this.

But soon, she remembered something:

She had boasted to Emma that she would hold Li Xingzhou accountable and teach him a lesson.

She even arranged for Emma to hide in the shadows and spy on them...

If she continued with Li Xingzhou like this, wouldn't Emma be watching the whole thing, and wouldn't she lose all face as the Queen of Hell?

For the sake of face and dignity, Iliana, already in a "low-health" state, finally unleashed her bear-like racial talent. With immense willpower, she suppressed the ever-growing desire in her heart, mustered all her strength to push Li Xingzhou away, pulled up the strap of her evening gown, and put the dumpling back in. Then, she punched Li Xingzhou hard:

"Hell is made for you! I'll be waiting for the day you fall into hell!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, opened a portal, and fled back to the border of hell in a flash...

Watching the portal open and close so quickly, Li Xingzhou couldn't help but chuckle.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a small portal, about the size of a washbasin, appearing above the table. Iriana reached out from the portal, grabbed the black lace bra that had fallen onto the table, and quickly pulled it back.

Li Xingzhou shook his head and chuckled again, then walked to the antique wardrobe he had noticed earlier and pulled open the door.

Emma stood inside the cabinet, peering through the crack in the door. Upon seeing Li Xingzhou, she gave him an awkward yet polite smile.
"Um, Boss, it was Iriana who told me to hide here..."

Li Xingzhou certainly knew.

In fact, he sensed her presence as soon as he entered, but he simply didn't reveal it.

Of course, although it was Iliana's idea, Emma's transgressive behavior clearly deserved to be punished properly—this bad girl couldn't be indulged in any way, or she would become lawless sooner or later.

So Li Xingzhou gestured towards the table with his lip:

"Go kneel down."

Emma obediently went over, climbed onto the table, knelt down like a puppy with her back to Li Xingzhou, and even rolled up the hem of her dress to her waist.

Li Xingzhou nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Wait."

He opened the door and went out, and a moment later, he brought Mariko into the room.

As soon as Mariko entered, she saw Emma on the table and couldn't help but smile:
"Li Ang, is this your new little pet?"

Li Xingzhou smiled and said:
"Yes, she is just like you, a beloved pet of mine."

Mariko was not displeased by these words. Instead, she trembled all over, her cheeks flushed, and she gave Li Xingzhou a charming look. She then went to the table, kicked off her crystal high heels, climbed onto the tabletop, and struck the same pose as Emma...

the other side.

On the border of hell, the young lord sat on her throne in the demon palace, propping her cheek with her hand, and muttered dejectedly:

"Damn it, why can't I resist him? You are a descendant of the infamous succubus Rasputin, a demonic monk. You should have an unbreakable mental barrier by nature. You should have maxed out your resistance to this kind of charming playboy... Next time, next time I will never lose!"

The Lord of Hell revealed his demonic form, with horns on his forehead, a long tail on his buttocks, and flames spewing from his mouth, and made a vow.

Early morning, Mount Kazchi, the ancient castle estate.

The sky was already showing the first light of dawn.

Li Xingzhou woke up in a spacious bedroom, pushed away the hands and feet clinging to him, glanced at Emma and Mariko sleeping on either side of him, stretched comfortably, and got out of bed.

It's time for cultivation. I should gather some Qi and take advantage of the special Qi available in the early morning to break through to the Innate Realm in one fell swoop.

Yes, after annihilating the Victor clan and obtaining numerous cultivation materials, including Marcus, Li Xingzhou returned to the gate of the Innate Realm within a short week. He was just one step away from entering the Innate Realm of Martial Arts again.

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