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

However, my expectations were clearly in vain. Yin was very flat, and his emotions did not fluctuate violently. It should be said that he is a demon noble who is in charge of knowledge and thoughts. All of this may start from the moment he knows our identities. It has been expected.

"I see." He replied calmly. "From now on, I will serve the Demon King's family, that is, the Lucifer family. I have no objection to letting this child be a puppet, because now it seems that Zekui's wish cannot be realized anyway. It is impossible for one person to restore all this, and the matter has come to this point, I really have no choice."

"As expected of the Duke of Dantarin, the one who knows the current affairs is a hero. You understand the meaning of this sentence very well. The purpose of our visit to Enwei this time is to establish a puppet regime and stabilize the situation in Enwei. , so as to expand the new magic industry system on Envi's territory, so your knowledge will be of great use to us."

"Is that really the case? Yes, after thinking about it, Enwei is an indispensable part of the Demon King. Without Enwei, the Demon King will lose a lot of room for maneuver, and you have indeed seen this. Well, if the Demon King forces want to have the power to completely unify other families, they must have their own magic industry system. Your plan has shown me the possibility of you unifying hell, which shows that you are still walking on the ground. And I think, to a certain extent, this is also due to Lord Angel... it's just..."

In paused her tone, her eyes lingered between Belegia and me for a while, and then said: "You should have already prepared, how to face Dipalona, ​​how to face Envi's decisive battle with Rust."

"Hmph, since we already have a descendant of the Leviathan family in our hands, we are still afraid of what she will do." Belegia said contemptuously. "Couldn't she find another descendant of Leviathan? It's impossible for Dipalona to tear her face apart if she wants to revolt with loose bandits and down-and-out nobles. If you want to fight with me, you will really kill yourself. In this case, even if Ruster has the upper hand in terms of military strength, she will not dare to openly rely on the power of heaven alone. Xuancheng wants to overthrow the current devil regime."

It's a pity that Belegia fell into the trap set by Yin. After she said these words arrogantly, Yin narrowed her eyes as it should, and a cold smile appeared on her face.

"Well...Actually, yes, my master, what you said is correct, but...the descendants of Leviathan that exist in the world...maybe...the child in my arms is not the only one."

Chapter 174. The Truth of Reality (Di Pallona)

I hate Enwei very much, although saying this is a bit like laughing at a hundred steps, after all, hell is hell anyway, to distinguish between high and low in hell, it seems that there is no silver 300 taels here, no matter what How in the eyes of other people, the devil and hell just look like that, there is nothing to say.

But this does not prevent me from expressing my proud attitude and opinions as the queen of the Succubus and Rust. In my eyes, Envi is the lowest place, the lowest world in hell.

Maybe even the angel himself didn’t realize that since she came to hell, the females seem to have gained a new kind of vitality. The powerful and vibrant conscious soul declares the independence and strength of females as a gender, as if to declare to the whole world in the most intuitive way that the most beautiful and crazy things for males have abandoned the seemingly subdued beauty from today, in order to some kind of illusory "rights" and "equality".

Yes, in the eyes of Lord Angel, men and women are the same, they are both created by God, what is the difference?How can men and women be distinguished?

Such a statement may seem righteous, but in fact it is full of ignorant and arrogant prejudice.

As the Queen of Succubus, I have the absolute right to speak in this regard. I may not understand the will of God, the mysteries of everything in the world, and the nobility of the soul.However, I know the most practical thing, that is what is a man and what is a woman.

In the corridor of the empty palace, the crisp sound of boots and high heels echoed alternately. Hermoya walked slightly ahead of me, and I followed behind her leisurely. The destination was the one in the deepest part of the corridor. Room.

I know I'm right, because I've always been right, Goroy once abandoned me, I was sad, I was angry, I used to believe in love, but now it seems that I was wrong, after becoming a queen , I've seen too much, and after parting from Goloy, I haven't made any mistakes, which makes me confirm one thing...that is...

Angel is wrong, she doesn't understand reality.

The devil was wrong, he escaped reality.

And I was right, because I dared to face the cruel reality.

