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

Completely different from other armors, this set of armor is only divided into two parts, one part is wrapped around the chest and arms, and the other is wrapped around the waist. This armor is also a magic tool, and it is a ritual Utensils, humans use ritual utensils to perform sanctification ceremonies, and so do demons. There is nothing like enchanted armor to protect lives on the battlefield.

Just because the armor has such a special meaning, the general armor is directly fitted to the body, or some special clothing is worn. It is for this reason that my whole body is almost exposed, and my abdomen and thighs are unobstructed. I find it very strange, the chest part of the upper body armor has a diamond shape cut out, probably for gathering magic power, and there are some weird patterns engraved on both sides, which are neither angel nor demon.

I should be thankful that Goroi didn't put the symbols of Satan or Asmodeus on it.

Angels themselves don't care about clothing, that kind of thing belongs to humans.

I used to be like this too...but hell is not heaven, how could I expose myself to dirty demons in such a place where the sexes are extremely unequal!

I took a deep breath and looked at La Servier, who was standing there uncomfortable, his eyes wandering between my body and other places.Is this guy really the kind of demon that Goloy said? I don't believe that there are such male demons who are not interested in "female" in hell.

When I was changing clothes just now, my mind was also in a mess, and I put this thing on without knowing it.Looking at the clothes on the side, I decided to take them off and change them.

I went to the bed, picked up the dress on it, and said to La Servillier: "Please go out."

"That... Lipatia-sama."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think you need to change." Lasevier said, staring at me with those snake eyes.

"why?"

"Because...you can't take off this armor now."

"What did you say?" I looked at La Servillier in wonder and a little panic and asked.

He stuck out his tongue, waving the lion's tail and said, "This armor should have magical properties, not ordinary armor. Judging from its material, it is armor that has undergone the 'oath' ceremony."

The oath ceremony refers to the fact that something is endowed with a mission or meaning during the process of creation, rather than simply being created.

"That is to say... when the armor fits well with its owner, you cannot take it off unless its mission is successfully completed."

"How, how come!" I pulled the armor on my body, without any reaction, it was tightly attached to my body, as if it had grown together with me. "How is it possible! I don't feel any magic on this armor at all!"

"This is probably your magic blind spot... This place has been blocked by His Majesty's enchantment. I guess this enchantment is the key to awaken the armor oath."

I gave up struggling, and the two waters drooped naturally...

Goloy... this idiot... What kind of enchantment, this enchantment and that enchantment, is it interesting to do this kind of thing!

"Then what is the oath of this set of armor!" I asked La Servier loudly.

"It depends on His Majesty's intentions. I don't know, but if I speculate, it's probably about recovering Praed, defeating Agadina, etc..."

"That means……"

Do I have to wear this until I reclaim Pryd and defeat Agathina!

The thought of spending so much time with La Servillier and those rough demons dressed like this, I don't know what drove me, a huge force spewed out!

"Miss Lipatia! You'd better calm down!"

I gritted my teeth, concentrated my magic power, and wanted to create a large disharmony between the armor and my body, hoping to break the oath between the armor and me.

When I concentrated a little bit of magic, the armor really reacted, and the engraved patterns glowed faintly... and then...

"This! What's going on here!" The armor didn't separate from me, on the contrary, it fit tighter, and compared to just now... the size seems to be a little smaller!

"I just wanted to remind you."

I don't know if it's because of the armor or because of the mental effect, breathing has become difficult.

"Remind me?!" Beads of sweat dripped down my side face and dripped onto the smooth armor. I felt chilly all over my body, especially when I was watched by this snake...

"Those patterns." Lasevier said, pointing to my armor.

"Patterns?" Because they are attached to my body, it is already difficult for me to look down and see those patterns clearly, but I also took a look at them before, and I didn't see what they were at all, and they didn't make any sense.

"Those are actually texts, ritual texts, written in the Succubus language..."

Ritual text... oops...

"What's written on it! Tell me quickly."

La Servillier came up to me and leaned over my chest to look at the patterns. From this distance, every line of his green skin was clearly visible, and I became more and more uncomfortable.

"Aleph Gimel, Daleth Heh, Yod Mem..." After finishing speaking, Lasevier raised his head. "That's it."

"I want to go back to Satan City! I want to kill Goloy!"

This bastard actually printed these things on the armor. Did he expect that I would concentrate my magic power to find a way to get out of the armor?

The meanings of these patterns are, AlephGimel (winged, radiant hermaphrodite, changeable), DalethHeh (sensual and strong and fearless female), YodMem (white and delicate, serene and beautiful hermaphrodite, "Mem also means that most of them are female").

When did I become mostly female? !Except for a few of these descriptions that are related to me, aren't the others all describing a succubus!

