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

Chapter 140. Memories of Zekui (Lipatia)

Not as a prisoner, but as an angel with lofty freedom, I came to this city with deep emotions. The bloody and brutal scene is vivid in my memory. I still can't forget the woman who may hardly leave her name in history, the woman with filthy blood.

How much gender is the dominant factor here? Looking at the era of the devil in hell, it seems that this is an era of males. Males are synonymous with devils. Few people would think that females are also capable of accomplishing everything that males can.As for a woman like Zekui, what exactly is she pursuing? I can no longer see the pursuit of happiness and yearning for power from her. I know that some demons have a strong but very small geographical emotion. They claim that they are honored to be born as a demon and have infinite loyalty to hell. There are the most such people in the army. They hate heaven and are loyal to hell.

There is also a kind of demon who likes heaven and hates hell. That is the most basic law of life, that is, the love of living. There is pessimism in human philosophy, with negative emotions towards the existence of life, and lamenting the insignificance of oneself in a saintly manner.

But there is no life in the world who hates being alive. They just hate the process they have suffered, that is, the distortion of harmony. I have lamented that angels are too immersed in comfort, but in heaven, things are always as they should be. There is a gathering place of harmonious beauty.But this is not the case in the world. When life suffers those distorted treatments, people begin to doubt the glory of themselves and God's creation, and pessimism is also a sin.

And the kind of demons who love heaven, they are just fulfilling the essence of life, living, wanting to live better, that's all, just wanting things to be the way they should be, there's nothing wrong with that , but heaven and hell are opposites. While these demons love heaven, they will naturally hate hell.

This is the case for Finicely, and so is La Servier to a certain extent, but her status as a soldier prevents her rebellious emotions, so that she can only consume herself to vent her pain, that is, she chooses to become a woman. In La Servier's eyes, his body in the past is a representative of hell, and destroying the demon's body is to reach a kind of self-"heaven".

But what about Zekui, the woman with the blood of vampire and Leviathan, I saw the hatred of hell in her eyes, but I also saw the disgust of heaven, and the cruelty of demons, but I couldn’t see demons desires, saw cruel rationality, but could not see the slightest pursuit of emotion.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar street, I no longer have the view of heaven in my mind. Those heinous figures kept flashing before my eyes. The abuse I suffered in the past aroused my inner maternal sympathy. I don’t feel sad for Zekui, nor do I feel sad for those struggling demons, just like I don’t feel sad for the seven evil devils.

At this moment, the importance of gender can be said to be there, but it seems not so important.

"Hey." Belegia's feeble voice awakened my thoughts, and when I looked at her, she was looking listlessly at the relatively peaceful street scene outside the window. "Why are women so incompetent?"

"what do you mean?"

This sentence inevitably made me feel a little angry, not because of anything else, but simply because I was insulted, but since Belegia is also a woman, this kind of anger is not so intense. If a man said such words, the atmosphere would probably change again.

"I'm thinking about Zekui, that woman, as the leader of the Leviathan collateral lineage, she obviously has some..." Beria sighed. "As a demon, I actually want to destroy hell."

This surprised me a little. I didn't expect that Belegia would also think of Zekui. It seems that I am not the only one who was reminded of the past by all these scenes.

"I thought of looking for a new successor to the Leviathan family, so did you think of Zekui?"

"Yeah... Personally, I admire her a lot. No matter what her purpose is, that kind of courageous action is always powerful."

"I want to ask, is it you who admire her, or Goloy also admires her?"

Belegia glanced at me, didn't answer the question, but turned back again, looked out the window and sighed.

"I didn't experience it until I came to this city... It's like walking on eggshells."

"Let me think about it, you are worried about the contradiction between Leviathan's collateral line and direct line."

This time Belegia didn't ignore me anymore, she leaned over and fell on me with her back leaning on me.

