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

Your Majesty, this woman is used to this kind of life. She has been a sheriff in Gabriel City for too long, and torture has long been a part of her life.

It is simply a farce to let such a guy go to the battlefield.

Chapter 186. The Days of Returning to the Demon King's Palace (Lipatia)

I am a very conservative person, although I don’t like to use this kind of words to describe myself. I have done some research on human literature, and I will hear people’s prayers to God and us. On the contrary, we will also care about human beings, although that kind of concern has no real effect.

But the important thing is that I know what human beings are thinking. After I came to hell, I learned more about such thoughts, and gradually understood things that I had never understood before. I don’t know when conservativeness has become a slanderous word. When I continue to live here, I am continuing my "conservative".

But in any case, although people can judge me with a little embellishment of ordinary speech, I disdain any judgment of the devil.As an angel, I know what my soul should look like in hell, so that my skin, which has been defiled by demons, can survive in the eternal darkness and fire.

People should not regard angels as a symbol of romantic feelings. Perhaps for those who yearn for pure love with ambiguous feelings, angels are never the best symbol. I know that some human pagan cultures have many such things. For example, there is a guy named Plato in the devil's school.

Love should not be beautiful. When people regard love as a holy fruit, and all the meaning of existence is for that moment of union, this has become a contempt for God's kindness and a challenge to the supreme law.Only in a world full of misery can love be seen as good, and only when everything around it becomes distorted can love be a kind of redemption.

But isn’t this contrary to God’s will? Could it be that in the original Garden of Eden, the first human beings also had the theory of love.

Therefore, all those who think that love is beautiful will be thrown into hell and receive the punishment they deserve, which is so painful that it cannot be described by human imagination.

My survival has become difficult every step of the way, because all these feelings are experienced by an angel in hell. Since I became a woman, I have never forgotten the original appearance of my soul, the original appearance of my body, and how I was turned into a woman by the devil in the first place.

And I feel love, I know it's blasphemous, but I feel it anyway.

How ironic.

However, whether it is love that breeds pain or pain that breeds love.

"The demons there are all dressed up as human beings, and every place in hell is full of raging fire and howling, but there alone, it seems to have become a pure land isolated from the world, and it is almost impossible to feel the suffering, but in this way, What is the meaning of hell? I can’t help thinking, ah, demons, they have begun to transform themselves. When they try to escape from suffering, they are already challenging the authority of God, and the earth is no longer under the flames. The evil beasts no longer tear apart the bodies of all sinners, and the tyranny of pain begins to subside, and at the same time, the authority of God is also threatened like never before..."

I was naked/naked on the bed, my hair was scattered randomly, leaning against the edge of the bed, I felt that I hadn’t slept so relaxedly in a long time, my consciousness was tortured by the exhaustion for several days, and so on When I came back to my senses, everything was back to normal.

There is no such scene as the warm sunlight shining into the room anymore, and everything has returned to the lifeless atmosphere.What a contradiction, I am used to the life in the Demon King's Palace, but I yearn for the environment of Grady, and the angel's instinct of loving comfort began to drive me to escape all these trials.

Dante was sitting by the bed. She looked very energetic today, and her expression was different from usual. She was sitting there, holding a rough notebook, and reading some things she wrote to me.

"I fainted, the harmony of hell blinded me, and I couldn't bear the will of God being gradually swallowed up. Finally, the peace in hell turned me into a corpse." After reading the last sentence, Dante Closed the notebook.

She closed her eyes and exhaled, then slowly turned her head to look at me.

"How about it."

"Is this... a description of Grady?"

"Ah."

"It's a bit of a surprise, I didn't expect you to write these things."

"So what does Virgil think?"

"Well, it's well written... But, what is this?"

"poetry."

"Is that what you said earlier...comedy?"

"Ah."

When I went to Grady before, I saw Dante writing a poem in the car. At that time, she told me that the title of the poem was Comedy. I didn’t expect it to be a long poem.

"But I really didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding of hell. I obviously haven't seen you doing anything."

Dante didn't have any expression on his face, just stared at me blankly. Sometimes, as a human being, Dante's behavior always confuses me.

"This is hell, Virgil." Dante said. "In hell, how could I not be afraid, I am very scared, I am afraid all the time."

"But the devil can't do anything to you."

"If only death can give people fear, then people won't feel fear, because dead people don't have fear. So, on the contrary, it is because I am living in hell that I feel great fear."

I can understand what Dante said, but, on the surface, Dante is calm at all times, and he doesn't seem to be frightened at all.

Instead of continuing to discuss this issue with Dante, I let out a sigh and jumped out of bed, went to the closet and began to change.

"Virgil is going to meet the Demon King?"

