The female devils I saved came to my door

This was the look in Lovna's eyes when she confessed her love to her.

"Ciel, I didn't lie. I won't lie to you."

The devil's tone was extremely gentle, and she repeated it again: "You are not a creature of this world, and your destiny has infinite possibilities. Moreover, you have what I long for, the character that a perfect person should have - a high degree of Restraint, repressed anger, indifferent thinking, ever-prosperous vitality, and restrained yet surging emotions.

"Do you know why I cooperate with this group of idiots from the 'Holy Body Seminar'? Because, as a 'subversive', as a demon who leads resistance and riots, I have seen too many.

"I know very well that the bad nature of human beings determines that they cannot truly restrain their desires, be truly selfless, and truly care about and love others. Even if we teach them to resist and fight, they will only After the riot, move on to the next oppression—resistance—continuing the endless cycle of oppression.

"This is a prison imposed by Heavenly Father on the world, a destined fate. I long for mankind to evolve into a new species that can truly escape this fate in the long struggle.

"It's not enough to just see slaves rebel against their masters, see the weak fight against the strong, see the order collapse and then be rebuilt... I want a true and complete subversion! Subvert this boring cycle! Subvert the bad nature of mankind!

"So, 300 years ago, I worked with the founders of these organizations and gave them the ability to create artificial consciousness.

"But these wastes, they will only create those twisted and ugly monsters in vain, satisfy their own greed and ambition, and develop those potions with ridiculous uses... They have failed to create real 'people'.

"Monroe's synthetic man also failed. Although I stitched enough knowledge when creating his soul, it made him very fragile. He is just a leader who needs to be attached to faith and to a superior. A puppet who has no self, no strength, but is still confused and cowardly, he is a defective product."

As she spoke, she became more and more excited. She couldn't help but walked forward with a face full of obsession.

Ignoring the obstruction of Ciel's heavy sword, she stretched out her hands with a smile and touched him.

The devil's slender arms gently rested on Ciel's shoulders, and his white palms slowly brushed his cheek, as if stroking a beautiful piece of art.

If someone were standing here and saw this scene, they would probably misunderstand that it was a beautiful red-haired girl caressing her sweetheart's face lovingly.

"But you are different, Ciel. In the long years I have been in the Nether World and the Mortal World, I have only sensed you! You are simply the perfect new human template! Only you are worthy of this power of the Nether World, and you will truly Let this old world, which is full of oppression and tyranny, and is forever locked in vendetta against each other, go to ruin. Promise me, and you will get everything..."

The feeling of familiarity was more like that not long ago, Lovna hugged him like this, intending to offer him her kiss and love.

However, he refused at the time.

The demon-like behavior in front of him used her face and the gentle tone when she confessed her love to say a bunch of inexplicable weird words to confuse him... This made him almost furious.

"Go away, stay away from me! Don't use Lovna's face to say these stupid things to me!"

Although the heavy sword could not cut down the demon, when Ciel was extremely angry, he slapped a furious slap in the face - this blow actually hit the demon hard in the face.

She almost fell down from the slap and staggered several steps before she managed to stand firm.

The air froze for a moment.

The demon slowly turned his head.

The smile on her face disappeared now.

"...It seems that Miss Lovna is quite important to you. Even using her face will make you angry." She gently touched the slapped half of her face and looked at Xia expressionlessly. Er: "It seems you are unwilling to cooperate."

"Get lost." Ciel gave her a simple answer.

"Okay, okay..." The devil laughed dryly.

Then her body melted like wax.

Centered around her feet, a dense darkness spread out, instantly enveloping the entire secret room.

Then, Charles heard her voice in the darkness:

"Since you refuse, then I can only let the power of the Netherworld devour you, Ciel. I will analyze your soul, use your consciousness as a model, and let these mages of the Holy Body Training Society create a truly perfect new Humanity."

96.5 (Supplementary content)

The demon looked at the fourteen children on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood up slowly in the wilderness, chanted a spell casually, summoned fourteen pieces of red silk, and wrapped the children.

Later, the gentle warm wind was called to disperse the cold current in the north, making these children feel better.

At this time, the silent Monroe also walked up.He stood among the trees, like a strange and deformed tree made of metal.

"You did a good job, Monroe." The demon looked at the tall warrior and praised with satisfaction: "Thanks to you."

Last time, when Munro sneaked into the northern mountains to search for the heresy of the Holy Body Training Society, this demon was already prepared and stayed in the underground palace, giving the sword master a surprise.

