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

"Since you think of me this way, then may I ask why this kind of thing happened, but you want me to follow, aren't you afraid of revealing some secrets?"

"I am most at ease when you are under my nose."

"So you were worried about me?"

"I also have a little understanding of Praed's Lucifer family blood, but I don't know you. If you are a descendant of the Lucifer family, you must have a high status."

“How come you see?”

"Your appearance."

"and then."

"There is also your magic source, which can adapt to the environment of Sloss so quickly and survive in the distorted magic source field. You have to guard against you who are so powerful when you come to us, but you make me feel too strange. My sensibility feels that you are trustworthy, and my rationality makes me be wary of you."

"So did you choose emotional or rational?"

"Neither, it can also be said...all..."

Maybe I've been caught by him.

"No matter what, I just want you to understand that Sloss is not an unknown person in hell, especially in the situation of hell, our choice is also very important, and will affect the future direction of hell."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will take note."

Really well-intentioned.

So……

"I have another question..." I said.

As soon as I opened my mouth, my words were interrupted.

Suddenly, we heard a roar in the distance, and the earth and mountains trembled.

When we looked in the direction of the earth-shattering roar, the next moment, a huge black monster passed over the mountains and appeared in front of our eyes, covering the entire sky.

Chapter 82. Dragon's Sorrow (Lipatia)

"dragon?!"

yes dragon.

This is not uncommon in hell, and can even represent the creation of the concept of hell to a certain extent, but its appearance made me feel a chill that I haven't felt in a long time. I trembled all over, and my arms subconsciously protected my body.

"It's actually a dragon..."

And Shimo on the side also looked at it. Although this is Sloss, it seems that seeing such a huge monster roaring and flying towards him, it is inevitable that there will be a sense of unreality in a trance.

The dragon's body was pitch black, as if it had a layer of armor made of solidified magma, and its sharp tail seemed to be covered with countless sharp blades. When he was in pain, he lightly scratched the ridge and cut it off. It reached several peaks of the mountain, but the loud noise of the collapse was still not as loud as its lung-piercing roar.

The two huge horns on the top of the head are like a crown of thorns, shining with the authority of the suffering of hell. The eyes are silvery white, and the difference between the pupil and the white of the eye cannot be seen.

Leaving aside the ancient times, in the post-ancient times, that is, so long after I came to Hell, I have never seen such a huge and ferocious dragon, but thinking about it, it is true, how can ordinary people have the ability to tame such monsters, and the mounts of those brave dragon knights in the army are only one-third or even one-fourth the size of this dragon.

Although we couldn't see it, we all knew that the one riding the dragon must be Goloy, but when we saw the dragon flying towards us, Shimo and I kept backing subconsciously.

And just like me, the surprised Shimo subconsciously watched the dragon flying over our heads with his hands subconsciously in front of him, and then slowly fell down with flapping wings. The wind and sand rolled up on the ground made me endure Could not help squinting his eyes.

"I've kept you waiting."

The ground trembled when the dragon's thick feet stepped on the ground. Immediately, it raised its head to the sky, as if roaring angrily towards heaven, which shocked us so much that we dared not look straight and had to cover our ears.

After a long while, I opened my eyes with lingering fear, looking at the huge mountain-like monster in front of me, and the figure of Goloy at the top.

"This... this..." I pointed at the giant dragon and hesitated for a long time.

"Isn't this a means of transportation?" As he said, Goloy patted the dragon's rough body, which was harder than a stone, as if nothing had happened.

"You actually captured a dragon..." Shi Mo also took two steps forward, looking at the giant dragon, and couldn't believe what he saw.

"Yeah, since you can't fly, you have to speed up your pace, why don't you find a means of transportation?"

Shimo was probably thinking about who was riding on the dragon's back, and what kind of person was able to tame such a dragon in such a short period of time.

Indeed, it would be impossible to change someone else. Perhaps Goloi was the only person who could tame such a beast in such a short period of time after searching the entire hell.

Maybe it's the male blood in Goloy's heart that makes him like to be so flamboyant, not afraid of Shimo's suspicion.

And thinking of this, I am a little unhappy.

"I said you, even if you want to catch a dragon, it's better than catching such a monster! Can't you catch a smaller one?!"

