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

How many prisons and how many cages are there in hell?

The souls of lowly sinners are not eligible to enjoy these cages, these are prepared for "noble" demons, and as an angel, of course I have lived in the cage of demons.

I have lived in Goloi's cage, his sister's cage, and Zekui's cage. I am not unfamiliar with the devil's cage. In hell, the flood of death is far more common than prisons. Therefore, if you can live in a prison, it is also a kind of enjoyment compared to the hell environment.

But now I really can't feel any sense of enjoyment, desolation, sadness, helplessness and remorse.

The cage in the center is very ordinary, so ordinary that it makes people laugh, there is nothing special about it, it is square and square, it only looks cold and hard, and there is no other special feeling.

I have seen many cages like this. In the Demon King’s Army, most of these cages are used to hold livestock. They are the kind of huge and irrational monsters. When they are released on the battlefield, the imprisoned anger will make the monsters attack the enemy like crazy.

Maybe the weird feeling came from here, the one locked up there is not a monster at the moment, at least in terms of size, he is definitely not a monster.

Belegia took a step forward, and now he finally heard the familiar footsteps, raised his head, and I saw faint emotion in those eyes.

Following Belegia's next step, he weakly got up from the ground and walked towards Belegia with his slender legs, but bumped into the iron bars of the cage.

"Mum...Mmm...Mom..." He grabbed the iron bars with both hands, trying to break free, his thin arms stretched out along the gap between the iron bars.

This is the first time I heard him speak, just like many babies, the first word he yelled out was mother, has he ever called Zekui like that, I thought this way, can he really feel the love of a mother?

He didn't wear anything on his body, and his body was as thin as if he hadn't eaten anything since he was born.

But he didn't care about these things, I only saw that he was longing for Belegia, longing for his mother's love, his lips were trembling, and the only ray of light in his empty eyes was also blooming for Belegia.

"Belegia! What the hell...what's going on, why is this child being..."

Belegia walked to the cage, the child stretched out his arms desperately, and Belegia stopped just less than a centimeter away, no matter how the child twisted his body like crazy, he It is absolutely impossible to touch Belegia.

"What the hell are you trying to do..." This scene began to make me feel a little creepy. I lowered my voice, but I still couldn't stop the trembling of my body and voice.

"Didn't I already say that this child is the key to start this magic?"

"Do you mean to completely treat him... as a tool?"

"This is the meaning of Zekui's creation of 'it', which is to be used as a tool."

Not only did Beligia's tone remain flat, without the slightest bit of pity or sympathy, she even called the child 'it'.

"Zekui was able to create such a perfect life for the first time, which shows that the power of God is nothing more than that. It's a pity... This child is still too ugly in appearance, but there is no way to do it. After all, it is the first creation. Even the proportions of the hands and feet are not coordinated, but in the final analysis, as a tool, this child is quite perfect."

That child couldn't understand Belegia's words, and he didn't even know that his beloved mother didn't treat him as a "life" at all. He was still trying hard to touch Belegia, but After working hard for a long time without any results, he became a little anxious and made a helpless sound.

But Belegia still stood there, looking at the child coldly with her hands behind her back, indifferent.

"You...what are you talking about...do you hear what you are saying?"

"The role of this child is doomed from the moment of birth. That's why Zekui created it. My dear, it can't be deceived by appearance. It is not a person at all, it is just a tool. It is just a tool that can move and make sounds."

"Tool?! This is a real child! You spend every day with him, don't you! How can you say such a thing!"

"I stay with it to fulfill its mission as a tool. As a tool with a certain degree of subjectivity, its subjective will is still too blank, so I have to fill this blank. This is what I stay with it. The whole point of being together."

I can't tell whether it's luck or misfortune, that child still doesn't understand these words of Belegia, if he could understand, how he would feel at this moment.

……

Could he really not understand Belegia's words...

"Mom...Mom...Mom..." The child stretched out his hands and arched his body forward.

"As long as it is connected to the magic source of the God Matrix above our heads, this magic can be activated smoothly."