"Yeah, although I just came back, I still have a lot of things to do. I had a good sleep last night. I really don't want to wake up if I can..."

My head is still buzzing, but that's just a metaphor. Apart from the appearance at this moment, what really makes me feel miserable is the soul that is always under threat. The possibility of falling makes me panic all day long. Lucifer's heart is beating violently in my chest, forcing me to use everything I have to experience the arrogance of fallen angels.

All of this is on my shoulders all the time. Whenever I think about it, life will become a burden for me, but I have to go on.

After changing my clothes, I said hello to Dante and left the room. I don't know where Goloy is now. He is probably still sleeping in the bedroom, but he may have woken up early. Even the devil who usually looks a little lazy, at this time, I am afraid he can't sleep because he wants to sleep.

It's funny to say that after staying in Geridy for so long, after returning, the servants in the Demon King's Palace are not used to my current appearance, and when they greet me, their movements are quite stiff, as if they want them to regard me as an angel, which is a bit too difficult for them.

I didn't know where Goloy was, so I asked the maid casually, and the answer I got was that I saw Goloy went underground early in the morning, which made me curious. Goloy is closed, isn't it.

Although there is not only the training hall in the underground, but also some other places for researching and practicing magic, the power of the God Matrix is ​​too strong. To be on the safe side, Goloy sealed off the entire underground, and even he himself would not easily go there, so I was still a little surprised when I learned that Goloy went underground.

Walking in the corridor of the Demon King’s Palace, I felt a lot more relaxed. This kind of relaxation was also produced in the comparison. Compared with the castle of the Mammon Family, I have become accustomed to the life of the Demon King’s Palace, and what I can see, Even some of the servants were familiar faces, at least not so strange.

Like I said, I'm a conservative person and I don't like trying so-called new things.

Chapter 187. The Underground of the Demon King's Palace (Lipatia)

Under the guidance of a vague clue from the maid, I reached the ground in the huge Demon King's Palace relying on the angel's innate aversion to demons, which can be regarded as a keen intuition.

Generally speaking, I seldom come here. If I can, I don’t want to come down at all, because the underground of the Demon King’s Palace always has a creepy feeling, which is difficult to explain clearly in straightforward words, but this feeling is also Here, it cannot be avoided.

If you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find one thing that has been overlooked, that is, the activities of Goloy, me, and others are usually on the ground, and almost no one goes underground except for Goloy, and Goloy only goes underground to study magic.

But, now relax your mind and think about it carefully. Such a large Demon King’s Palace has been continuously expanded for so many generations since it was established.

So how could such a palace not have an underground, or how could there be only one or two halls underground? I am afraid that even an angel like me would not believe it.

Moreover, there is indeed an underground area in the Demon King's Palace, but for some reason, no one has ever entered or approached the underground area, and the specific reason is not very clear to me.

But what is clear is that whenever I come underground, the surrounding atmosphere will change obviously, as if when I step off the stairs, I officially enter the underground area, and the world I am in has also undergone some changes, thus entering an unknown environment.

It may be a bit too much to say this, but I have had this feeling before. It was in the city of Gabriel, and the unknown monster called "Asura" who was locked in the Palace of Lost Music made me feel similar.

I crossed my arms and rubbed them. The darkness and the gloomy and hot air made me a little breathless. In hell, there is nothing scarier than demons. I always feel like there are some monsters raised here. I just want to find Goloy quickly.

Relying on my own intuition, after groping in the dark corridor for a while, I came to the door of another hall, which was a hall I had never entered before, and my intuition told me that Goloy was in it now.

Since Goloy usually comes here to study magic, and I have suffered a lot from him in this regard before, so I did not rush in this time, but stood at the door, knocking on the closed door of the hall with my thick tail.

It was like the sound of drumming, which was much heavier than that. The sound of knocking on the door echoed throughout the corridor. Just from the echo, it could be concluded that the area of ​​the underground building of the Demon King's Palace was also very large.The heavy knocking sound did not know how far it spread.

Not long after knocking on the door, the door of the hall was pulled open from the inside.

I thought that after the door was opened, the light in the hall would shine through, so that the place would no longer be lifeless, but when the door was opened, there was no light coming out, and the hall was almost pitch black...

And a tall figure came out of it shaking.

"Well!"

When he approached me, I was taken aback, that feeling was really terrible, um, terrible, this seemingly innocent word is enough to express everything at this moment.

As I just said that the inside of the hall is almost pitch black, that is to say, there is still some light inside, but the color of the light is also dark purple and black, yes, if I read correctly, black, black light, then In an instant, a black light seemed to tear apart the space.

I held my breath, I couldn't see his face clearly, only the outline of the figure.

After walking out of the hall, this guy suddenly lost his balance, knelt down in front of me, his upper body fell forward casually, and leaned against me all of a sudden.