The dragon seemed to be in great pain, panting heavily.

"You can't blame me either. After I found their habitat, I found that many dragons were dead, and those who had to run also ran away. There was only one dragon left lingering on its last breath." Goloy sighed. "Thanks to its huge stature, it looks like a mountain itself, and it is estimated that it has lived here for a long time, so it can barely survive even under the twisted condition of the magic source field."

"Really..." I looked at the dragon's head, it couldn't help lowering its neck, almost fell to the ground. "It also watched its compatriots die one after another in an instant... one after another."

"This kind of dragon must be the leader of one party, perhaps the most powerful dragon in the entire Sloss. There are indeed many dragons' residences nearby. It should be its family members who live there, so it died on it. Those dragons in front of you are either its wives or its children." After speaking, Shimo leaned forward and gently put his hand on the dragon's body, and the dragon exhaled again, tilted his head The neck looked this way.

Ever since I went to the ancient hell, the memory of the so-called "dragon" has always been in my heart.Dragons are hell and sin. Although they look vicious and powerful, they are actually weaker than anyone else, and they have to take care of their fellow citizens.

Even in the army, the most difficult thing to train dragons is nothing more than two points, one is to make them not resist, and the other is to let them kill each other.

Among the dragons in the world, from ancient times to the present, the tallest dragon is no more than Leviathan, but even the supreme dragon whose body can split the earth is just a simple and lonely soul.

The dragon is hell. It is hard to tell whether it is the sorrow of the dragon or the misfortune of hell.

"It's already like this, do we still have to ride it?" I asked with some embarrassment.

"It's for its own good too," Goloy yelled at us from the dragon's back. "If you don't tame it forcibly and ride it away, then it will be uncomfortable for it to guard its dead compatriots in this area where the magic source is distorted."

When I came back to myself, I found that it was looking at me with its neck twisted, but it was as frightening as it was flying in the air.

I also took a few steps forward and walked up to its body.

If you just look in front of your eyes, you may not even realize that this is the body of a creation.

Have such beings really committed any crime, or is it just because there is no place for them to live in other than hell.

After trying to put his hand on its body, it also exhaled slowly like before, and then closed its eyes.

I also closed my eyes, and my heart gradually became peaceful.

It's okay, I know, none of this is your fault, you've done a lot, and you've done a good job.

It doesn't matter if you don't have to force yourself anymore.

'You shouldn't pray for a dragon, and you shouldn't feel pity for a dragon, if you do, you will be judged in the end...'

The voice of "her" rang in my head.

It's okay, don't worry.

'As you please. '

After I opened my eyes, I looked up at Goloy above, he seemed to understand what I was doing, and smiled at me.

"Let's go, then," I said.

Goloy jumped off the dragon's back, landed beside me, and held out his hand.

"Come on, my princess, you can't let you do something so unsightly as climbing a dragon's back."

"Then I'll take care of you." I put my hand on Goloy's as I did with a dragon.

Goloy nodded to me, then turned to look at Shimo over there.

"Then, Lord Shimo, I believe you don't need my help."

"Although I have never ridden a dragon, I don't need to worry about it," Shimo said.

Chapter 83. The Unknown of Hell (La Servier)

"If you want to say that this is hell... I don't believe it." Looking at the huge painting that we sent people to paint according to Dante's intention, I always feel a little funny, and doubts about my responsibilities always flash in my mind , Thinking that we are doing these things now, are we wasting precious time?

But a few days ago, several of our marshals were logically refuted by Dante, and they were completely speechless. Even the arrogant Kumxia was also dumb and ate coptis. Immortal, although she still showed indifference and a smile on her face in the end, our other generals also noticed the inadvertent waves of her magic source.

"This is hell." Dante said, pointing to the huge portrait.

The few of us looked at each other, looked at the painting, looked at each other, looked at the painting again, and went back and forth. For a while, we always felt like laughing and crying.

"The hell in this painting...is really unique." I said first.

"Where it's unique, it's just nonsense." Kamxia said harshly.

"Indeed, Hell is an upside-down funnel, with nine floors in total. The top is a certain city in the world, and the bottom is where Satan lives..." Beda crossed her arms and shook her head. "The model is too far-fetched anyway."

