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

I don't know when Lasevier and I came to a corridor without any boatmen or rivers, as if we had been standing here from the beginning.

The corridor is unusually high, and the dark ceiling is like an unreachable dome. The spaciousness makes me feel that I have become smaller.

Lasevier was also a little puzzled. He looked around like me, but he didn't say anything. After confirming that there was no danger, he let go of my hand. Only then did I remember that he was still holding my hand just now. my hand.

As we walked towards the end of the corridor, the light grew brighter as we got closer, and when we left the corridor and came to the end, the light almost swallowed us.

I couldn't help but close my eyes, then opened them again, the corridor behind me disappeared, and in front of me was a spiral staircase.

What about the light, where did the light go? There was no torch in the bright stairwell, and no light source was seen, but it was bright here.

Down, we continue down.

For some reason, I felt awful, and while being bad is a constant norm in hell, this sudden overflow of badness felt... foreign to me.

Lasevier and I walked down the spiral staircase slowly, the stairwell was filled with cold air, and we couldn't see the bottom when looking down, but Lasevier and I didn't have any doubts, we went down as we should .

in front of the gate.

I don’t know how many stairs I went down, but I suddenly forgot. My memory seems to have some blank parts. Maybe it’s ten floors down, maybe a hundred floors. It doesn’t make any difference. It’s just a blink of an eye.

The image of Belial is engraved on the door. Belial, who was originally an angel, also has a "beautiful" appearance like Lucifer. After he rebelled against God, his appearance became extremely ugly and he was disgusted by all things.

La Servillier and I stood in front of the door without reaching out to push it. For some reason, some kind of force beyond our cognition restricted us. Our arms could be lifted but not raised, our mouths could be opened but not opened.

Suddenly, the gate roared like lightning and thunder, and slowly separated, retreating to both sides.

"cough!"

"La Servillier! How are you!"

Just as the door opened a crack, La Servillier fell to the ground with a stiff body. Black juice kept gushing from his mouth and eyes, and he twitched in pain.Immediately afterwards, the black liquid emerged from the ground, entangled my feet tightly, and I...

The door opened.

La Servillier and I are still standing there.

Was everything that happened just now a dream?

I forced myself to move my stiff body, and turned to look at La Servillier, who was also looking at me with a frightened face.

"That was just now..."

We lowered our heads again and looked at our hands.The door has been opened, but La Servillier and I still avoid it, not daring to take a look at the scene inside, bursts of cold air blowing in front of us, permeating pure death.

As a demon, Lasevier was stronger than me, and he shook his head while covering the top of his head.

"Master Lipatia, are you alright?"

I don't know how to answer, because everything seems to be an illusion, nothing is real, I should be fine, but this tight oppression...

"Don't worry, there is His Majesty's enchantment here, nothing will happen."

"Inside, what exactly is..."

"The governor of Belial."

"who is it."

Lasevier paused and said, "I don't know."

La Servier's expression was completely different from before, and it didn't seem like he didn't know it.

I didn't pay attention to anything, turned around and walked in there.

The world behind the door is gray, with no end in sight, no light and no darkness, just nothingness, the embodiment of nothingness.

There, stands one.

What is that, is it a demon, is it a fallen angel?

I do not know.

It stood on the gray ground and in the gray background. Black liquid dripped down from its face continuously. I couldn’t see its face. Its head was covered by black liquid, and its body was covered with an iron shell with an inverted cross engraved on it.

"Asura."

"What?" Lasevier, who walked in afterward, looked at the ... and said a word I had never heard before.

"I don't know either, it seems to be his name."

"What's going on, where is this..."

La Servillier stood beside me, staring at that... vigilantly, as if ready to fight at any moment, but soon, his clenched fists loosened.

"This guy is the consul of Belial, a guy named Asura."

"Ah... Asura?"

"I don't understand what the name means. It was before His Majesty became the Demon King. Suddenly, one day, this guy appeared and appeared in our field of vision."

"Is it a fallen angel, or..."

"I don't know, this guy doesn't look like a demon, nor does he look like a fallen angel."