"As far as your understanding of this king is concerned, you can't just be a magic girl. On the throne that rules hell, there must be a place for you."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in becoming a fallen angel. Take my understanding of you... as an angel's benevolent thoughtfulness."

"If I remember correctly, Buonofalani has no offspring, but Zekui's offspring... She is the wife of the former devil king, and the children of the former devil king were all killed when they broke through Satan City. In this way, both the direct lineage and the collateral lineage are on an equal footing. Choosing one side may cause the other side to rebel. This bowl of water is difficult to level."

"Do you still think about this kind of problem?" I asked with a smile. "I thought you would definitely choose Leviathan's direct lineage without hesitation."

"If everything was just 'I think', then I wouldn't have to suffer in this place."

"Well, let me think about it, Her Majesty must be thinking... Leviathan's direct lineage represents orthodoxy, and the orthodoxy of the bloodline is what is most needed in the era of the devil. The orthodoxy of the bloodline is justified. This is the popular moral culture in the era of the devil. But on the other hand, the orthodoxy of the Leviathan's bloodline poses a certain threat to Lucifer's position as the devil's king. What the devil needs is a puppet, not a competitor. More importantly... the collateral lineage also involves the vampire clan. The status of the group, which is mixed up and down, can't only consider a certain person, but also consider the huge group interests..."

"Lipatia, don't marry that man, marry me, such a desirable bride... I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to find another one."

"Really, then let me tell you something you don't want to hear, okay?"

"Oh, sir, are you going to teach me a lesson again?"

"I can't teach you, Your Majesty, it's just... I'm not the only one who knows you. What I can think of, the succubus queen probably can think of, even farther than I think... In this way, Is Her Majesty considering marrying another queen?"

"Dipalona?" Belegia sighed heavily for the third time. "Yes, she also knows me and that man very well, but this kind of understanding makes me very unhappy."

"We want to support a puppet, and Dipalona also wants to support a puppet. This huge Enwei... can't be divided in half. Our current enemy is not the Leviathan family, but the Succubus Queen."

Belegia shook her head and said calmly: "Whether it's a succubus, a fallen angel, or a Leviathan, there's no difference in essence. A succubus can be a good king, but so can a fallen angel and a sea monster." She can be a good king, but there is always a distinction between high and low individuals. Dipalona can't see the future of hell, and is still immersed in the illusory fantasy of the position of the devil. This is doomed to her end. Sadly, she ... will lose, and it will be ugly."

Chapter 141. Flower of Blood (Lipatia)

The environment of Leviathan is far worse than that of ordinary cities. This is a city built underwater. From the establishment of this city, one can see that it was the era of the original demon king. The demons used blood as a certain mark to expand their rights.

Living in this city is definitely not an enjoyable thing. Even if I have Lucifer's heart and my body has been greatly improved, I still feel a little awkward in such an environment.

We passed through half the city and came to the palace built by the lake in the water, Leviathan Palace.

In terms of area, the area of ​​the Leviathan Palace is no less than that of the Demon King's Palace, and it can be regarded as unique among the palaces in each territory.The entire palace is built on a raised hill, surrounded by staggered rivers, the river flows from the bottom of the hill to the hill, and finally gathers in the lake next to the palace, and the Leviathan Palace is built in such a fantastic scenery, overlooking the whole city.

A part of the palace has been protruding to the lake, as if floating there. Compared with the gorgeous and luxurious feeling of the fallen angels, the Leviathan Palace pursues more of a bizarre and absurd feeling. The whole palace is gray-blue, Both the height and the width are full of generosity, and people can understand how much money was spent on building such a palace, and it also shows the glory of the Leviathan family in the past.

When occupying the city, Goloy had given very strict orders that the palace must be protected, and there must be no damage at all. Even if more people were to die, the palace must not be damaged.

Looking at this "huge monster", I can somewhat understand Goloy's intentions. One is that looking at such a work of art, if you can attribute it to yourself, the sense of conquest is no less than the conquest of any right.Such a palace can precisely satisfy Lucifer's strong desire to rule.

