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

"Don't underestimate me, bastard devil."

"Oh, can you still talk? I thought you couldn't talk anymore."

"I'm really sorry, it's not that easy to make me surrender, even if it's physical pain, it can't make me show a depraved ugly appearance in front of you."

Belegia shrugged indifferently, and took my hand.

It was an absurd scene, even in terms of majesty, people would never see me walking hand in hand with any demon.Today, however, the servants of the Leviathan Palace are "fortunate" to see this scene. No matter who they pass by, when people see me and Belegia walking together hand in hand, the strange feeling is self-evident.

On the one hand, the conflict between the angel and the demon makes this scene seem rather strange. On the other hand, the two women are walking together hand in hand. Even in hell, such contact is not acceptable anywhere. The relationship between them is always delicate and sensitive on different occasions.

Succubus will always do some shameful things between people of the same sex, but no one will find it strange, but in this palace, Belegia and I walked hand in hand, which is far more strange than the succubus doing those shameful things to each other.

But I can't give in, I can't refuse her, I am indeed a little embarrassed to be put in such a situation, but when Belegia said it was for a "plan", although I don't know if it is true or not, once she said that, from a moral point of view, I have no right to choose.

Under the surprised eyes of the guards and servants, Belegia and I left the Leviathan Palace. We did not take a carriage, which is also what Belegia meant. The Leviathan Palace is the residence of the Leviathan family. , although it was built in the capital city, it is still far away from the place where the "common people" are, so if you want to walk to the place where the crowd gathers, it will take some effort.

"Master Angel, our orientation class is entirely up to you, you have to feel your pain carefully."

"I don't need you to tell me."

"My heart is beating so fast, are you okay?"

"Forget about the hypocritical concern. Even if you want to pretend to care about me, at least put away that disgusting smile on your face."

"Oh, don't you think my smile is very gentle?"

"In other words, do you think it's normal or abnormal for someone to assume a motherly smile while watching an execution?"

"It should be considered normal in hell."

Yes, this is indeed normal in hell. Seeing the blood-red flames constantly flickering in the gloomy Heavenly Palace, the heavy and humid air around, and the severe pain constantly tormenting the body, all these point to only one word.

hell.

We didn't have any conversations along the way, thank God, it's hard for me to concentrate on being normal at this time, and talking to Belegia with that normal attitude.She held my hand, and she should be very clear about the condition of my heartbeat and the condition of the magic source, but she didn't point out this point, and she didn't continue to embarrass me, which made me a little puzzled.

Goloy sometimes shows fanatical interest in the appearance of my suffering. Almost all demons have this habit, and the most explicit one is Agadina's type. I have seen how she "uses" those succubi, and I have also experienced her sadistic methods. Agadina's pleasure/sensation is completely based on the pain of others.

As for Goloy, compared to his sister, his hobbies in this aspect are not so exposed, but there are still some. Sometimes when I have a splitting headache from the suffering and harsh torture of hell, Goloy is actually A hint of beastly desire is ignited, it seems that the angel's torment shows a kind of submission in disguise, and it is quite a pleasure to watch the pure things be slowly defiled.

So sometimes, when he got a hold of me, Goloy would deliberately tease me, making the pain even more intense.

Whether it's Agadina, Goloi, Dipalona or other demons, they may look like different demons, but in nature, they all have similarities, that is, through the suffering of others, they can get a release of pleasure/feeling, and that pleasure/feeling is sometimes pure lust, perhaps because simple actions can no longer satisfy their twisted desires.

But Belegia is not like this, her posture at this time is still gentle and elegant like a queen, the smile on her face is gone, her eyes are looking straight ahead, without any intention to make me feel ashamed or humiliated.

It's like...she just wants me to suffer, but she doesn't enjoy my pain.

Chapter 156. Shouldn't Be Distorted (Lipatia)

Isn't this the scariest thing? I don't understand what I can give Belegia, and I don't understand what she wants from me. When the interests become blurred, the relationship between each other becomes complicated and chaotic, and cunning and speculation inevitably arise.

But please don't misunderstand that I am that kind of extreme angel. This is an excessive stereotype. I think that whether an angel or a demon, they all simply believe in the so-called "pure reason" or "pure sensibility". Some mediocrities among human beings have this idea, maybe they want to be different and become people who are as dazzling as the morning sun. They absolutely advocate the so-called pure reason or pure sensibility, while ignoring whether the two themselves are A kind of existence.

Would there be night without day?