Therefore, this battle will be the same as before. Maybe I was cunning and lowly, and I won it with disgraceful means, but this is not just the nature of women. We are poisonous snakes in the night, under the beautiful skin What is always hidden is a cruel killing intent. The noisy music rang in my ears like a strong wind in the wilderness. The wailing revealed a miserable cry. It was beautiful, cruel and true. Even if I tried my best to fight, it would only change failed miserably.

Thinking of this, I showed my sharp canine teeth and licked it lightly with the tip of my tongue.

When she came to the door of the room, Hermia pushed open the heavy door. On the door was a picture of the lord of the Leviathan family. He stood on the top of the mountain and waved a silver spear. It was a panorama of hell, all the demons were prostrate at his feet, and when the door was pushed open, the "world" he ruled was also divided into two halves with him.

The house is filled with darkness, filled with darkness, not seeing your fingers is the best way to describe it, the pitch-black scenery has no emotion at all, and loneliness and exhaustion are also overflowing in the heart as the scenery deepens in the eyes.

But only in the center of the room was a beam of dazzling white light, which was a beam of light, covering a gorgeous and soft big bed.

Two meters away from both sides of the bed, the succubus maids stood in two rows, extending from the front of the door to the side of the bed, clearing a path in the darkness.

On the way to the bed, I raised a hand and caressed the cheeks of those well-behaved maids casually. For some, I played with their lips, or gently inserted my fingers into their warm mouths. The sticky saliva wrapped my slender fingers and slowly dripped on the ground.Such casual behavior didn't stop until I stopped in front of the bed.

Sitting on the bed was a boy who looked only eleven or twelve years old. He was very immature and innocent. The characteristics of youth and innocence were evident in his body. His fair skin and petite body, dark purple The long hair has been spread out on the bed.

He wore a collar around his neck, and the other side of the collar was tied to the head of the bed, and he was staring at me with wide eyes, the expression of anger was so pure, there was no trace of other impurities, even desire, was completely invisible in his eyes.

Such a child is too innocent, he has not even tasted the beauty of a woman, give me half a day, I can make him change from hating me to never being able to leave me, it is easy for me.However, for him, I have more expectations.

Suddenly, he sprang up and rushed towards me, and the collar tied around his neck stopped this rash behavior, causing him to suffer the same reaction force, and sat down on the bed again.But the hateful expression on his face didn't change at all. If it wasn't for him who was tied by this collar, he would have torn me to pieces long ago.

"Give it back to me!" He yelled at me in a childish voice. "Give me back my sister!"

"Oh, what a good brother, so worried about my sister." I slowly sat on the edge of the bed, crossed my legs, leaned over, raised my hand with a smile and wanted to touch his cheek, but he avoided it in disgust.

"Don't touch me, succubus!"

"Okay, I won't touch you." I said softly.

"Where's my sister! What did you do to her!"

"Don't worry, I didn't hurt your sister, she is fine."

"I want to see her! I want to see my sister!"

"I really miss it." I sighed softly. "I also knew a boy who was as cute as you before, with a handsome and lovely face, a little arrogant personality, ah, of course, and a sense of responsibility. He also has a younger sister, and he loves his younger sister just like you, but You know, his sister was an ignorant lunatic, and the boy ended up making big mistakes, half of which I believe her sister did."

"what on earth do you want!"

He struggled desperately, but the resistance of this thin body was only symbolic and had no practical effect.

"It really looks like..." I said. "You are exactly the same as your father, this pale skin, and eyes that look contemptuous of everything, or it looks like...you don't care about everything, ah...Of course, compared to Buno Farani, You are much cuter."

"..." The boy was silent for a while. "What do you want...do you want to kill me, yes, but...if you dare to hurt my sister...I will never let you go."

"Well, Bueno Farani has never threatened me. He is a shrewd man, too shrewd. He is so shrewd that he seems a little too insignificant in hell, but this guy is also very dangerous, but it seems... ...you seem less shrewd than your father was."

"He's not my father."

"Do you hate him? It's normal, the boy I told you about, he also hated his father, he even killed his father for his own sister, it's quite normal for a demon. "

Finally, the young man felt his own powerlessness, and the initial momentum of anger dissipated a lot. At this moment, he could only lower his head and breathe tremblingly.