The second may be because this palace is too "beautiful". It is an expression of the philosophy of the Leviathan family, and it can be regarded as a great legacy left to the entire hell. If any place is destroyed, it will be a blasphemy to hell itself.

"Look, Lipatia, the Leviathan family has created such a prosperous scene, but now it has declined. The world is unpredictable."

"Will Her Lady Queen also lament these things?"

"The more beautiful things are, the easier they are to wither. Shouldn't I worry about myself?"

Belegia's narcissism is exactly the same as that of Goloy. Although these narcissistic words provide me with a lot of opportunities to ridicule them, who can question the real status quo on which these words are based? Can I deny Belegia's beauty, even if she is too arrogant.

When we arrived at the palace, it had completely turned into a barracks, and the road was heavily guarded to prevent any suspicious people from approaching. However, we easily proved our identities and were allowed to enter.

When you enter the palace, when you are inside, it is like entering another world. If you look at the palace from a distance, you feel that the palace is so tall and huge, but when you get closer, the hugeness completely turns into an impact on the concept. It seems that we have come to the gate of another city.

I don't feel all the scenery here vividly. When I was caught here by Zekui, I was already in a coma, so everything here is fortunate for me, and I can still retain the freshness.

Passing through the garden courtyard of the palace, before coming to the gate of the palace, everything is familiar and gorgeous, exuding an atmosphere of obedience.The guards in armor opened the car door for us, and everything seemed to return to the Demon King's Palace. Both I and Belegia became a lot more arrogant. This feeling made us understand that Envi is still here. in our hands.

When I got out of the car, I looked at the soldiers standing in two rows along the stairs on both sides, and I couldn’t help but wonder in my heart, what is this? Am I still an angel? If so, what is this sense of belonging? I haven’t returned home, but why my body is indulging in comfort.When it comes to lust for power, isn't it the most godly kind of greed, the enjoyment of inflated power.

There are no scantily clad maids here, but only serious-looking warriors. The expressions on the faces of Belegia and La Servillier told me that this is their home field. When they learned that General La Servillier had arrived, the guards showed their best side in unison. No one wanted to make any mistakes in front of the commander-in-chief of the Demon King's Legion, even if the commander-in-chief had turned into a sentimental girl.

The stairs leading to the gate of the temple have hundreds of steps, and the guards lined up from top to bottom are also densely packed together, which makes me a kind of self-confidence, even though the number of the demon king's army has been reduced. Not much, but in terms of combat effectiveness and morale, who is better than Goloy's army after the two territories have been unified.

After a while, the heavy temple door slowly opened inwards. There was a huge sea monster carved on the door, roaring and screaming in the hurricane formed by the sea waves and heavy rain, and all the surrounding demons and angels surrendered at its feet. That was the sea monster Leviathan. The Leviathan in the relief on the door had a ferocious face, a full-bodied demon appearance, and a huge mouth that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

When sculpting these portraits, who would have thought that the real Leviathan was just a girl with such a petite body.

As for the petite girl, as the door of the "sea beast" opened, a figure that did not match the picture appeared in my sight.

A blood-red long dress spread out on the cold stone steps as the figure continued to fall, like a weak blood flower blooming in the cold wind, against which was the pale flower bud, fragile and cold holding on to the lonely beauty of self.At this moment, what came to my mind was Belegia's words, indeed, beautiful things are expressed in a fragile form, but sometimes fragility is only on the surface, and the bloody cruelty is hidden under the softness.

There is a kind of respect in her eyes, which is obedience to the powerful, but at the same time there is a disdain. It is the affirmation of myself as a devil. She is the kind of devil I once said. She is proud of her identity, full of confidence and arrogance for her beauty, and her slender legs are walking gracefully. No one will think that she is a soldier.

It's a pity that the curly rose-red shoulder-length short hair is really a bit messy. The long strands of hair on the forehead are scattered in front of the eyes, covering the elegant face. The blood-red eyes also look a little listless, but with that smile, they become kinder.