"You'd better sit down first." Lasevier grabbed my hand, the cold and sticky hand made me shiver, and I pulled it out all at once.

"It feels...it feels like the body is..."

"The armor attached by this kind of magic consumes a lot of energy and stamina. You just concentrated your magic and used up all your energy."

Before I knew it, my vision became blurred, and my hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to my side face and shoulders. This set of armor was like hell and Goloy, sucking my soul and energy. Although there was an ugly monster beside me, I still couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground due to exhaustion...

Chapter 47. It's all just means

Originally, I would not have believed that Rust had the courage to use millions of troops to invade Pride, because in this way, whether it was with the territory of the devil or Grotney, who had been oppressed by Rust, they might take the opportunity to bite that **** snake girl.

This is why I divided my troops into two groups. In fact, as long as I am willing, I don’t need so many troops to invade the Demon King’s territory. This is just a gesture to show that I am fighting against my brother as a demon lord rather than anything else. of.

If Rast wants to play Praed's idea, the troops on the border of Praed and my other divided troops will quickly block Dipalona's pace, and I don't need to break her, just hold her Will suffice.

"Miss, this..."

"Don't panic, it's nothing serious."

After getting out of the bathtub, the alluring smell of succubus blood almost completely wrapped me up. I picked up a bath towel and wiped the blood on my body and hair, and then left the bathroom naked.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and the doors and windows creaked restlessly for some despicable reason. There was some joy and some panic, but panic was absolutely not allowed. Lucifer's noble soul could only rejoice at the death of his life. .

The window that escaped from the panic was blown open by the gloomy wind, spreading the bloody smell of death on my body, and this bloody smell gushed out with the ghostly wind, covering the entire barracks.

Pushing open the door of the headquarters, apart from the map on the wall, the room is almost empty.

I walked to one of the maps, Demi Beja following me.

Standing in front of the map, I carefully observed the terrain on the map, every mountain, every tree, did Dipalona really think I was a fool, and acted so rashly, thinking that I was really unprepared?

Dipalona wants to beat me with a two-front war, but presumably means trapping herself in a two-front war.

"Demi Bella."

"Yes."

"You said... how about we contact Grotney?" I said looking at the map.

"What do you mean?"

I walked barefoot on the cold tiles with my hands behind my back, and continued: "Leave aside the relationship between me and my brother, Rust is always the biggest threat to other territories. On the one hand, it threatens the Demon King's territory. Watching Praed, no matter who wants to peek at the throne of the Demon King, he can't get rid of Rust's existence." As I said that, I stopped in my tracks. "In that case, why not eliminate this hidden danger now?"

"I don't know……"

Looking at Demi Beya's ignorant expression, it is indeed cute, but it also makes me feel sorry for the ignorance of these succubus.

"Let's first speculate on the purpose of Dipalona's troops."

"Queen...ah no... Dipalona's goal should be the territory of Pride." Demi Bella, who almost made a mistake, stammered.

"Pride's territory?" I sneered. "Under this situation, how much territory can she encroach on my Pride, even if she concentrates her forces, she can't sweep Pride like I sweep the Demon King's territory, so I don't think Dipalona's intention is Pride's territory, even if it is, her troops are deployed a bit too much."

"Then...if it's not territory, what is Rust's purpose?"

"It doesn't matter what it is. At present, Rust is not a very serious threat to us." I turned around and looked at another map on the wall. It was the map of the Demon King's territory, and it was here, the map of Belial Peak. "As long as we can climb over the Belial Peak, this battle will be considered a success, and nothing can stop us from marching into Satan City."

Brother, I have already made a move, it depends on how you respond.The Great Peak of Belial is the largest mountain range in hell. Its peak is extremely cold and surrounded by thick fog all year round. It is also a natural line of defense. If it can be used, it can effectively block the enemy. If my brother wants to fight back, The only option is to fight me here, on Belial Peak.

But it is impossible for my brother to win. Although my brother has an advantage in terrain, my troops now have the highest morale, and we also have the advantage in numbers. If my brother is still a little rational in this battle, he should choose to give up.

So the focus of my choice is not Belial, nor Praed, but Grotney.

"I'm going to talk to that incompetent lord of Grotney, what's his name... Yazenoran, right? Contact that guy and tell him that now is the best time to counterattack the succubus and drive the succubus out of the Uroma Canyon to the outside of the Globes River."

"You mean to join forces with Grotney?" Demi Beja asked.

"Let's just say that, after all, it's impossible not to involve other lords in the fight for the position of Demon King, but..."