Then I can’t just look at the issue of interests with pure so-called rationality or sensibility. If I am not such a vulgar angel, then in terms of interpersonal relationships, I am not the kind of angel who fears that the world will not be chaotic. I regard all relationships as pure interest relationships. This kind of view is distorted.

Then someone will ask, if such a view is distorted, if the relationship between people is not a pure, naked/naked interest relationship, then why is this view still so prevalent, and why the world always shows the tragic plot of the interest relationship.

But isn't this the best proof that the world itself is distorted, things have deviated from what they should have been, and gone on a different path, so what should be warm, but becomes cold, what should be kind, but Becoming cunning is not a manifestation of the so-called nature of people's relationship, but the best evidence of distortion.

But this is hell, this place should be distorted, but I feel a very contradictory feeling from Belegia, that feeling is that Belegia doesn't care about any benefits at all... It's a bit biased to say this, more precisely, Belegia doesn't seem to have any intentions for me, at least she can't get benefits from me... She gives me such a feeling.

I don't know what caused my overflowing thoughts at the moment. Is it because I feel ashamed of my self-esteem because I was holding hands with Belegia and walking on the streets of Leviathan. Few of the demons around me looked at us. This kind of scene is not common in the city. To be a little devilish, I believe that two beautiful females walking side by side hand in hand can arouse people's desire.

But I didn't feel the scorching gaze that I should have had from other people.

Leviathan is an occupied capital city. Under the rule of the Demon King, this capital city that could hold its head high is now just an appendage of the Demon King's territory. The people here have lost their proud glory, and they will naturally behave like walking dead...

It's a philistine idea, but a very common one.

Could it be said that before the city was not "humiliated" by Goloy, ordinary demons could get any glory? I'm afraid not. This is the normal state of hell, that is, "loyalty" is a very valuable quality, because In the era of living, the big families are fighting each other on the battlefield, who cares about the thoughts of ordinary demons.So whoever rules, they don't really care much.

Even for the Leviathan family, is it really meaningful for the Leviathan family to shout "defend our homeland" when the city "falls"? It's just using these ordinary demons to describe their own interests as the interests of all.

And the desolate life has long made these demons of the common people see through this point.

It must be a sense of danger.I thought this way, maybe it was because Belegia and I, two people with completely different appearances and personalities, walked together hand in hand. This scene was too weird, so no one dared to watch it. Two women, one black and one white, walked together arm in arm. What is this?

"It's really great, Lipatia." Belegia's attention didn't leave me, and she, who was unwilling to be silent, provoked me again, deliberately stimulating my consciousness. "It's amazing that you didn't cry out."

"What on earth do you take me for?" Sweat dripped down my cheeks, my body was tense, but I only hoped that the hand being held would remain as soft as ever. Cowardice cannot be shown to the devil. "Or your goal is just to make me suffer, not for the task."

"Aren't the two contradictory? It's rare for Lipatia to look in pain, and we need to find the sea monsters and goblins, so we can kill two birds with one stone."

"Then can I ask by the way, what good do you get for making me suffer like this?"

Belegia looked at me seriously, and I couldn't help being startled by that serious look, recalling whether I made a mistake in what I said just now.

Then, Belegia frowned slightly and asked, "Are you asking me... Is watching angels in pain beneficial to demons?"

"When I didn't ask."

Belegia is not joking, the pain is really something you can get used to, with continuous patience and self-persuasion, although the severe pain has not diminished now, it is no longer the level that makes me unable to straighten my waist, even though it is not much better.

We wandered aimlessly on the streets of the city. Actually, it was not completely aimless, but we determined the direction according to the degree of my pain. The closer to the descendants of the Leviathan family, the stronger the pain.

I don't know how long it will take, because sometimes the intensity of the pain doesn't change so obviously, because as the pain lasts, the body will become a little paralyzed, and I can't tell what happened. thing.In addition, my heart is now beating more and more violently, as if it has gained an independent life from me, and at this moment it wants to escape from my body and gain an independent consciousness.

In no time, we were wasting the morning in action.Belegia wasn't bored, her expression didn't even change, and she only taunted me occasionally.But as for me... I don't understand why my heart fluctuates so strongly, what stimulated the dead soul of Lucifer that has dissipated.

"Hi." Belegia called me.

"What are you doing..."

"Your magic source has declined a bit, it doesn't matter."

"It's just... caused by some excessive pain, which is beyond my control."

"I know." Belegia nodded. "If you feel that you can't stand it anymore, just end it first."