This period of waiting is very long, but it does not make people feel bored. Appreciating beautiful things is always a peaceful thing, and everything in my heart takes far longer than the time it takes for her to walk hundreds of steps.

Finally, after she came to us, we could finally look at all of this more carefully. Standing in front of Belegia and me, her slim and delicate body stood in front of me. The strong contrast made our appearance a bit abrupt, but her exquisite beauty was taken over by her.

She did not lift her skirt and bend down to signal us like a young lady or a princess, but like a soldier, she clenched her right hand and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Long live Lucifer." She said in a childish voice.

Belegia made a fist with her left hand, but instead of holding it across her chest, she raised her forearm in response.

"Long live Satan," she said.

Her appearance is very lovable, whether it is the appearance or the rather peaceful personality, it makes people feel a little cold and fearful, but also like some kind of red wine that makes people want to enjoy it. From her, one can feel the simple and naive loyalty and perseverance of a soldier, but at the same time, it does not lack the shrewdness and cunning of a devil.

She is by no means like other girls, who always express her cuteness and beauty with pure emotion and pink cheeks. Everything is tightly wrapped in petals, but this kind of restraint makes people want to explore her heart more. There is a tear mole at the corner of her eye, which does not look like a devil at all.

"Your Excellency Command." As she spoke, she turned sideways and saluted La Servillier again.

Like Beregia, La Servillier returned the gift in the same way.

In the end, she faced me, and when we looked at each other, I didn't even have the slightest advantage, as if morality or any emotion didn't exist in her.

"Master Lipatia, hello." She greeted me politely.

"Well, it's hard work." I said.

The general of the Demon King's Legion, Beda Delinka.Maybe I never mentioned her because I only met her briefly. Beda, one of the important generals, also attended the banquet held in Goloy, but there was no conversation between us.

"Come with me, everything is ready."

"Do you know we're coming? Impossible." Belegia shook her head and asked.

"It's an intuition," she said with a smile.

"You know her?" I asked Beda.

"Your Majesty?"

"How do you know she..."

She smiled again, tilted her head and said, "Intuition."

Following Beda to the palace, the guards on both sides maintained strict and high standards, but a special feeling could always be detected in that serious persistence, which should be a pure sense of military ritual.

In the army of the devil king, gender and appearance will always play a very decisive role. After all, as I said, the era of the devil king is the era of males, and females are regarded as subordinates of males in all aspects, so the army should This is especially true, and Lasevier should know this best.

And Beda, as a female, was able to climb to the position of the general of the Demon King's Legion, and command these proud warriors, which showed her excellence.

Chapter 142. Not the Lord (Lipatia)

People will wonder, why is it her, and people will say, this is not a beauty pageant, if so, she is fully qualified to take up all the positions here, she will win the championship, and will become a more dazzling contestant than the succubus, and men will go mad to want to take her as their own.

But this is not, this is not a beauty contest, this is war, fighting, death and the most violent and bloody appearance, destruction is everything here, isn’t it a heinous crime to send “beauty” to such a place to be destroyed.

It would be a big mistake if you think this way, at least for Goloy’s sake, you shouldn’t think about all his decisions in this way. If the devil decides to send this seemingly weak girl to the cruelest place, it means that the girl is completely in line with this kind of cruelty. According to what Goloy would say, the beauty of such a girl can only be bloomed in destruction.

Beda is not the most dazzling person in the Demon King's Legion. There are many people who are more dazzling than her. Apart from La Servier and the dead Monstein, who is Goloy's closest confidant, there are also demon nobles. There are also many talents in the Demon King's Legion. But from what point of view, it is a great honor to be able to live in this palace, and Goloy will not just give this honor to anyone.

