Chapter 82: World Wide Effects
"...Where is the devil?" The small, petite woman tilted her head slightly at the man standing in front of her.
From a first glance, you wouldn't know that the small woman was one of the strongest beings in the universe. She had a cute face, a thin and petite body, and was wearing what looked like an exhibitionist-esque cosplay.
She had long black hair, which flowed down her short body and reached her feet, along with a pink bow tied into her hair. She wore a loose black coat, which was open in the front and showcased her exposed chest. She had just two small x's of tape covering her nipples, along with two small bows barely holding together her coat as they crossed on her stomach.
Her legs were covered by just a loose pair of balloon-like pants, which puffed outward and then tightened at her knees. To finish her 'goth' look was a pair of pure-black ballerina-like shoes on her feet.
At the moment, she was sitting on a large golden throne, which was far too big for her small frame. Instead of sitting in a normal sense, she was leaning her back against one of the armrests as her feet were barely being propped up on the other end.
The woman didn't care for the prestige that came with sitting on a throne, as she hadn't wanted one in the first place, but it had been thrust upon her by those who served her. In the ever-constant battle for her favor and all the power that came with it, the countless branches in her service did their best to suck up to her.
"Shalba Beelzebub was recently killed, Lady Ophis." The man standing in front of her was a stark contrast to the gothic woman.
Compared to Ophis' overall dark aesthetic, the man was smiling pretty brightly, looking almost cheerful as he reported to her. He had shoulder-length black hair, a decently handsome, sharp face, and a muscular physique.
He was wearing a blueish-black tracksuit, along with an extravagant black and gold robe tied around his waist. Finally, he was also holding a huge spear in his hand, which had crossed golden snake-like bars that formed circles around the handle until the sharp point at the end.
"...I gave him power," Ophis' lips twitched down, a frown almost appearing on her blank face, "He was supposed to remove the annoying red."
"We are all working towards that for you, Lady Ophis, but there will be some bumps in the road to get there," Cao Cao chuckled lightly in response.