"connect……"

After being told by Belegia, I realized that there is a fleshy tree swinging in mid-air under the sphere, which is a tentacle-like thing intertwined.That's what I saw before...

"You, are you going to connect this child with that thing..."

"Well, don't worry my dear, I have full confidence that this child has been well-trained by me, and it is absolutely sufficient as the key to this magic."

Chapter 313. If it's a crime, I'm willing to accept it (Lipatia)

Arrogance is the great sin of the Lucifer family.

What is arrogance.

It is contempt, it is contempt, it is disdain and blasphemy for the creation of God, and it is absolutizing the existence of self. The extension of such a concept is the negation of God, because God is the end of everything.

However, Belegia acted a little "stingy" when facing this child. She used to show contempt to many people in a "magnanimous" manner. Be it Goloy, Dipalona, ​​or the Sea Monster Triangle, in Belegia's eyes, they were all vulnerable and incompetent.

But facing this child, she did not show any contempt.

Because, she didn't treat this child as a real life at all.

Just like people, how can they talk about whether they value a stone.

"no……"

"Nothing, my dear, are you pitying this child? There is no need at all. The whole meaning of its creation is this. It is Zekui who created her. For this child, Zekui is God. Then shouldn't the created one absolutely obey the creator, just like angels will obey all the requirements of God."

What a vicious statement, Belegia mocked the creation authority of the gods, and at the same time blocked my mouth with the rules established by such creation authority, compared Zekui to a god, and threatened that the created should not defy the gods.

This is nothing more than saying that if I sympathize with this child and want to save this child, it is tantamount to disobeying God, because the relationship between the creator and the created is overthrown in me.

"It's just a momentary thing, and for it, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Don't you have feelings..."

"emotion?"

"Let me ask you, don't you have any feelings at all!" I pointed at Belegia, ignoring the twisted expression on my face and shouting. "You have been with this child for so long, even a pet should develop some affection, right? Yes, he was created, but who is not! Did you hear that he is calling your mother... But you said he was a prop, a key... would there be such a prop, call your mother! Take a look! What is this child doing! He wants to return to his mother's arms!"

Belegia is a little annoyed, and the only thing I can repeat is these words, which are all plain and easy to understand. How could a perfect existence like Belegia, which combines the blood of angels and demons, not understand such simple and easy to understand principles?

But it's just such a simple and easy-to-understand principle, but she doesn't seem to understand it.

"The kindness of a woman." Belegia's expression towards me finally became indifferent. "Honey, as women, we seem to have too much kindness, which is not right, such feelings are even selfish, I sacrifice this child, not for myself, but for the whole hell of women, like this The purpose is noble, and what I do is noble, and it is noble to die for this purpose, so what's wrong with that?"

I walked towards Belegia with heavy but resolute steps.

"Does it have to be so many people who die? Save this one, but leave others to suffer. Is this true kindness?"

Such a short distance, but why my mood is so complicated.

"Such excessive kindness is actually a betrayal of God, my dear, haven't you realized that this is also the crime that Goloi committed to you, making you so indecisive and kind, you forgot Is it because you are so merciful that you have saved those demons who shouldn’t be saved again and again, so you are stained with evil. God is not merciful, but God is cruel. Our cruelty today is exactly fulfilling God's……"

Snapped!

I slapped Goloy across the face.

I have slapped Goloy in the face several times.

Because Goloy is talking stupid things too.

Goloy is also doing stupid things.

Sometimes Goloy is so angry that I want to kill him.

But I've never slapped Goloy in the face so hard.

I've never been so hopeless.

I have mustered all the strength in my body to slap this slap.

Not enough.

Not enough at all.

When my peripheral vision reflected the child's appearance, the arms swinging desperately, the body that was already as white as a branch, and the dry lips were still trembling and shouting a word, "Mom"... When all these things are happening, how can a mere slap express the grief and anger in my heart.

Belegia was a little surprised, she covered her face, and the arrogance just now disappeared.

"I won't allow you to touch this child..."

Belegia lowered her hand and shook her head.