"Don't hurt my sister... just kill me, let her go, she doesn't know anything, she doesn't understand anything, just let her live, please..."

"Owner."

The boy slowly raised his head and looked at me weakly.

"what?"

"Call me master."

The boy hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end, he opened his dry and chapped lips and said, "Master... let my sister go, please."

Yes, this is the truth, this is the reality. The descendant of the Leviathan family is begging me like a dog. As long as I think about it, his life will disappear in an instant.

"You and your sister hid... are you trying to restore the glory of the Leviathan family, or..."

"No," he said. "What happened to the Leviathan family has nothing to do with me. I just want to... I just want to live with my sister... It doesn't matter what else... After all, we are just things left by that man inadvertently..."

"Oh, is that so, as children who were born inadvertently, I think you and your sister have inherited Buonofalani's advantages very well, saying that he doesn't care about you at all... Then Buonofalani's 'inadvertently' It's probably too strong."

"What the hell...what do you want..." he muttered in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"What do you want, what do you want to do!"

I turned around, took off my shoes, then slowly climbed onto the bed, leaned against him, and slowly hugged this thin body in my arms, and his cheek was leaning against my chest .

"I want...to make you the king of the Leviathan family and the king of Enwei."

The child obviously didn't understand what I said. He froze for a moment, but he didn't answer. He probably doubted the authenticity of what he heard.

I smiled, and then said: "As long as you obey me obediently, you and your sister will live the life you should live. As long as you are willing to be my pet and kneel at my feet like a man, you will get everything."

I gently stroked his head and asked him, "Are you... willing?"

The silence lasted for a while, but it was not very long. It was a turning point that could define a person's life. On this level, a few minutes of silence is really normal.

And just a few minutes later, the same angry and anxious voice at the beginning has become extremely weak now, and he replied to me obediently: "I...will..."

See, my lord Angel, this is the real truth.

Chapter 175. A sense of dependence (Lipatia)

"I'm not interested in you."

"Don't be so ruthless, okay, I'm quite interested in you."

"Yes, can you get out of bed first, I'm really sleepy, even if you want to share a bed with me, can you let me go, it's very hot."

"No, I refuse."

I don’t know what kind of madness Belegia is smoking. These two days, I have been sticking to my side all the time. It sounds nice to say that they are inseparable because of some mysterious feelings. I don’t know which one is slightly true. The muscles are wrong.

I know that Beligeia is not that kind of demon. Demons seem to be very powerful, but this cannot be generalized. The only thing that can be generalized is angels. Angels are always pure, noble, and obey the will of God, although in some cases In the eyes of humans, angels lack a little self-individuality, but so what, our high degree of unity is based on real beauty.

The cruel situation in hell has forced many demons to become dependent on certain things, which are things like religion, but there is no real religion in hell, and some are purely highly dependent or deified on a certain thing.Not to mention others, Goloy is a typical example. As His Majesty the Demon King, he also has an unknown side, which is his dependence on Melika.

The majestic demon king would act like a child to his mother and want his mother to love him. This may be the biggest scandal of Goloy, but I think there is nothing wrong with it. A powerful demon like Goloy would do this The soft and sensual side makes people feel a little cute.

As for Agadina, the sister of His Majesty the Demon King has a strong feeling of dependence on her brother, and I believe that this feeling did not arise for no reason, it must have been caused by something at a certain point.

There are many other similarities. For example, the current commander-in-chief of the Demon King's Guard in Goloy, Pedroy, is relying on a "vow" and waiting for the arrival of reincarnation. The distinction is strongly dependent.and so on and so forth.

From this, it may be concluded that in order to survive in hell, demons will either consciously or blindly pin their will on something, and that thing always means "innocence", "holy", Positive existences such as "kindness", if there is no such support, then no matter how strong the will is, the devil will be crushed by the cruelty of hell in an instant.

Even if it’s me, I’m not a demon, I’m an angel, hovering on the verge of depravity, but I’m an angel who has not fallen. In hell, what I rely on is my longing for home and loyalty to God. All these constitute the stability of my rationality, so that I will not fall into the abyss so quickly.