Indeed, in terms of status and strength, Beda is not the best, but she is by no means someone who can be ignored. Some people may not believe it, but the qualifications of this young general are comparable to those of Lasevier and Monica. Like Stein, she has followed Goloy from the very beginning, but unfortunately, because of her status as a woman, her promotion path has not been as smooth as that of Monstein and Lasevier.

Beda has participated in large and small battles, and her combat experience and command ability are no less than that of any general in the Demon King's Legion. She has excellent command skills. In many cases, the combat missions she undertakes are even more important than La Servillier. In the war with the previous Demon King, Beda held an even more important position than La Servier.

These were told to me by Goloy himself, and I can even vividly remember his admiration when he talked about Beda, and he happily told me how cruel this young girl was.

But when I looked at her, at this delicate girl, how could I have imagined that this is a general who likes to eat human flesh and blood.According to Goloy, in order to deter the people in the looted city, Beda would gather all the powerful people in the city together, skin the demons alive, eat their flesh raw, and drink their blood. Blood.Even compared to Agadina, this vampire general is even worse.

Perhaps it was because these brutal behaviors made Goloy a little unbearable, so he didn't pay too much attention to Beda.Although Goloy admires power and yearns for the strongest power, he doesn't like killing without beauty or sense.

The interior of the palace is still the same as before. The spacious corridor makes people feel a little cold, as if they are in a world with no boundaries in sight, without a sense of warmth and security.

Beda, who was walking in the front, kept her graceful steps, which made me stare at her subconsciously. Those slender legs wrapped in a thin layer of black stockings were full of excitement when walking. Without the stability of the soldier, I was curious about what Belegia was thinking, and I was also curious about what La Servier was thinking.The sound of our chaotic steps kept ringing in the corridor, and we could tell who was who from the difference in the shoes we wore. Obviously, the sound of Beda's stepping on the ground in leather shoes didn't sound like it came from this petite body.

She is a beauty, even me is attracted, she is a vampire, not a succubus, but that appearance is as illusory as a fairy tale, which can arouse people's infinite reverie, all kinds of good and bad qualities are mixed together, completely attached to her, that sweet cuteness reveals cruel blood.

After walking for so long, we haven’t even crossed half of the palace. Beda took us to a room, which is not a study, but more like a room for people to rest. Maybe the person who built this palace felt that , An overly spacious and grand space will make people feel empty. In an inconspicuous place, they built such a very ordinary house. It is not too small, but it is not as spacious as the corridor.

"Please sit down, Your Majesty, Lady Lipatia, Your Excellency the Great General."

Beda stood in front of the fireplace like the owner of the place, with her legs together and her arms open to invite us politely.

"I said, I'm still quite puzzled, and Lipatia is not the only one who is puzzled."

Belegia sat on the most spacious sofa, she was lying on her side, lying casually, and the contrast with Beda was immediately apparent.But I'm not talking about the difference in personality between the two, but Belegia, who has the blood of a succubus, behaves more casually, while Beda, who is a vampire, doesn't seem to have such sensibility at all. It is rationality with "edges and corners".

"How did you know that I am the Demon King?"

"As I said just now, Your Majesty, it was entirely out of my own intuition."

Beregia looked at Beda with some disbelief, and the other party only responded to Beregia with that rational and gentle smile and gaze. After a while, this casual Queen became a little uncomfortable.

"Intuition, then tell me, who am I?"

"You are Your Majesty, but not my master."

"How do you say that?"

Beda turned around, bent down and began to tinker with the fireplace.

"I have been His Majesty's subordinate since the time I was in Pride. At that time, His Majesty was not His Majesty, nor was I a general. Goloy was my master, and I was his pet."

"Pet?" I couldn't help calling out, this word is a bit too subtle.

"Yes, I am just a dog raised by the owner, but with my status in life, I am definitely not a slave, but a pet."

We all looked at Beda, and soon, the flames in the stove also started to burn, and there was a hint of warmth in the dim room, which made the atmosphere much more harmonious.

"Therefore, I am quite familiar with the master. You are not Goloy. I can tell this at a glance."