Asura... There is absolutely no such name in the kingdom of heaven. In all the books I have read, such a word has never appeared. He is definitely not a fallen angel. No, it should be said that he does not look like a creation of God, no matter how Ugly things, whether it is Leviathan, Asmodeus, or Satan, they are all created by God, but this...

"When he appeared, this guy was wounded all over his body. When I realized it, His Majesty had already fought with him." As he said, Lasevier clenched his fist once again. "That was the first time I... didn't know how to get involved in a fight."

"If Goloy fights with him, then why can he become a consul again, and this Asura..."

"It was His Majesty who said it. His Majesty was also seriously injured in that battle, and then told us that this monster only spoke once from the beginning to the end, and said this word, that's the word, Asura."

A demon strong enough to fight Goloy and wound Goloy, Rasevier was so caught up in the shock of the memory that he only answered one of my questions and ignored the second, I understand , he just let go because even if the monster is alive now, he is not the monster's opponent.

"Then what happened to his face?" I asked, pointing to the head covered in black liquid.

"When I saw this monster for the first time, he was like this. His head was covered with a strange black liquid. As for the iron shell, His Majesty ordered someone to build it. His Majesty personally carried out a double barrier blockade in order to keep him Trapped in the Palace of Lost Pleasure."

I didn't ask any more questions, the idea of ​​that guy Goloi was already obvious, that lunatic was excited, a guy who could seriously injure himself, a monster of unknown origin, which made his blood boil, although I don't know he was pure I am proud and excited, and I am still excited to use this monster to restrain other lords.

Asura... huh?

Chapter 57. The Executive Agent of Belial

This is a world of "creation". This nihilistic world is a world created based on spiritual magic. How big this gray space is and who created it is no longer important. The important thing is why such a space was created. place.

"So, we're here...what are we going to do?"

"We have to come here if we want to set up a magic circle on Belial Peak."

"why?"

Lasevier was talking to me, but he was always on guard against the monster. Although he told me that there was a barrier of Goloy, it was obvious that he did not have [-]% confidence in the power of His Majesty the Demon King. This made me care more about this monster called Asura. Can it really be strong enough to fight against Goloy? If there is such a monster, why does no one know what it is?

"Because the Lost Music Palace is the magic foundation of the entire Belial Great Peak, and because the environment above the Belial Great Peak is too harsh, no matter what kind of enchantment or graphic array magic, there is no way to maintain a stable state on it, so we can only use the Lost Music Palace as a link point to link all the magic circles."

"Does that mean that the Palace of Lost Music itself is a magic map?"

It's a bit of etiquette to say that. Although it's called the Palace of Lost Music, this ghostly place doesn't look like a palace at all.Having said that, my attention has not been separated from that monster named Asura.

Perhaps because he also sensed my curiosity and confusion about the monster, Lasevier continued to explain: "He is the executive officer of Belial City. If we want to build a magic circle here, we must need his authority."

Authority is a kind of key-like magic. The so-called authority refers to the meaning of a certain thing. For example, the Archangel Gabriel, whose duty is to guard the Garden of Eden, represents mercy and death at the same time, so he has the power to be on the left side of God. The combination of the two is Gabriel's whole.

Here, the identity of the consul of Belial is a kind of "authority", like a key, only this key can open a specific lock.And authority can be concretized into some kind of props, or it can be simply a kind of magic.

"Although you say so...but..."

That guy doesn't know if he has eyes or a mouth, and he can only be judged by the vague outline as a creature with a soul. I won't be surprised if anyone tells me that the monster is just a statue. Such a guy should How to exercise power?

"How did you get that power?"

"Well... this guy is locked up by His Majesty, so he can't submit his authority."

It must be very problematic for Goloy to let this guy be the executive officer of Belial City. I must give him a good time when I go back.

"What now."

Lasevier crossed his legs, put his left arm on his chest, rested the elbow of the other arm with his palm, and stroked his chin with his right hand.

"There should be a proxy."

"Agent, do you mean someone who replaces the executive officer to preserve the authority?"