She possessed her soul on the Juggernaut, completely infiltrated into his consciousness, controlled this puppet with very little self-awareness, lurked in the Holy See, and carefully observed what she regarded as a treasure. Ciel, and, step by step, uses his foolhardiness, ego, and anxiety to lead him into his own trap.

If Sirna hadn't stepped in and rescued Ciel, she would have completely taken Ciel as her own.

However, the current situation is not bad. At least she successfully obtained Ciel's blood and soul and created these fourteen children, which is considered a success.

These children will be her help.They will be the ones who continue to sow chaos and disaster for her.

They are human beings, so they can understand human suffering and compassion, integrate into their society, gain their trust, and guide them forward.

They are also demons, so they can exert powerful power in the underworld, absorb war, pain and sorrow, and lead the world to subversion in the expectations of demons.

They have the kind side of Ciel's nature, as well as his violent and crazy side.They can gain the awe and respect of humans.

Just as the devil was immersed in his achievements and rejoicing at the possibilities in the future, the tall man standing beside him suddenly moved - he swung his heavy sword and slashed at the devil's neck. .

He created wounds that could not be healed on the already exhausted demon's body, and under the demon's surprised gaze, he prepared to swing the heavy sword to completely end the demon's life in the mortal world.

"You...were not controlled?"

"Not from the beginning." Monroe replied: "Your Majesty has already anticipated your plan and is aware of your plan to use Charles. Devil, she is the most knowledgeable master of numerology in the world. Since I first returned to Glory, When you entered the city, your conspiracy had already gone bankrupt. At that time, your majesty had already cast a spell on me to break the curse. As long as I wanted, I could regain my freedom at any time."

"Then..." As soon as the devil spoke, he instantly realized why he was willing to pretend until now.

He wanted to rob these children that he had worked so hard to create.

Monroe no longer pretended: "For the future of the crown, devil. You will be exiled by me, and these evil offspring you created will be used for the great cause of the crown."

"great?"

The devil raised his hand to cover the scar on his neck and sneered: "It's just for ambition and desire. Monroe, you have always been just a puppet. In the past, you were the puppet used by your father to realize his ambition. Now, He is also the puppet who fulfills your ambition...

"You have no opinion of your own from beginning to end. You can only place your meaning on the people close to you, rely on their ideals to satisfy yourself, and deceive yourself into thinking that you are a meaningful existence.

"Although the raw materials that shape your soul come from ancient heroes, you, a synthetic human, only inherited the cowardly and incompetent part of them. You can only live dependent on others, coward."

"Whatever you say." The sword master stopped talking to the devil.He swung his heavy sword again, preparing to completely destroy the weak demon.

The devil who needs to protect these children is having a hard time resisting.

In the scramble and struggle, the cries of these children became louder and louder.

Until the end, after Munro's desperate blow, the demon still relied on its remaining power to cast a teleportation spell, driving the sword master several miles away.

However, seven of the children were still taken away by Monroe.

96. Children who belong to the netherworld

The darkness transformed by the devil is so thick that it can make people suffocate.

This is not just the darkness after the light source disappears, but also the silence when the power of the underworld invades reality.

In this darkness, restless delusions and the murmurs of the dead arise one after another. Under the guidance of the devil, the twisted power gradually gathers, condenses, and reshapes... and a special enchantment is about to be born.

When the darkness receded, the dim light gradually occupied his field of vision, and Ciel could clearly see his situation.

No sun, moon or stars could be seen above his head, only thick clouds and beams of light cast through gaps in the clouds.As far as the eye can see, there is no human habitation, not even a bit of vegetation, just barren land without any grass.

There were no undulations on the surrounding surface, just endless flat gray-brown cracked land.

This wilderness is the realm created by the devil to devour Ciel.

"Ciel, you will be part of the future I desire."

The devil's voice sounded in his ears: "Wait to be swallowed up by endless anger."

Then, a hazy shadow appeared on the edge of the barren land.

There are well-dressed soldiers; burly mercenaries; knights driving war horses; farmers holding hoes high; blacksmiths wielding hammers; patients covered with abscesses; beggars with scanty clothing... and even withered bones that have long since rotted. .

They formed a black iron curtain and gathered towards Ciel from all directions.

These are the people who provide the devil with obsession and increase its power.

Everyone's obsessions were concretely formed in this barrier, turned into real human beings, and launched an impact on Ciel in the center of the barrier.

Charles had communicated with mages affiliated with the Holy See and had some understanding of Netherworld magic.