"I can't do it."

"Then you can kill me."

"Honey...you..."

"Needless to say, I understand the truth, and I have been reflecting on myself. Sometimes I am too kind to the devil. What a ridiculous scene. Too many devils have laughed at me, saying that I am too kind to the devil, and the devil's methods are so cruel to each other. I know that I have made many mistakes, especially I have been infected with the shadow of Satan... Logically speaking, I should give up... But, I can't do it. Too many people emphasize that God's principles are cruel, yes, I know this too .”

There was bursts of warmth in the corners of his eyes, his throat still twitched unconsciously, and his voice became a little weak.

"But in my eyes, God is merciful, and I should be a low-level angel. Maybe... I will never understand all of this. I understand very well that the devil may be more rational than me. The devil knows who should kill and who should not kill. It all depends on his own selfish interests. The devil's interests are completely selfish, so the devil can be rational..."

I waved my arms again, but very slowly, and Belegia chose to accept rather than block.

My weak hand rested on her delicate cheek again.

"I can't do it... I can't be rational like you, and the rationality of angels belongs to great angels such as the great Michael and Gabriel... I may be doomed to fall, but when I think of myself My identity, when I think of myself as an angel... all I think of is kindness...it's this damn kindness that is too much for demons!"

I went to the cage and gently took the child's hand.

I saved it before, and today, I'm going to save it again.

If it was a sin, I would have committed it long ago.

"If the new world we long for... comes at the price of rationality crowned with death and cruelty...then I'd rather not go to that world, because it will only keep me awake."

This child is resisting me, his eyes are full of anger and panic, he knows that his mother has been hurt, and I am the most despicable thing in his eyes.

"Stop it, Belegia..." I said. "The new world shouldn't be created like this. You hate Goloi, I can understand, and I can understand you hate male demons. Your existence contains my thoughts. I don't deny that I have cried for sex on many nights. I want to tear my body. In the eyes of many people, my body is the embodiment of desire..."

My tears dripped on the back of the child's pale hand.

"I've also thought about whether the dignity of my angel was torn apart by this body..."

"What about your answer?"

"I haven't figured it out yet."

"Then why are you stopping me?"

"Because I know what is right and what is wrong. If the wrong method is used, then no matter how noble the purpose is, it will collapse due to being tarnished."

"It's because of Goloy."

She did mention the name.

"You can't bear to destroy Goloy, can you, Lipatia?"

Are you starting to call me by my name?

"Yes, as an angel, I hate him, but as a woman... I like him."

"That's a wrong liking, a twisted desire."

"It's just a real feeling. If it's a sin, I'm willing to accept it."

"yes……"

Belegia whispered.

"I understand."

I felt a lifeless malice behind my back, it was utterly demonic, real, demonic, life force.

"Beligia, stop... If you go on like this, there is no difference from the previous demon king. I don't want you to become such a monster. The previous demon king didn't treat children as people, and you only see this child as a prop. In your eyes, is the difference between these children the way they were born? I don't believe Zekui... Zekui, who hated the previous demon king like that, would do the same thing as the previous demon king."

Chapter 314. The Angel Imprisoned by the Queen (Lipatia)

It was too late to say these words at this time, and Belegia couldn't stop anymore.

If all that happened could be resolved with just a few words of indignation filled with righteous indignation, then the whole situation would not have developed to such an extreme step.

Belegia's words made me hesitate for a long time, what should I do, and whether the conflict between the sexes should really be resolved in this way.

Honestly, I don't know, I'm not sure, and the only thing that made me choose against Belegia wasn't a momentary shift in my perspective on gender issues.

It was only when I watched a child desperately calling for mother, but his mother only used him as a prop, at this moment, I understood that Belegia was wrong and I needed to stop her.

As for the others, it’s funny to say that as a low-ranking angel, I can’t understand such a macroscopic struggle, and can’t understand such a complicated relationship. What I can understand is not the life of the whole world, but just the life of one person.

To me, saving one person saves the world.

If the new world is built on such a cold and cruel premise.