Captured alive by the devil, I would rather die than submit

"Don't make it look like you're really my mother."

"Isn't your mother a succubus?"

"Well……"

When asked this sentence, Goloy choked hard, yes, no matter what, Goloy's biological mother is a succubus, and I have heard rumors that Goloy once had a relationship with his mother...

Sure enough, the relationship between demons is very complicated, so these guys will become demons.

"Then it has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter why, you should call Lucifer's father, and you should call me mother."

"Ah! It's really annoying, what on earth do you want!" Goloy began to struggle in despair.

There was no refutation, and I don't know if Goloy accepted the statement that Asmodeus was his mother, or he was too lazy to refute it.

"That... In short, let's talk about these issues later, let's go to Lucifer first." I said to the two of them.

"Yes, it won't work if it goes on like this. If Lucifer is eliminated, my son will be sad too."

"Alas..." Goloy really lost the patience to refute, and could only sigh helplessly.

"Beelzebub, what do you think?" I asked Beelzebub.

Beelzebub looked at the fiery horizon in the distance, and was silent for a while.

"I feel that the situation is not good... Lucifer and the others may be in danger." Beelzebub turned to look at Asmodeus who was fighting with Goloy. "If possible, it would be best for Asmodeus to help us."

"Look, little Beelzebub has said so."

"I'm not young."

Goloy closed his eyes and frowned, a little reluctant to say what he was going to say later.

"Well, if that's the case... there's nothing I can do about it."

"Huh?" Asmodeus stroked Goloy's body. "I can't help it. I don't understand if I don't say it properly."

"You bastard!"

"Hey, call your own mom 'you bastard'."

Although the strength has increased, in some respects, Goloy still has a certain gap with the Great Sin Demon.

But I really didn't expect that Goloy would bow to Asmodeus for the sake of Lucifer.

He looked at the ground and whispered, "Please, please, help us... fight Satan...."

Asmodeus nodded in satisfaction, and did not make things difficult for Goloy, and slowly let go of his body.

"Since my son has said so, then I have no choice."

Goloy turned his back to Asmodeus, did not make a sound, just opened his mouth, judging from the shape of his mouth, what he said was probably

"I'm not your son, bastard" line.

Chapter 70. The Return of Self-Awareness

Logically speaking, Satan's strength should not be much higher than the other major sin demons. If he fights alone, Satan may have the upper hand, but if he is divided into two factions and fights in groups like now, the result is uncertain.

If we only consider the number of people, assuming that Lucifer and the others really meet Satan, three against three, and the opponent still has Satan, Lucifer and the others may be at a disadvantage, but if you think about it carefully, Samael and Leviathan should be stronger than Mammon and Belphegor. If you balance it a little, maybe the two sides are evenly matched.

Maybe Goloy, Beelzebub, and Asmodeus all have the same idea as me, so even though they have decided to go to Lucifer's side for support now, they don't see too anxious expressions on their faces .

Rather, the three of them looked relaxed, especially Goloy.

"What, the devil just wants to be naked."

"I'm not a succubus, so I don't want to be naked!"

"It's obvious that you have the body and appearance of a succubus... Mom wants you a little bit."

"In such a state of equal strength, I'm not afraid of fighting a protracted battle. If you want to fight again, just come here."

Goloy's attitude towards Asmodeus is a bit like that of Dipalona, ​​but I have to say that Goloy is really a pure demon, and he is so deeply affected by power. As long as the strength can match the opponent, no matter what He will no longer care about the other party's identity.

But Goloy is also influenced by human culture, and he would feel awkward without clothes, even though he fought Asmodeus with this posture just now.

Ah, maybe Goloy would be stronger with clothes on?

"There's really nothing I can do about you. How about this? Just call me mom, and I'll get you a set of clothes."

"I'm not yelling."

Although Goloy's strength can already compete with the Great Sin Devil, after all, he is not a "concept" of "sin", nor does he have the ability to change the material form at will like Lucifer and Asmodeus. the power of.

"Really, then go naked to see your dearest mother." Asmodeus deliberately turned his face away and said with a mocking smile.

Goloy looked at her unhurriedly, then turned around and approached Beelzebub.

"Could you help me get some clothes, please?"

Beelzebub chewed the volcanic rocks he picked up from the ground, looked at Goloy, then at me, and swallowed the crushed rocks in his mouth.

"What do you want?" Beelzebub asked in a low voice.

"What does it look like... well, it's about the same as what this king wore before."

"I see." As he said that, Beelzebub raised his hand casually in the air for a while, and a clear force gathered around Goloi, and it instantly gathered into a suit of clothing.

"Oh—" I couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Goloy looked at the clothes on his body and moved his hands. The whole set of clothes looked similar to Goloy's previous one, but much thicker than that one, and there was a circle of black fur around the neckline.

"Did you even get the cloak for me?" Goloy casually raised the black and red cloak behind him.

"Really, would you rather beg that guy than me?" Asmodeus said with some disappointment.

Goloy's fists collided with each other, as if he was full of confidence and wanted to fight another big sin demon. He looked like he was looking forward to Lucifer's attitude, and he probably wanted his ancestors to fight for him. Be proud.

It's not that I can't understand this feeling.

"Then without further ado, let's set off quickly," Goloy said.

