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

"Really, then we are really lucky. It seems that we really can't take advantage of others in Sloss."

"You are joking. I know that both of you are very powerful. Even if you are limited by the geomantic source field, if you two really plan to fight us to the death, it will do no good to anyone."

"Then I want to know what makes you think we're not a danger."

"Would you find it ridiculous if I said it was my personal experience and feeling?"

Goloy shook his head, then looked at the sky and said, "In hell, a place where things are impermanent, maybe experience and feeling... are the most reliable things."

Chapter 70. Suffering from... (La Servier)

I didn't just dream of being a Marshal, but of transcending, of being something higher than my present existence.I think this is the meaning of the existence of the devil. The so-called greed of the devil is built on this basis, and it always has to go beyond and develop to a higher level.

This can only be the essence of demons, not the essence of other existences, such as angels and humans, their nature is by no means greedy, for example, humans living in the Garden of Eden cannot want gold, and people who have just discovered gold also It is impossible to treat it as something vastly different from stone.

Therefore, human desires are extremely weak and limited.

I like this atmosphere very much, and it can also be said that any other atmosphere besides this atmosphere gives me a headache.

Sitting alone on the edge of the bed, looking at the mountains and rivers of hell, the scarlet sky, and the wandering souls of sinners, they will suffer forever without any destination. Suffering is a manifestation of God’s authority. Now I have realized this.

Yes, there is also that celestial body, the one that may destroy us, the celestial body.

"Ugh."

I don't know why I sigh, maybe I feel awkward, but I can't say what's awkward, I just feel uncomfortable all over, like I missed something, it feels very wrong.

Is it because of the impending doom, the realization that I might die soon, that causes me to worry so much?

But why did I never feel this way on the battlefield.I wasn't always strong, and I had brushes with death often, but never this obscure.

If I have to say it, I feel that I am too small and powerless.

"Why do you look so sad, why do you look so hesitant." Such a question sounded from my side.

I turned my head and looked at the human girl in the red robe standing fearlessly in front of me, her eyes stared at me indifferently, as if my pain meant nothing to her, just as I watched the pain of the whole hell indifferently.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"Virgil isn't here."

The Virgil that the human girl said is Lipatia-sama, even though I still don’t know why this strange human girl who has been looming around us all the time calls Lipatia-sama “Virgil”.

"You look like you're in pain."

"It's not surprising," I said. "The devil is synonymous with pain."

"You are in more pain than other demons. Doesn't it come from God? Shouldn't the pain in hell be equal to everyone?"

Equal pain, perhaps the last expression of God's mercy to us.

This is really ironic.

"Some people are more aware of pain than others, just as human beings are aware of shame after violating God's will and eating the fruit of knowledge and evil."

"What you said sounds a lot like philosophy. Are you also studying philosophy?"

"Are you talking about the human subjects? Of course not. Only cowardly humans need that kind of thing." I sighed as I spoke.

"Then you are suffering because you are too strong?"

I turned my gaze back to the girl's face.

It's almost like a sculpture, it hasn't changed at all, it's obviously just a human being, but it has sharper and more fiery eyes than angels and demons.

"Maybe." I said perfunctorily.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Dead...?"

"Do demons die too?"

"I……"

I do not know.

For demons, the so-called "death" is a more complicated concept than for humans.

After death, human beings are nothing more than accepting judgment and going to heaven or hell.

But for the devil, death is by no means such a pure thing, and it cannot even be explained from the material level. It is an eternal state beyond the soul, and it is a mixture of back and forth, capricious unknowns and pain.

Death means "nothingness," that is, God's revocation of authority over a portion of a soul, and a complete "detachment" from the world.

"I don't know, maybe..."

"Then when do you think you're going to die?"

I looked out the window again, looking at the celestial body that didn't seem to have moved, but was getting closer and closer to us.

"Perhaps soon."

I sneaked a glance at the girl, and she finally stopped staring at me, but looked out of the window with me, but facing the blood-red hell, the girl looked very calm, she was simply a shell without a soul.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open.

The person who walked in was Beda.

"It's not good to always come here to hide and relax."

When she walks, the saber at her waist always makes a rattling sound.I'm not very used to wearing such a neat uniform with a sword on my shoulders, but unlike me, Beda will always carry her own sword, which complements the medal on her chest, and demonstrates her achievements. The pride and demeanor of a soldier.

"It's about hiding, we don't have anything else to do right now, don't we?"

"Don't forget, His Majesty not only handed over the city defense to us, but also the diplomatic work..."

"That's all Kumxia's job. Isn't she the temporary agent for everything about Satan City and the Devil's Palace? Just leave it to her." I didn't turn around and look at Beda saying these words, maybe because I didn't want her to notice my decadent appearance. "Lord Enwei, isn't it Beda who is negotiating now?"