I looked at the map and felt proud again for some reason.This joy should be attributed to my brother, because he was too stupid. In order to compete for the position of the devil, he joined forces with Rust, and in the end let Ruster take the opportunity to become bigger. I will not do such a stupid thing. I want to join hands with Grotney, and join forces with that incompetent lord. In this way, after becoming the devil, I can also safely control Grotney as a puppet, instead of being troubled by Dipalona like my brother is now.

"But are you sure Grotney will send troops?"

"Why not? Even though he is incompetent, that guy is not stupid. My troops reached Belial Peak almost unharmed. The position of Demon King is within easy reach. This is the best and only chance for him to stand up. If he wants his family and territory not to be violated, he'd better join hands with me."

Although this is what I said, Grotney is being bullied by Rust now. I don’t know if that guy will believe me and be persuaded by me. I should come up with some more favorable conditions to win over Grottney.

"Well, I will write a letter later and have someone bring it to Yazenoran, the lord of Grotney. Except for what I promised him after I became the devil king, in order to let him rest assured of my promise and immediately send troops, I will promise the marriage of Grotney and Pried."

"You said marriage?!" Demi Beja shouted with wide eyes.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"But...the Lucifer family, no one can marry Grotney now."

"Why not, isn't the marriage partner standing in front of your eyes?"

Grotney didn't know how stimulated she was, she opened her mouth wide, and her facial features were almost twisted into a ball. I have never seen her so disgusting.

"Miss! You want to marry Grotney?!"

"There's nothing wrong with it, as a means."

"But! But!"

I walked up to Demi Bella, pushed her to the wall, and Demi Bella hit the wall all of a sudden, I put one hand on her side and said softly: "Demi Bella, you Remember, that kind of idiot will always be used. As long as it can be used, no matter what means can be used, even if I agree to marry him now, it is only now. After I become the devil king, I will naturally not Marry him, and he must obey me honestly, otherwise... I will destroy him."

Chapter 48. The indescribable power from the demon generals

When I woke up, I found that the surrounding situation was more severe and suffocating than when I passed out.Looking back now, I can’t even tell what caused me to wake up, maybe I just woke up naturally, maybe it was because not far from the bed where I was lying, there was a group of men with fierce faces chattering. When I woke up from the hazy dream, I admired how much my strong heart still kept beating evenly after seeing such a scene.

Please, please make me pass out again.

"Well……"

I sat up slowly, clutching the back of my head, and the noise I made immediately reminded me that I was wearing Goloy's damn armor, and passed out because I was drained of energy.

But when I sat up, the restless atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent again...

I should admit my mistake. I should think that beauty and ugliness are always produced in contrast. When I sat on the soft bed and glanced around, I realized that La Servier's appearance is still acceptable. Yes, compared to the guy with three legs and one eye standing next to him... and the huge monster with a bull's head over there... La Servillier is already much better.

"Miss Lipatia, how do you feel?" Lasevier who saw me waking up and stood in front of the sand table asked softly.

"I……"

The people gathered in the room should be all the generals of the devil... What mood are they in now? Is it anger, or disdain... Seeing an angel directing him, it should be anger and disdain coexisting.

"When you fell asleep, the generals from all ministries came and we were discussing the current situation."

"Yes...is it?"

The eyes of all the demons are focused on me, and I am nailed here by an indescribable force, neither sitting nor standing.

"This is..." one of the nearly circular demons asked.

"This is the representative of heaven, the angel Lipatia-sama, and our commander-in-chief. It is His Majesty's order."

I don't know what I'm afraid of, I'm not afraid of demons, I've never been afraid of demons, so what am I afraid of.

I moved my body cautiously, like a frightened kitten, not daring to make any big movements, and the eyes of those demons followed me.

"Lipatia, this name sounds like a succubus." The tauren didn't care about my feelings at all, and said jokingly.

Lasevier didn't respond, but just winked at that guy, and then said to me: "Miss Lipatia, would you like to take a look at our current situation."

This kind of thing is fine no matter what, I'm just a low-level angel, I don't understand this kind of thing at all!While in heaven, I didn't even hold a weapon a few times, and my usual job was to play with my mates, enjoy the scenery, and study magic, all in a sexless stance!Instead of being a female, wearing the armor of a succubus, discussing military affairs with the demons like now!

Although there are thousands of complaints and dissatisfaction in my heart, I am already here, and I am accepting the test of God. I have only two choices, to advance or to fall.

After getting out of bed, I lowered my head and walked towards the table with small steps, clenched my fists, not daring to look directly at those demons. La Servillier, whom I hated just now, has become the only one I have. An existence that can be approached.

I walked to the table and took the initiative to walk beside La Servier. The green snakeskin didn't disgust me that much anymore. There were too many things in this room that disgusted me more than the snakeskin.