"Are you kidding...I've been looking for it all morning, stop at this time... Wouldn't everything be in vain?"

Let's rest for a while, and then look for it later.I naturally have such a simple idea, but the cruel thing is that under such circumstances, the continuity of magic must be maintained. If I stop searching now and start searching again, my physical state will change, and it may cost more The time to find the target is not worth the candle.

My other hand couldn't help but grabbed the position of my chest, panting heavily, and my hands were constantly sweating.Belegia finally showed a little bit of concern, which is a bit gratifying to me, but... that expression, that expression shown in my squint, is it caring about me? Why do I feel... more like pitying me.

I don't need your pity...

Will I die here, I don't know, if I really die, will I fall into hell or return to heaven.But as a spirit body, once the physical body perishes in hell, can the spirit body still exist? Even if it exists, can it return to heaven...

My thoughts have become dull, I have gradually become a slave, a slave of pain, like a mare, driven by pain, I don't know where the destination is, but the coachman knows, I am just a... a mare without self-awareness...

Don't look at me like this, Belegia, what right do you have to pity me, I don't need you to pity me, you, Lucifer, you are all traitors, with the blood of betrayal flowing, no matter what, I will not surrender to you.But, what is the matter with your eyes, I am not pitiful, even if I die here, I will die as an angel, what are you... you dare to show mercy to me, put away your hypocrisy...

"Lipatia..."

"Hey, Lipatia..."

"..."

"Hey! Don't go anymore!"

Belegia yanked backwards, and I almost lost my balance, but her yelling at me didn't work because I couldn't tell whether it was an auditory hallucination or something, and my consciousness no longer allowed me to distinguish between reality and illusion.

I don't know what Belegia's words touched my latent nerve, I roared and shook her hand away.

"let me go!"

I don't know what I'm doing, the beating of my heart is completely disordered, there is no pattern to follow, it's Lucifer, she's back, she wants to take back this heart, so she controls it to torture me like this.

My eyes are also blurred, I can't see anything clearly, what is this place, how long has passed, I don't know these things at all.

And when I shook off Belegia's hand, she stared at me in surprise. Finally, she finally put away that hypocritical pity. I don't need to worry about the devil. You just need to hate me, especially You, Belegia, what kind of monster are you... But whatever you are, it's clear that I've surprised you by my actions...

I feel the world is rolling, I seem to be floating in the air, my feet are off the ground, and I am sinking continuously.

"Lipatia!"

Following Belegia's yell, I felt that the flame that was burning me was instantly extinguished by something cold.What followed was a sense of suffocation that enveloped my whole body, and the turbid stagnant water swallowed me completely.

Chapter 157. Space for Gathering Demons (Lipatia)

The cold water pierced my spinal cord and awakened my fallen consciousness. Only pain can break through pain. At this moment, the world believed in such a concept, stimulating the freshness of the last part of my life with a strong sense of suffocation. If I can’t survive here, then death will definitely come to me.

I couldn't see anything in the chaotic stagnant water. The sudden strong suffocation choked my throat, making me unable to breathe. I struggled to swim to the surface, but whenever I tried to swim up, I was hidden Something in the soul will start to make noise, and the body is as heavy as if it is hung on a boulder. The more I push upwards, the more my body sinks.

At first, the biting cold water could wake up my consciousness, but when the consciousness was completely awakened from the dream, the taste was not so ordinary, the feeling of suffocation, the beating of the heart and the disorder of the magic source hit me at the same time , It's like a pair of bloody hands trying to drag me into the endless darkness—even if I'm already in hell.

I panicked for a moment, and many things flashed through my mind. The first thing I thought of was why Belegia didn't come down to save me. Could it be that she really wanted me to die?Finally, the devil showed its bloody fangs, and used my blood to sacrifice Huayao, his sin.

But this was just a momentary thought, it didn't last long, I had already prepared for this, not to mention Belegia, how many times I had imagined that scene in my mind, on the battlefield where corpses were strewn all over the place, the rain of blood was watering every inch of the ground, Goloi standing in front of me was holding a long sword, mercilessly piercing my chest, of course, sometimes I would imagine that my head was cut off by him.All in all, I wouldn't be surprised if the man who had a different relationship with me wanted to kill me.

So my second thought is, why is there water here? Isn’t this damn city already built underwater? If so, why is there still water, or is this just like a dream within a dream?It must be too funny.

Thinking of this, I was expecting that Belegia deliberately wanted me to die, deliberately wanted to kill me, otherwise, wouldn't my death be like a joke in a tavern?An angel was drowned in an underwater city, and I would have laughed if I hadn't been unable to breathe.