"Yes, the agent of Kebelie..."

"I got it."

"what!"

Suddenly, Rasevier's arms and legs were tightly entwined by the black chains emerging from behind, it was Kamsha!She stood a few meters behind us, her lower body had returned to its original shape, and the chains wrapped around her body began to listen to her orders again.

This time is different from just now, when I just had some thoughts about why he attacked La Servier with such a useless attack, I saw La Servier knelt on the ground and pulled the chains vigorously, but it was not the other party at all. opponent.The chain is also different from before, with black flames burning on it, and its power is much stronger than before...

"What, what!"

Before Lasevier could carefully startle him, the chains had surrounded him, his hands were tied behind his back, and Lasevier was forced to kneel like a prisoner, but one of the chains was around his neck, and Lasevier could not lean forward, but could only lean back.

Kumsha let go of the chains, and just like that, she came over in a tattered coat and walked towards La Servillier and me.

"You, do you know who we are!" I stood in front of Lasevier and asked in a stern tone.

"Now I know, he is the supreme commander of the Demon King's Legion this time."

"Then you still..."

She began to think of a way to restore her dignity, she walked up to us with her head held up in an aloof attitude, glanced at me, but didn't make a move, just approached La Servier, and gently put a hand on the on his shoulders.

"It's really strong, Lord Lasevier."

"Do you know the consequences of what you do!"

"Huh?" Kamxia touched the top of Lasevier's head presumptuously. "Don't you want to know why I was able to knock you down this time?"

"Because, the deputy of Belial's consul is you."

It turns out that if Kumxia is the executive officer, then in this magical space, she will indeed have a stronger power than La Serviere. This is an isolated independent world with its own rules, and in these rules, the consul of Belial City is the most powerful existence, so Kumxia is naturally stronger than La Seville...

"Not only are you very strong, but you also have a quick brain response."

Kamxia raised her long pink hair, walked up to La Servier and bent down.

"Let go of me!" Lasevier shouted fiercely to Kumsha.

"If you don't agree to my conditions, no matter what, I won't let you go."

"You threaten me."

"So what?"

Goloy and I, Goloy and Agadina, Agadina and Dipalona, ​​Goloy and Dipalona, ​​Me and Agadina.Threatening and being threatened naturally reminded me of these relationships. In hell, threats are the real means. Based on the current situation and power means, maybe Kumsha will be punished in the future, but now, La Serviere has nothing to do with her.

Lasevier knew this better than me. Instead of cursing Kumsha, he resumed his flat tone and asked Kumsha, "What are the conditions?"

Kumsha bent down like this, gently stroked Lasevier's chin with her right hand, narrowed her eyes and said, "Let me be your wife."

"What did you say?!" La Servier and I shouted at the same time.

"Are you crazy!" This time it was La Servillier who shouted the words himself.

She is crazy. This is not an exaggerated metaphorical inquiry, but a real problem. Apart from being crazy, Kamxia has no explanation that she will ask Lasevier to marry herself.

Her cheeks on both sides exuded a pinkish red light, and the hand stroking Rasevier couldn't help shaking, and her breathing gradually became short, reminding me of Agadina.

"This is my only condition, I only want you to marry me."

Could it be that it was because Rasevier forcibly condensed the spirit of Kumsha, which caused Lasevier's magic to freeze in Kumsha's consciousness, which led to Kumsha's request?I can't say for sure, it's just a guess, maybe Kamsha is really a madman.

The way she looked at La Sevier was as if she regarded La Sevier as a treasure, but what La Sevier had done to her was only abuse and insult.

Wait a minute... Could it be...

"Will I agree to your unreasonable request!"

"Then you have to ask the Praed army that is about to attack."

"You are not afraid, after I promise you, I will kill you again."

Kamcha also knelt down, she looked like a doll in front of Lasevier, she closed her eyes, leaned on the armor on Lasevier's chest, put her hands on Lasevier's neck, and said with peace of mind: "As long as you want, you can kill me at any time."

"Why, give me a reason, are you insulting me?"

"Why do you say that?"