But... there is one person right now, I can't figure out what exactly she entrusts.

In the past few days, Belegia's excessive pestering of me, at first I thought it was some kind of malicious joke, because Goloy had also done this kind of thing to me, but slowly, I began to realize that I It's hard to feel any malicious intentions from her..."closeness" to me. When she is with me, she often only chats with me about some things that I don't have, or occasionally asks me about work. But most of the time, she stared at me with a kind and benevolent gaze, smiling...

This just creeps me out...

If I look at it according to the inferences I have accumulated in the past, I will think that the thing that Belegia entrusts is me, but this...even as an angel, I will feel a little too narcissistic. After all, I understand Belegia's character to some extent. She is not so weak that she wants to ask the angel for help. Besides, this kind of dependence should be accumulated slowly, and reached the peak through a certain thing.

But... nothing that dramatic happened between me and Belegia, but suddenly one day, she began to show too much concern and closeness to me.

"Please, let me sleep for a while, I'm really exhausted."

Lying on the bed, I impotently begged Belegia, who was hugging me behind me, to give me some kindness. Being hugged so tightly by her didn't feel comfortable at all. Maybe a male would feel that life was experiencing such happiness moments, but for a female like me...just suffering.

Yes, even if I consciously know the relationship between male and female in my body, it is undeniable that my body has been completely feminized, and I can no longer see the shadow and breath of male.

"Does Lipatia hate me that much?" Belegia asked curiously.

"It's not that I hate it... I don't like it if I change it to anyone."

"What about Goloy, what if Goloy is holding you like this."

"Then I've already called, so I'm doing you a favor, okay?"

"Oh, then I really want to thank you."

I can’t do anything about Belegia. I don’t know why I just can’t hate her. Although I did have some prejudice and hatred towards her before, as time goes by, these negative feelings have gradually dissipated, replaced by a brand new feeling of sympathy and belonging.

"But it's really lucky that you can distract Finicely... If that little maid of mine sees you like this..."

"Don't underestimate me, I am also the queen of hell, how can a mere succubus maid stop me from attacking you..."

"What about me?" I asked hastily.

Is it love?Still concerned?Still worried?All in all, I am eager to know what kind of feelings Belegia has for me!What kind of emotion would drive her so crazy.

"Yes, what kind of feeling is it, you can guess it carefully, my lord angel."

"It's hate! You hate me, right! Otherwise, why would you torture me like this!"

Belegia leaned close to my ear, and touched my ear with her warm exhalation, she whispered softly: "I guessed wrong, Lord Angel, I don't hate you."

Yes, you don't hate me, but you don't love me either, I can see that too.

In this way, my night was as miserable as the previous nights, and I could only be forced to fall asleep in Belegia's arms. I had experienced this weird feeling before. In the past, Finicely would often slip into my bed and sleep with her arms around me, but then I could clearly feel what Finicely's heart was like, some likes and some desires. All in all, it was not a complicated thing.

But Belegia... I can't feel any love she has for me, and I can't feel any desire she has for me, as if she just wants to do this...

Chapter 176. The Queen in Male Dress (Lipatia)

After being tortured by her for a whole night, my mental state would not be so good the next day. It’s nothing to ordinary people, but when it comes to me, it becomes harsh. Anyone who sees the majestic "Master Angel" will laugh a few times, especially some people who still know that Belegia is in my room.

Belegia slept soundly at night, and the sleeping Queen lacked some of her usual vigor, and her beautiful sleeping face was no different from that of any innocent girl, even if it was Belegia, I think there is something in her soul. There is still such a trace of innocence, and her innocent sleeping face even makes people wonder whether her usual toughness is just pretending.

"what……"

"Miss, did you not sleep well last night?"

In the bedroom, Finiseli helped me do the work of dressing and changing clothes when I just got up, and it was only the beginning of the day, and I was already out of breath, which made Finiseli, who was always used to being silent, couldn't help asking questions.

"Well... a little bit."

"Is the bed uncomfortable? If Miss needs it, I will help you clean up another room immediately."

"No...it's not about the room." I waved my hand. "It's a human thing."