American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

The swordsman was startled and glanced at him warily, carefully detouring around him while clutching his sword hilt.

Sighing, Li Chao said regretfully.

"As expected, no emotion points..."

Thinking about it, the system definitely wouldn't let this loophole go.

If this method worked, why would he bother creating incidents on Earth? Wouldn't it be better to just build his own little world?

In the time that followed, Li Chao practically roamed the entire Digital World.

These humanoid swordsmen were less like people and more like some kind of Digimon, materialized from the information of the Sword World.

Each swordsman represented a different sword technique.

And their personalities were extremely compatible with their sword techniques. Those with righteous swordplay were righteous, and those with evil swordplay were evil.

Even communicating with them didn't feel like interacting with a stupid AI; each person had their own personality and value system, completely like a human being.

"But, is that all there is to it?"

Greatly disappointed, Li Chao rarely showed such dissatisfaction. He flew high into the sky, standing directly beneath the sun's rays.

The moment he raised his hand and pointed to the sky, everything fell silent.

Green divine light brewed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he paused the world.

With absolute control over the Digital World, doing this was incredibly easy!

Then, he looked at the towns and swordsmen on the ground. The sea of data transformed into a surging tide of death, and the scene of annihilation bloomed in the next moment. In less than seven seconds, all the towns and swordsmen perished one by one.

Their disintegrating data scattered into the sky, then was reabsorbed into Li Chao's left palm.

"What I need isn't this trash; it's a more defined mythological world!"

How could a world with only swordsmen and martial artists bear Li Chao's ambition?

He threw out Jing Tian, transforming him into the Flying Peng Divine General, using absolute control over the card to guide Flying Peng's divine power into the Digital World.

This divine power was accepted by the Digital World, and under Li Chao's absolute control, it began to integrate into the Digital World's rule system.

The data in the palm of his left hand transformed again, colliding with the torrent of information from Earth, like a falling meteor, mixed with Flying Peng's divine power, turning into Digital Eggs dragging flames as they fell from the sky, then crashing heavily onto the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

He opened his arms, looked down, and was about to laugh and say some pretentious lines.

"Mommy——!!"

A golden greatsword, with two thick, long legs, kicked open the inner shell of the Digital Egg, impatiently jumping out from inside.

Peng——

The ground immediately couldn't bear her weight, and a large pit appeared.

She was very happy, with only "Mommy" alone floating in the air, posing there, her open arms as if to embrace herself...

Li Chao's eyes twitched, the hair on those thighs waving in the wind, truly hurting his eyes.

Seeing the other party running towards him, calling out Mommy, Li Chao covered his mouth, unable to bear the churning in his stomach any longer, and disappeared with a whoosh!

He was determined in his heart that he would leave the pretentious words next time!!

"Mommy——"

With tears in her eyes, the golden greatsword stood alone in place, her desolate cries echoing in the sky above the entire Digital World.

......

No matter how crazy the party, there would always be an end.

More than a week later, Tony's news heat completely died down, and New York returned to calm once again.

However, the water-spitting syndrome became a nightmare that the people of New York could never shake off, and they could only rely on time to smooth everything over.

Manhattan, the night is hazy.

Tap, tap, tap.

Wearing a white bowler hat, dressed in a neat black suit, a black-haired, handsome man was standing at the entrance of a bar with a smile on his face.

"Sir, today is a private party. If you don't have an invitation, I'm afraid you can't enter."

The bar's security guard said indifferently, reaching out to block the man's path.

"Ah~ The progress of the times is truly enormous, always amazing me..."

Pressing down on his hat brim with one hand, the man seemed to say with some emotion.

The security guard was a little confused, and was about to wave him away.

Peng!

His body stiffened, and a large amount of blood suddenly spurted upwards from the left side of his neck, as if an invisible blade had slashed across it.

"You......"

Covering his blood-red neck, the security guard's eyes widened, trembling and falling to the ground like a dying fish.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

Under the white bowler hat, a face as pale as paper was revealed, his eyes showing a strange scarlet red, both cruel and devoid of humanity.

He stepped lightly, stepping over the security guard's body, and pushed the door open in his despairing gaze.

Boom, chicka, boom, chicka.

The explosive music came to an abrupt halt, the DJ flipped off the stage, and the blood-soaked crowd turned around, their fangs revealing their racial identity—vampires.

"How could I miss out on something like blood?"

The man calmly stood at the door, and his opening words attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Hey, how did this guy get in?"

"What's the security guard at the door doing? Didn't we say not to let anyone in?"

"He's just a human, don't be so arrogant!"

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving. Let us 'entertain' you properly!"

"......"

There were many vampires on the scene, at least a hundred, and the man was alone, his body looked very slender and not strong, a typical Asian.

"Hahaha, look, this pretty boy is really good-looking!

After you guys are done sucking him dry, put him on my bed. I'm going to open his eyes properly!"

In this day and age, if you want to get ahead in America, even vampires have to keep up with the times.

As one of the 56 genders, he was dressed in a flamboyant manner, considering himself a man with a woman's heart, speaking loudly and arrogantly.

He looked like he didn't take the man seriously at all, and the laughter around him fueled his pride.

Hehe, not bad... Tonight, let 'sister' give you a good biology lesson~ Take you to explore the depths of life!

He tossed his long hair, stepping on bright red high heels in a flirtatious manner, his pink miniskirt tightly wrapped around his body.

The surrounding vampires laughed, all watching the man's joke. They didn't think a human could withstand the power of a vampire.

This had almost become common sense in vampire society.

His eyes twitching, that pink miniskirt was too offensive to the eye, and even Kibutsuji Muzan couldn't stand it.

He had seen the world after all, but America's "popular culture" was developing too fast, making him feel like he couldn't keep up!

Could it be... am I old?

Just as the question arose in his mind, he saw that the guy in the pink skirt was twisting his barrel waist, walking towards him with a lewd look on his face.

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