Life has entered the countdown. When death comes, it is not so grand and majestic. I did not die in an epic manner, but ended this fragile life in a very ordinary or even funny manner. I I only thought in my mind, God, how can this be, my life is given by you, and death is just returning everything to you in another way, but why do you want me to feel your greatness? The fragility of creation.

I kept silent, thinking about the mystery and nobility of God's creation in my heart, and lamenting the fragility of this beauty.On the other hand, I thought the water was too deep. I should still be in the city. Is this a river or a lake? All in all, it was too deep.

I want to hold my chest, because Lucifer's heart is tired of me, it wants to escape, reloading my chest from the inside out, like a stone slab pressed on it.But it's just too hard to move around in the water, so I...

Wait a moment……

What it is……

I suspect that I have an illusion. After all, in such an environment and in such a state of mind, what else can be real except the imminent death.

My eyes widened, the water was ten million times more turbid than I imagined, as if in the mist of sulfur.But I did feel the presence of that strange thing.

Move again!

No, it can't be an illusion, yes, it's true, there's something else in the water besides me.

I held my last breath, as long as this breath dissipated, I would definitely die, I concentrated all my attention and looked down, my body was still sinking.

Something is wrong, something is too wrong... How can this place be so deep? If it is a river or lake, then this space is too spacious, and it feels like it can even accommodate a city.Forgive me for my lack of beauty and exaggerated metaphor, but this is the most intuitive expression I can make. Although the surroundings are very muddy, there is no narrow feeling, just like falling into the icy ocean ...

Move again!

This is not wrong, there is indeed something there.

I didn’t see anything. It’s impossible to see anything in such an environment. As far as sight is concerned, the water is no different from a dark room. The important thing is the feeling, the feeling of the magic source. My magic source is being strongly stimulated, and this stimulation is conveyed through my heart.

Lucifer's heart is not an ordinary heart. Although she is a fallen angel, but regardless of her identity, in terms of the nature of existence, Lucifer's heart probably has the same structure as the great St. Michael and St. Gabriel , being in a sacred place, ordinary... neither matter nor spirit can interfere with this heart.

However, it is now being stimulated by some kind of force, which is incredible...

Make no mistake, there is a huge magic source field here.

WV KILIYE OUER UEAIA SENTEILQU (Holy Lord, please guide the way)

I laboriously unfolded a magic spell to find out everything around me. Although I failed to make the chaotic water clearer, at this moment, I allowed the source of magic to spread in a more concrete form, so that I could see The entire underwater situation.

Sure enough, as I expected, the moment the magic spread, I couldn't believe the feedback I received...

Right below me, there is a huge cracked space...if it is big...according to the feedback I received, the area of ​​the entire cracked space is larger than this city...

This kind of cracked space can also be called the magic-gathering source field or the magic-gathering source space. It is a world after the material space is forcibly torn apart by magic. Once the material space that can be touched by sensibility is torn apart, what is exposed is an unknown space.

Goloy is good at this kind of magic. In the previous battle with Leviathan and Satan, Goloy used the magic of space cracking, which is to forcibly tear a hole in the material space. This hole can ignore the dimensions in the space. And being torn apart is like it doesn’t care about the height and width at all. As long as the material space of a point is torn apart, it means that the matter at this point no longer exists, so maybe there are different substances at this point, but The crack space can be ignored.

So, what does such a huge cracked space mean...it means that the entire Leviathan...is built on the void.If it's a cracked space, because the dimension can be ignored, even if the crack is bigger than the whole city, I won't be able to find the reason.

I decided to go in and find out, to find the truth in that cracked gap.Although I said before that no one can enter the space behind that material, but this is obviously a space opened by magic, which means that this cracked space is only a superficial phenomenon, and there must be There is a physical world, otherwise, it would be meaningless to create such a cracked space...

With this thought in mind, I decided to take a gamble. Before the breath dissipated completely, I relied on the last bit of weak consciousness to swim towards the cracked space with the force of sinking.

Chapter 158. The White Space (Lipatia)

"Cough...cough cough cough!"

I coughed violently, and my vision was polluted for a long time in the muddy sewage, and it seemed that I would not be able to recover in a short while. I don't know what the chaotic substances in the water are. Since it is in hell , that can't be just simple dust.I only felt this way when I was on land where I could breathe. The water just now was more turbid than I imagined, and my skin was burning. I was afraid that I would be blind like this. Time without light is more painful than death.