This type of spell is based on the power of the nether world, which can distort reality, turn virtuality into reality, and create special enchantments and spaces.

As long as the power of the caster is strong enough and can withstand the backlash of the power of the netherworld, the barrier created can be as large as it is.

Most of the people trapped in the barrier will be completely devoured after experiencing desperate battles.

"Demons are born Netherworld mages. They are the incarnation of the power of the Netherworld, and they can cast magic without having to bear the same price as humans. Therefore, the stronger the obsession and desire that make up a demon, the more Netherworld spells the demon can cast. powerful."

As for the "subversive", the obsessions that make up this demon - the obsession to resist superiors, hate oppression, and hate all existing orders - are associated with human civilization.

Except for the laws set by the ethereal Father God, there is nothing in the mortal world that can restrain her.

In today's terrible world, every unwilling resentment and every angry soul is strengthening her power.

All those who desire to resist will become warriors who obey the devil's orders in this enchantment and are completely unafraid of death.

Ciel felt that once he was killed by these endless enemies here, he would be assimilated by the devil and become a part of it.

There are only three ways to defeat this demon.

Or, wait for order to be restored in troubled times and the power of the "subversives" to be weakened;

Or, we can only use the more powerful power of the underworld to crush her and devour her.

Unfortunately, neither of these two methods can be achieved by Ciel now.

He could only choose the third option - to spend his life.

No matter how many enemies this barrier creates for him in the future, he must endure it.

As long as his will can overcome the devil's will, as long as he can consume the devil to the point that even the devil's obsession cannot support the barrier, or wait until Monroe, who has not been swallowed by the barrier, comes to help, he will not be swallowed by the devil and have a chance. Won.

Thinking of this, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the heavy sword that was similar to his height, and faced the enemy charging towards him.

The knights riding war horses were the first to arrive at Ciel's side.

When Ciel raised his head, he could even look into their eyes with murderous intent under their masks.

The first knight to attack Ciel had already rushed to a position no more than ten steps away from him.

This guy had already raised the hammer in his hand, ready to hit him hard in a few breaths.

He took a deep breath and placed the tip of the heavy sword on the ground behind him. Then, he steadied his horse, strengthened his legs, turned around, and slashed the heavy sword in his hand in a shining arc.

The heavy-edged sword of "Ether" cut off the head of the neighing horse, and also cut off the knight holding the war hammer high.

Their severed limbs flew a long distance before falling to the ground. The blood sprayed from the cuts on the bodies was like red rain, soaking the dry land.Some blood even splashed onto Ciel's face.

This cut announced the beginning of this battle.

He didn't have time to wipe the blood from his face, because more knights had already launched attacks one after another.

The Ciel had to concentrate on dealing with these more intensive attacks.

If the enemy's war horse charged too fast, he would cut off the horse's legs; if the knight's heavy spear was too strong, he would just chop it off; if there were too many whistling arrows, he would hold the arrows and throw them back... Finally, he simply triggered the "ether" "The magic runes on the body, under the attack of elemental spells, used an unstoppable attack to create dozens or hundreds of charred corpses, as well as more corpses with unrecognizable parts.

But these are just the beginning.

With the death of the leading cavalry, more people gathered around.

The dense crowd of people stepped on the lifeless corpses, like locusts feeding frantically, and continued to attack him.

They waved their weapons at Ciel and launched attacks without hesitation, without any fear of death. They even tried their best to hit his sword blade, just to delay his attack with their own bodies.

The blood flowing from their corpses chopped into pieces by Ciel moistened the dry land under their feet into a red-black swamp.

Ciel had to step on the bodies of these people and continue fighting.

Even if the arm that was wielding the heavy sword was so sore that it was almost completely numb; even if all that was left in front of him was the spray of blood mist and the ferocious face; even if his feet seemed to be pushed and pulled by evil spirits from hell and could not move forward, You must also persevere.

"Char, these people are endless." The devil's voice sounded again: "There are as many souls in the world that are eager to fight, and as much strength as I have, you will have to face as many enemies."

"To shut up."

He didn't dare and couldn't show weakness in front of the devil.As the battle continued, Ciel could feel that his emotions were getting more and more anxious, and his reason seemed to have been burned away, leaving only indescribable anger.

He looked around and saw countless empty and fanatical faces.The sight of these men made him angrier, and he could only channel his rage into more blows and slashes.

There were more and more corpses lying under his feet, and his feet stepped on the pile of pulpy meat, as if he was stuck in a mire.