Then we set foot on the road to the realm of Mammon.

Our pace of progress is actually quite leisurely and slow, because even if we really fight, the disparity in strength will not be too big, so there is no need to be so anxious... At least Asmodeus and Beelzebub should think so Yes, while Goloy was thinking, maybe thinking about what to do when he really met Satan for a while.

Perhaps Satan is nothing to be afraid of for the great sin devil, but for any devil other than the great sin devil, Satan exists like a god. As I said before, Satan has become a god in the eyes of later generations of devils. This concept is equivalent to the pronoun of the devil.

"Hey, Goloy..." I quietly came to Goloy's side and pushed him.

Goloy's attitude was very ambiguous. Seeing me leaning over, he showed a very subtle expression, neither happy nor disgusted. He half-opened his eyes as if he was troublesome, and scratched his cheek helplessly.

"What, what are you doing?"

"What's your expression?"

"nothing……"

"Speak clearly."

Goloy moved slightly in the opposite direction.

"It's nothing, you're too sensitive."

This guy... definitely doesn't have an expression of nothing, I know him too well.

"So what's the matter with you, are you avoiding me on purpose?"

"It's not that I'm avoiding you on purpose, it's just..." As he said, Goloy looked at me from the side. "It's not good for us two men to get too close."

"Eh?"

I hurriedly lowered my head and looked at my body.

Oops... I forgot I was in a man's body now, got used to being a woman, and suddenly it split apart, and I didn't even realize that the part I got was a man and not a woman.

After I realized it... On the contrary, I also felt a little awkward. After being forcibly turned into a woman by Goloy, I always wanted to find a chance to break through the barrier and change back, but now I really changed back... Consciousness instead It is already feminine.

"It's not all your fault..." I muttered softly. "Just because I turned into a man's body, you don't want to be near me anymore."

"This..." Goloy's expression looked more difficult and subtle than before. "What do you want me to say...I can't say that I like men's bodies too."

"Sure enough... are you only interested in my body?"

"No way, of course I also like your inner and soul as an angel, but... Even so, I can't... You know, being so intimate with a man's body."

"What, haven't you been in skin-to-skin contact with Lasevier and Monstein before?"

"Don't say such misunderstandings! We only occasionally fight against each other, and it's not any other strange thing!"

Goloy sighed.

"Your consciousness was clearly Samieri before, why is it completely like Lipatia now?"

Ah, it was only when Goloy said this that I realized that it was indeed the case. Obviously, I had always maintained the consciousness of another personality before. Lipatia's consciousness was mainly separated by... Lipatia, I It seems that she has become another person completely, but for some reason now, she has returned to Lipatia, which is the original main consciousness.

"I'm not very clear about this either..."

"It feels so weird."

"Don't say such things, it's not surprising at all, okay?"

"Of course it's strange...because the tone and attitude are Lipatia's, but the body is Samieri."

"What about Lipatia Samieri, it's all named after you. Whether it's this appearance or this personality, it's the original me."

"Ah... yes."

"What's the matter with your perfunctory attitude?"

"It's nothing... I just hope that your appearance can quickly return to Lipatia's appearance."

Does this guy only care about my appearance...

Thinking of this, I was so angry that I exchanged my hands and turned my head aside.

"Ah, is that right? Since you care so much about that body, you can destroy it when I really recover."

"Don't lose your temper at a time like this."

"You still said that I lost my temper. Who the hell only pays attention to other people's appearance? I didn't expect you to be such a devil in your original name. You will never touch me again in the future."

"If you've been like this... Of course I won't touch you again..." Goloy muttered to himself.

"What did you say?"

"Ah...that, it's nothing." Goloy smiled wryly and leaned towards me again. "What's the matter, did you have something to say just now?"

This bastard devil... Although I am very angry, I do have more important things to do now.

"I just want to say that we may really have to face Satan in a while. Are you underestimating the enemy by doing this?"

"Hmm..." Goloy rubbed his chin and frowned. "Yes, what you said makes sense. Anyway, we demons have a special...feelings for Satan. Even if I really have the strength to rival Satan, if I really face Satan, I will have some...not fear, I don't know how to describe that feeling, it's just...not reasonable."

"I'm also very worried about what happened to the other me. As you can see, the conscious part of the 'self' that belonged to the original subject before I split has completely returned to my body. If this is the case, my other half What is the situation now, is it because of something that caused the 'self' of the main body (the unified Lipatia before the split) to return to me."

"If you say that... I am indeed more worried."

Not knowing what to think of, Goloy suddenly froze for a moment, and then stared suddenly.

"There won't be something wrong with Lipatia, right?"

"Lipatia or something..."

It's really awkward to hear him call my other half like this. It feels fine when I don't have the 'self' consciousness of the body. Now that the self-awareness of the body is back, it sounds like...

"That's not okay, if something happens to Lipatia's body, wouldn't I..."

"Can you worry about me, you bastard! Don't keep thinking about that obscene body!"

Well!

"Ah... You also admit that your body is an obscene body."

"That, that was just a slip of the tongue!"

"Yeah, I also miss that obscene body."

"My body is not dirty!"

No way, my mind is so confused now, I always regard my other half as myself and someone else, watching Goloy miss my other half, he is obviously worried and misses me, but it always makes me feel like I am thinking of other women...