"You, are you okay, what's going on?!" I asked hurriedly.

"No way..."

"Are you injured?!"

"..."

"say something!"

Goloy didn't know what happened, and it became as lifeless as the underground.I had no choice but to ignite a bright fire on my palm, illuminating everything around me. I don't know if it was because the surroundings were too dark, but the flames floating on my palm were more dazzling than before.

I saw that Goloy was sweating profusely, his hair was disheveled, panting heavily, and his body was soaked in sweat. Now he was not wearing the elegant and exquisite clothes he usually wore, but wrapped in a linen robe.

"water……"

"Do you want some water?"

"Um……"

"But where do I go now...it's really troublesome..."

I also slowly knelt down on one knee, letting Goloy's upper body completely lean on me, and then I raised two hands, one holding the fireball, and the other leaning on Goloy's body. lips.

Put the edge of the paw on his lips, and then, like the flame, the clear water gushed out of my palm and flowed into Goloy's mouth. Goloy weakly raised his hand and held He grabbed my wrist and almost bit my palm to drink water. It seemed that this guy was really thirsty.

"Do you feel better?"

"what……"

It seems that the consciousness is still clear, but the physical strength is slightly overdrawn.

"Can you still get up?"

"Um……"

Even though I answered like this, I still fell into my arms, panting heavily.I put my arms around his body and helped him to support his balance. I looked over his shoulder and looked into the hall. The dark purple light that was left just now has disappeared. I don't know what this guy did inside to make himself like this.

Although I really want to ask him, let him catch his breath first.

After a while, after Goloy's breathing eased a bit, I supported him to stand up slowly from the ground.

"Can I still go?"

"It will still be impossible to die for a while."

Goloy seemed to want to show his strength. Even he would still want to maintain his dignity as a demon king in front of me at this time, so he let go of my hand, covered his face and walked forward by himself.

I followed beside him and watched him wipe the sweat off his face with his sleeve. Although I shouldn't say these words, and I always shouldn't say these words, this is not the first time I have praised Goloy's beauty. As a male demon, he does have a handsome appearance. After all, he is a direct descendant of Lucifer and Asmodeus, so there is nothing surprising about it.

Even with such a messy appearance, it still makes people feel that he exudes a kind of masculine and arrogant attractiveness. Sweat flows down his dark skin and the full curve of his cheeks, even though his body is a little tired It's unbearable, but the eyes of the snake pupil are still full of momentum and indifference, staring at everything firmly, and the hair on his forehead is hanging in front of his eyes, which adds a touch of mystery to him.

It's incredible, and I've always been amazed that hell is filled with such beauty.If a life is beautiful in appearance, and its soul is not completely ugly, and there is still a glimmer of light in it, then should the existence of this life be considered evil?

Such thoughts seemed redundant, and Goloy also noticed my gaze. He turned his head to look at me with no expression on his face, and blinked his eyes curiously.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." I took my eyes off him calmly.

Chapter 188. Re-study on the Matrix of Gods (Lipatia)

After arriving on the ground, Goloy and I both breathed a sigh of relief. I don’t know if the feelings condensed in our hearts at this moment are the same, but if demons and angels have the same feeling in hell, it would be a bit too abnormal, so I still assume that Goloy just let out a heavy sigh because of exhaustion.

"So, what the hell are you doing underground?"

Goloy took another deep breath. It seems that my guess is probably right. He is just physically tired, and his soul and heart actually don't feel much.

"Yes, what the hell am I doing?" Goloy stared straight ahead, propped his hands behind his waist, and moved his body, the look of dying just now was gone.

"Don't be a fool, now is not the time for you to be clever."

Goloy turned his head and looked at me, without a smile on his face, as if the word "optimism" had completely evaporated from his soul, if it wasn't for his handsome appearance, there would be no second person in hell I have a similar appearance to him, otherwise I would really think that this dazed guy is definitely not Goloy, but someone pretending to be.

Pretend?

"Is it some transformation magic?"

"Hey, I'm your husband, although there is indeed magic that can transform into someone else's appearance."

Although he still didn't smile much, he just frowned, but the unpleasant words and casual feeling were indeed only able to be emitted by this bastard demon king.

"Let's go, go eat something, and talk while eating."

"As a demon king, why do you always like to eat so much? You are obviously a fallen angel, and you are not a gluttonous Beelzebub."

"That's right, how can Beelzebub compare with Lucifer? It's a kind of enjoyment for me to eat, and Beelzebub eats..."

Speaking of this, Goloy's face became even more gloomy.But after a while, the corner of his mouth opened into a smile.

"That's right, I don't know why Beelzebub eats. He looks so small, but his appetite is so big."