"That is, don't we devils living in hell know what hell looks like? They say there are nine floors in hell, where are they?" After getting the agreement, Kamxia ridiculed everyone. "According to this picture, hell is divided into so many layers, and different major sins are in different layers. So, since when did the demon king's territory and other territories have such a high and low difference?"

"Also, according to this picture, which floor should we be living in now?"

"The current hell is the most superficial hell." Dante was expressionless, as if those mocking words just now didn't hurt her at all, and he didn't take it to heart at all. "It's too close to the world, as long as you look up, you can see the world and heaven."

I want to protect Dante, or I don't want her to be looked down upon too much. It seems that her honor and disgrace have something to do with me.

But just as expected, Kamsha laughed loudly and deliberately.

"Hahahahahaha! Did you hear that, for so long in the late ancient times, we have been said to only live in an insignificant area of ​​hell? If His Majesty hears this statement, won't he tear up this arrogant human being?"

Kamxia’s words made me feel ashamed. At this moment, I realized that I wanted to protect Dante because I believed in Dante’s words, and felt that there were nine floors of hell... and Kamxia’s ridicule was more like laughing at me.

"In short, we don't have time to waste on such things, Lord Beda, Lord Lasevier, what do you two think?"

Beda didn't speak, and she must have been unable to bear Kumsha's sarcasm even more because of her high self-esteem.

Dante looked at me, and I avoided making eye contact with her with some guilt, and was thinking about how to answer, but Pedeolo over there spoke first.

"Hell should look like this..."

All of us looked at Pedeolo, who was staring straight at the huge map in front of her.

"I can vaguely recall... This is exactly what hell looks like."

"Recall? What are you talking about." Kumxia's tone was still very disdainful. "Where do you recall what?"

"It's the memory of the bloodline..."

"Bloodline?"

Although I can't see Kumxia's face, she must be looking at Pedeolo with some distaste with an exaggerated expression.

"Don't forget, Pedro is a demon nobleman with the blood of a demon god." Beda said as if she wanted to save face for herself.

"You mean this guy's ancestors passed on memories to her?"

"Presumptuous, although we are both marshals, you are too rude when facing the demon nobles." Beda even set up the noble spectrum for Pedeo.

But it's true, Pedeo's personality is relatively soft and casual, and he doesn't deliberately emphasize his identity as a demon aristocrat. After working with Kumxia for so long, Pedeolio probably has long been accustomed to Kumxia's way of doing things. .

"Nobility? The so-called unification is to abolish these old things. How can some legends left by the illusory demons of the past allow some demons today to act recklessly with the same merit?"

"I think it's you who acted recklessly."

"Okay, okay..." I stopped immediately. "Now is not the time to quarrel, and there is no need to quarrel... That...Pedeolo, do you think you have an impression of this hell?"

"It's not an impression." Pedeo jumped off the table wagging his huge furry wolf tail. "It can only be said that it feels reasonable."

"Reasonable? Where is it reasonable?"

"If you follow this model, don't you think that many mysterious problems in hell can be solved?" Pedeo opened his arms and became a little excited.

"Like what's the problem?"

"For example, hell is so big, hell should be infinite, but since the time when we have historical records in the later ancient times, hell seems to have become limited. The seven major families are fighting on such a large territory. Think carefully, Isn’t this ridiculous? What about other places in hell? Besides, death has always been a vague concept for demons. Hell is an eternal world, so how can demons die? Where do all the dead demons go? ?The last and the biggest question, where did the seven sinful demons end up? If you use this model, it can explain all of this.”

A series of rhetorical questions from Pedeo made Kumxia speechless.

Indeed, the two biggest problems in hell now are that there is no past and no future, only the present.

As Pedeo said, if this model is used, then these questions can be explained, but our current model of hell indeed cannot answer these questions.

"Then... what do you mean?" Kumxia stopped mocking, but asked a little seriously.

"Maybe we really haven't understood the structure of hell all this time, and because of this, today's disaster has been triggered." I said. "Perhaps the natural disaster caused by the fall of the celestial body is also related to this. If the real appearance of hell is actually a funnel-shaped world with nine layers as shown on this map, maybe hell can still be saved."

"So you want to send this picture to the research office?"

"I think so."