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

She was leaning on my arms, and I don't know how long she has been crying here. According to the development of this world, she may have been crying for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.She has been crying for too long, she has even forgotten to speak, and she can no longer remember who the person who took care of her and taught her everything was, and she can no longer remember what "mother" means.

I listened to the cry that lasted for an unknown amount of time. It was this cry that connected the two worlds together.When I closed my eyes and listened to the helpless cry, the familiar scene appeared in front of my eyes again.

The scarlet sky, the trembling and cracking earth.

This is what hell looked like before it was overturned.

I saw, I saw how Belegia created the so-called new world, I saw what Belegia's so-called beauty looked like, and I saw what kind of lie the whole world was built on.

At the moment before the destruction of hell, tens of thousands of succubi were brutally killed by Belegia's magic. Their skins were peeled off, their souls were taken away, and the ruthless magma swallowed everything. Blood drenches the ground red.

The two generals of the Demon King's Army also fought together, and an unprecedented tragic battle broke out in the city of Leviasan. La Servier rode on his seriously injured mount, and led the army into a maddened attack. Once again braving the hail of bullets and countless arrows to launch a suicide attack on the city.

Beda, who was guarding the city, mercilessly ordered the troops to use the most cruel method to remove all the weapons that had been stored for an unknown period of time and were originally used to protect the final interests of the Demon King's forces in Enwei. Lasevier.

Her former comrades-in-arms fell under her explosive attack, but this general with vampire blood seemed to be Zekui's most loyal successor. Facing such a cruel scene, he just kept repeating the order to attack, without showing even a trace of mercy on his face.

The crying is still going on, constantly disturbing my thoughts, my will, and my soul is already covered with bruises.

"stop……"

No one can hear me, no one knows what the hell is going on.

It's all my fault, I'm sorry, I created Belegia...

Nobody bothers me anymore because we're all living in a new world now, aren't we?

"stop it now……"

Hell began to crack, and the earth was completely torn apart. I don’t know if it was affected by the changes in the celestial bodies. The entire magic field of hell was disturbed, and the entire magic spread with a force of destruction. When she died because of Belegia's magic, with the help of these innocent souls, Belegia finally got enough power to activate the magic.

"Is this... the truth of our world..."

Belegia's new world is based on complete death. How many demons died because of Belegia in hell at that moment? I don't know. Belegia will definitely say that there are too many people It must be said that for a better world, sacrifices cannot be avoided.

But...but...

"Come on, let's go home... let's go back to our world..."

I'm just a low-level angel, my vision is very narrow, I don't know too much truth, I only know that if a beautiful world is obtained by sacrificing countless lives unconditionally, then such a beautiful world is by no means truly beautiful, but just another new lie.

Forgive me, Belegia, I am taking this child home.

Chapter 332. Are you stained with unnecessary kindness (Belegia)

Give me a little more time.

Just give me a little more time.

As long as you give me a little more time, all of this will be over, whether it is painful or beautiful, the war for power, those desires that have grown to madness, the Seven Sins, are just a fig leaf that those demons put on for their own barbarism, which seems to be carrying out the will of God.

If this is really the will of God, then I will overthrow all of this with my own hands. This is her promise to me, and it is also my promise to her. It is her promise to this hell, and it is also my promise to this hell. promise.

She may not remember at all, or even say that all of this only exists in her dreams, in her subconscious.No one can see or hear it at all, and even she herself doesn't know how long she has endured this pain, and who will help her bear this pain.

it's OK.

Just leave everything to me.

I will take care of everything for you.

I was her and she was me and she couldn't hear me because we were one and I would give anything to make her feel better.

Because I love her, she is my god, she is my creator, her heart is purer and more merciful than anyone else, it amazes me how such a dirty god can create such a holy creature.

I am weak, I have prayed to God countless times; our Lord, please make her feel better, what did she do wrong, she fell on the bed with this soft body, just sleeping Jue dreamed of his hometown, woke up from the dream with warm tears, and found that he was still in hell, so he hid in the bed and cried like a child.

I know, you are not wrong.

It was God who was wrong.

It is your fellow man that you are desperately trying to defend.

It was these demons who were wrong.

What is wrong is the cruelty of this hell.

I have seen you become Satan with my own eyes, showing a depraved appearance, but do you know that you may have lost the purity of appearance, but you have won the nobility of soul.

But you are still a kind and benevolent angel after all, although this kindness sometimes causes a lot of trouble.

You can't do it, you can't do it all.

So leave it all to me, you can continue to be your flawless angel, and leave all the sins to me, I am willing to realize your dreams and bear everything for you.

Of course, gradually, all this is not only for you, but also for all the females who suffer like you, I want to change all this, I want everything to return to the way it should be.

Because, that's what you think too, isn't it.

We were once one.

But for us now, I am evil and you are good.

That's all right, leave all the sins to me, my dear.

"I don't understand why you would do this."

"It's all over..."

"Not yet, it's not over yet, just give me a little more time..."

The current hell is in a state of two-way superposition. The creations of the new world in the matrix of gods I triggered are covering the creations of the old world, but this process will take a while, and the souls of those old worlds need to be transformed into the lives of the new world.

That is to say, the current hell is still unstable, and it is in the middle of the cracks. If you continue to move forward like this, you can complete the replacement coverage, but if something goes wrong, everything will start from scratch...

For me, this gentle silver moonlight is realistic and beautiful, and it is worth spending energy to look forward to the future. In order to let this silver moonlight splash on the peaceful land, I don’t know how much energy and effort I spent on such a simple painting, but I think it’s all worth it, and I don’t regret it at all. Just give me a little more time, and this beautiful scenery will become eternal.

No more bloody night sky.

You no longer have to fall asleep to the roar of the beast.

You can rest easy.

but why……

"I already know."