"I heard that Sister Mammon is coming soon."

"I've seen Sister Mammon...but it's not here yet."

"What happened to you."

"Nothing, just a little tired."

Beda was not angry, she slowed down and moved closer to me.

At this time, I turned my head slightly and found that she was staring at the human girl named Dante next to me.

But just watched without saying anything.

"What we can do now is to protect the safety of Satan City and ensure the research on celestial bodies. Of course, we are not doing research. We have to provide sufficient material support for the research office. Besides..."

"You can really sit still."

"What can I do if I can't sit still." I don't know how many times I sighed. "In the face of this kind of disaster, I discovered that our ignorance of hell is obviously born in hell, but when we encounter this kind of problem, we don't know what to do."

Maybe that's why I'm suffering.

Because of ignorance.

"Look at that celestial body, Beda, do you think, when that celestial body descends, causing the distortion of the magic source field and tearing everything apart, who else can survive on this hellish land?"

"I didn't know you were such a pessimistic demon." Beda's tone was a bit of a joke, which was really rare for her.

"Celestial bodies..." Dante suddenly spoke again.

Chapter 71. The Absurd Problem of the Human Maiden (La Servier)

Both Beda and I looked at Dante, not knowing why this little human girl suddenly attracted our attention.

And she also raised her head to look at us at the same time.

"I heard what you said, as if it was God's guidance. Through your mouth, the sound of destruction was heard on the lamenting earth."

Beda and I looked at each other.

Beda put one hand on the handle of the knife, then looked at me and said, "What's the matter with this human being."

"It's a long story..." I sighed. "Being able to walk in hell as a living person must have been promised by God."

"and then."

"What then?"

"Why did God let this human being come to hell, in the appearance of a living person? Is she a sinner?"

"Obviously not." I shrugged. "No one can touch her, because she is promised by God."

"It's really strange." Beda didn't get too entangled in this matter, after all, how can demons like us understand God's will?

"The celestial body, is that huge cloudy thing in the sky?" Dante asked us.

Beda obviously didn't care about this petite human being.

In fact, I still have some feelings for Dante, not that I like her or something, but that I am used to her existence.

"I don't know what you mean...but there is only one celestial body in hell, the one that is suspended."

"It's falling," said Dante.

"Well, it's falling."

"La Sevier..."

"It's okay." I sighed. "She is a person who has been promised by God. We have nothing to hide from her. Maybe when hell is destroyed, she is the only one who can survive. Maybe for the future hell, if she can be revived, she may still be able to pass on today. everything that happened."

"This is too pessimistic, isn't it time to need a special human to inherit everything for hell and demons?"

I smiled helplessly, then straightened up, leaned over, and put my hand on Beda's shoulder.She looked at me with some doubts. Sure enough, this look was too strange for Beda. After all, as a soldier, I never seemed to show fear to anyone.

"Hell will not be destroyed." Dante said suddenly again.

Beda glanced at her disdainfully, maybe I misunderstood, but Beda's eyes were really...indifferent.

"Let's go," Beda said.

"Ah."

"Hell will not be destroyed." Dante ran behind us again, shouting in a louder voice than before.

We stopped in our tracks, and at the same time turned our heads to look at the delicate figure with half-opened eyes, yelling incomprehensible words at us as if she hadn't woken up.

Beda and I looked at each other in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Beda couldn't help asking.

"You say that hell will be destroyed. What a blasphemy and misunderstanding. The hell created by God is eternal. If hell no longer exists, how can heaven continue to exist?"

Hearing these words, Beda actually laughed, which startled me, I didn't even know she could still laugh.

"She's right, La Servillier." Beda cast her eyes out of the window. "Hell will not be destroyed, only us will be destroyed."

"That's true, but I'm also quite puzzled. The only thing that exists in hell is the pain beyond death. Why would God do such a thing?"

"Maybe it's punishment."

"Punish for what?"

"Maybe it's to punish the demons for their overreach... It's attacking heaven, and trying to unify hell."

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense." I covered Beda's mouth. "If others hear these words..."

"So what?" Beda grabbed my wrist and moved my hand away. "Can you still kill us, or go to His Majesty to sue, I am not afraid of anything, Lasevier, I am a person who almost experienced death, for me, I thank His Majesty and Lady Lipatia for their kindness Mercy, but for death, I am also fearless, after all... there is only pain in hell, isn't it."

"you……"

"By the way, your hand smells too much like a lion, so it's okay to touch your own tail again."

"I don't have that weird habit of playing with my own tail."

"So you don't touch casually when you are alone?"

"What kind of person am I in your eyes..."

"I always thought you were pretty heavy."

"If there is no sin and no devil in hell, then what is the meaning of hell?"