"You know what..."

"I know where you hid the matrix of God."

"..."

Lipatia is standing by the window, she is still so beautiful, she has been so beautiful since before, this is my dream, and her dream too, isn't it, to make this beauty not only her own, but the eternal normal of the world.

The bright and commanding moonlight gently caressed her delicate skin, and her long golden hair also radiated an almost silver-white light under the moonlight.

This is right, this is good, she is beautiful, and I am extremely ugly, only at this moment, all vulgarity can be transformed into complete nobility, in the face of big right and wrong, in the face of the changes of the world and the times, only the soul has the qualification to talk about beauty and ugliness, and the skin is just a superficial form of expressing the soul.

Behind such righteous words and kindness is hidden too much kindness. I have seen her like this before. At that time, I was still her, and she was still me.

"You implanted the matrix of gods into my body, and you implanted that child into my soul. Although I don't know how you did it, you did think of a clever way to make me a matrix of gods. In this way, I will become a sinner. I can't stop you, can I?"

She is questioning me, which makes me extremely painful. She is the only person in the world who can understand this pain, because she is my god, so the pain she gives me is equivalent to the pain God gave her.

But it's all right, my lord.

This is the oath I made, for you, I am willing to give everything.

"What's the matter?" I acted very indifferently, and sat on the chair opposite her with my legs crossed. "Now that the new world has become an established fact, my dear, I advise you to accept it better. If you continue to struggle like this, it will be of no benefit to anyone."

She found out anyway, and I knew she would find out sooner or later, sooner or later she would realize that the God Matrix had become a part of her.

She was a little smug, although her expression was angry and solemn, which was a sign of destruction, but I could still see a sense of rejoicing in it, this proud experience came entirely from her consciousness The annihilation of my dirty "conspiracies".

I'm the bad guy, and I'm finally going to fail.

She's a good person, and she's finally going to make it.

I can not be reconciled.

Because I know that she is wrong, what she is doing now is not what she wants, and I am the one who knows what she wants.

But if this is the case... why did I put the God Matrix in her body and give her a chance when I knew she would find out.

I can obviously become the god of this world, but why did I give her my power...

What the hell am I doing...

"Could it be that……"

Am I also tainted with unnecessary kindness...

"This world has not yet become an established fact. I saw it. I saw it through the child who was implanted into my soul. The hell that was used by you still exists..."

Chapter 333. I Will Erase My Existence (Lipatia)

When I saw that child in my soul, and saw that the child left by Zekui was transformed into me, I realized that the child was no longer Zekui's property, but Belegia's. everything.

I think Belegia must have not noticed this, and she put it in a harsh way, so I had the opportunity to sneak in, although I don't understand why she would leave such a big loophole for me, inject the core of the God Matrix, that is, the child into my soul, and hand over the God Matrix to me, although there is a feeling of being hidden in the city...

But did she really think it was impossible for me to find out?

I don't know, and I don't understand, but the point is, Belegia is my "child", a part of my soul that was born from the combination of my blood and my will, and took Golo physically as soon as possible Yi is in the form of a descendant of Lucifer, but in fact, Belegia cannot be regarded as a fallen angel in the traditional sense, but the dark side of my soul as an angel.

I don't know if Belegia is a remnant of my satanic personality, but judging from what she's doing, she's no less insane than Satan or any other demon.

Not from a dream, but when my angelic consciousness awakened from my tainted soul, Belegia woke up at some point, sitting there looking at me with a very calm and magnanimous appearance.

However, it's all over.

"What do you want?" Belegia asked. "Honey, even if the old hell still exists to a certain extent, what can you do? Can you stop the new world from covering the old world?"

"You don't think I know how to stop this, do you?"

"That's right." Belegia spread out her right hand, pursing her lips with a contemptuous and funny look. "With all due respect honey, I don't even know how to stop this at this point."

"No." I shook my head. "You know, you just dare not say it. It may be moral or other factors, so you can't say it."

"Is that so, then I would like to ask, my dear, what kind of dream did you have just now, or did you receive God's will? In any case, if you really have a way, please tell me."

I took a deep breath and put my hands lightly on my chest.

"As long as I kill myself, I can change everything, right."

Belegia was silent.

The smile on his face also disappeared.

The raised legs were also lowered.

"It looks like I was right."

"..."

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Even though Belegia's face looked so delicate and beautiful after losing the smile on her face, every word and every action of Belegia was dignified and elegant as a queen, and the pajamas she was wearing also showed her elegant body curves.

But for some reason, compared to everything on the outside, I feel that her soul is exhausted to the extreme.

Belegia stood up with some difficulty leaning on the armrest of the chair. When she stood up, she saw me slightly open my mouth, then closed my lips again, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after hesitating for a long time, opened my mouth again, and said to me slowly: "I want to say too much, Lipatia... But, are you still willing to listen to me? After listening to me... will you still forgive me and accept me?"

"Sorry, I'm the messenger of God, I'm an angel."

After hearing this sentence, Belegia couldn't help laughing, but it didn't look like a mockery, but more like a reassuring smile.

"That's right, this is you, Lipatia, you are the messenger of the gods, and I am the devil... For you, no, for the angels, the identities of angels and demons have already determined everything, Everything else is redundant, right?"

"That's it."

"But for that old world, do you really want to destroy this beautiful new world, even at the expense of committing suicide..." Belegia looked at me almost pleadingly, shaking her head slightly. "I don't understand why you have to do this."

"Then can you answer a question for me first?"

"Is it a question about the rationality of the new world?"

"No." I denied. "What I want to ask is, why do you put the matrix of gods in my body, do you think I will never find out?"

This is a very simple question, because it is entirely the result of Belegia's own choice, but it is such a simple question, but it took her longer to think about this question than any other question.