Uplifting Journey

In the depths of hell, in a luxurious and magnificent hall covered with crimson veils.

The enchanting woman who was naked and exposed her perfectly smooth skin to the fragrant air was lying on her side on a soft bench, with her head propped up on one hand, she played with the hair hanging down in front of her face before lazily raising her hand With one finger, a skinny high-ranking devil kneeling in front of her with blurry eyes turned into ashes and dissipated in an instant.

"It's too boring." Daphne, who was exuding invisible allure from every corner of her body, glanced at the ashes of the devil in front of her, which seemed to be swallowed by space, and then cast her gaze outside the light veil.

The high-level devil guards standing in the corner of the palace were silent when the eyes of the evil charm that penetrated into the soul swept over them, wishing to destroy their eyes and ears, for fear that they would lose their minds in front of this weird devil king He stepped forward and was toyed with by him into a piece of debris.

Seeing other devils looking at their noses and hearts, Daphne didn't even dare to look at them. The corner of Daphne's mouth twitched, and she looked away, stroking the smooth and soft skin of her chest and abdomen with her slender fingers.

However, this seemingly lazy and reckless beautiful devil always has a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

As a former fallen god, even though Daphne gave up her godhead and divine kingdom, the influence of her fallen priesthood has been deeply imprinted in her heart like a brand for a long time.

Even after becoming a devil lord, the abnormal desire to pull the beautiful and positive things into the dark abyss of desire is still extremely strong.

In the various jobs of the hell devil, there are already similar contents to Daphne's hobbies, so after she became the devil king, she was very adaptable and had a good time at first.

However, behind the superficial pleasure and indulgence, this former god did not lose his mind—although he fell to hell completely due to the situation, how could a true, selfish evil god tolerate having a seat on his head? The mountain has been pressing down?

After witnessing the terrifying power of the devil lord Asmodeus being swallowed and fused by the hell he dominates, Daphne has been studying the nature of the hell devil power system.

Although the ideas and structure are partly the same as those of the new version of the Magic Web, Asmodeus, who is a hell-conscious person, has no intention of really distributing his power to other existences, let alone things like open source development.

Demon kings like Daphne look majestic, but in fact they are just pawns used by him. Don't even think about intervening in the core power of hell. The devil kings can only use the power on the surface of hell, and they can't detect and understand hell. Nature.

Under the pressure brought by the powerful Asmodeus, Daphne used the rules of hell devils to control more power and connect with the promising devil lord, while using the power of her real name and the vision of gods to secretly explore the void core of hell.

With the deepening of exploration and research, Daphne's understanding of the power of hell became clearer, and she felt more and more trembling and anxious——

She gradually realized that she was just a flying insect struggling in the extremely tight spiderweb of hell. Apart from the little free thinking at the core of her real name, her actions could not be hidden from Asmodeus who was entrenched on the spiderweb of hell.

In the eyes of the aloof devil lords, the devil lords like them, who are doing things secretly, are probably no different from the clowns standing in the center of the stage, and they are not worth paying attention to at all.

"Could it be that only by completely surrendering to him and obediently being a tool and a puppet can I gain some peace of mind?" Recalling the secrets of hell that she had collected that could cause an uproar in the world of gods, Daphne sighed faintly——

The world of the supreme god and the god of the gods described by Asmodeus really makes her yearn for it. If she is inferior, I am afraid that she will never be able to touch that slim hope.

"I don't know if there is a chance for me to take advantage of the abyssal expedition that may break the balance at the source of the holy light." Just as Daphne was thinking to herself, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge red figure slowly walking over.

Daphne thought that another high-level devil guard was defeated by her charm, and she couldn't control her instinct to approach, but she immediately realized that something was wrong - the devil who came over was a very high-level devil in deep hell, theoretically only devils Only the palace of Lord Asmodeus is qualified to have this level of guards, and the number of devil guards around her palace has not decreased at all.

Glancing at the other indifferent guards who didn't seem to see anything, Daphne sat up with great interest, crossed her legs and raised her head to look at the tall refining demon who tore the crimson veil casually and walked in.

As if a ball of ink and wash was suddenly thrown into the exquisite and delicate sketch, the ferocious deep hell fiend slowly walked in front of the incomparably beautiful devil lord, his calm and indifferent eyes almost dispelled the pink color surrounding the wide bench. atmosphere.

"Huh?" After looking at each other briefly, Daphne blinked in surprise, then she licked her lips and smiled, "You are actually indifferent in front of my charm, I am a little interested in you, which devil do you represent?" Did you come here? Well, before you say what you want, you don't mind playing with me first, do you?"

The power of the fallen devil, which came from the continuous transformation of the unique divine power, entangled the fiend in the deep hell like a python, and eroded into the body and soul of the unexpected guest in front of Daphne little by little.

The power of the fallen god is originally specialized in inducing the primitive instinct of life, thereby destroying its rationality and distorting its personality, until it completely degenerates and becomes a pawn in the hands of the fallen god.

After Daphne became the Devil Lord, instead of weakening her ability in this area, she was greatly strengthened with the help of the Devil Lord's ability and her legacy of priesthood.

This is also one of the reasons why Daphne, as a newborn devil lord, dared to kill high-ranking subordinates casually, and even made troubles secretly. Even the other devil lords could not completely resist the influence of her ability—she had originally counted on this ability to Conquer Asmodeus, the lord of hell's demons.

But in the next moment, Daphne recalled the fear she felt under the contempt and punishment of the devil lord when she tried the ability on Asmodeus but failed completely.

The reaction of this deep hell fiend to her ability was almost exactly the same as that of the lord of hell Asmodeus—her ability undoubtedly touched the other party's soul and produced the desired effect, but the other party did not. As if facing a breeze, the movement of thinking did not waver in the slightest.

It's like they don't have such a thing as instinct.

"Impossible, it's impossible for a deep hell fiend to have no life instinct." Recalling the terrible pain caused by the punishment of the Lord of Hell, Daphne trembled subconsciously. She scanned around and found that the other devil guards still looked weird. Not moving at all, she realized something was wrong and screamed, "Who are you?!"

"The so-called instinct is the potential soul activity outside the control of subjective consciousness." The deep hell fiend slowly approaching opened his sharp teeth and mouth with sparks and said slowly, "When a life can self-analyze, perceive and understand With all the changes in his own soul, he can naturally use reason to completely conquer things like instinct——

"When a creature controls the feedback process of every nerve in the body, he does not need instinctive pain to tell him where the body is hurt. When he controls the root of his own existence and power, he does not need instinct to remind him how to Use the so-called innate ability"

Under the suppression of the shrinking instinct brought about by fear, Daphne seemed to become a weak mortal, and the extraordinary instinct to mobilize the power of hell was annihilated in the invisible, and she could only watch helplessly. Before, looking down at her curled up, said:

"Similarly, when I control all the laws of soul activity outside of your subjective consciousness, all your instincts will be controlled by me, and your perception, your thoughts, and your memories will all be gradually suppressed in front of this dominant force. Eroding Daphne, do you feel it? Your depraved power, which is so rough that it is unsightly, is the true power displayed on you."

Entangled by the power of corruption like a thorny vine, Daphne hugged her body tightly and curled up into a ball. The increasingly intense fear was spread through the endless memory of Asmodeus, In an extremely delicate way, she overwhelmed the normal thinking circuit she was trying to restore again and again.

Daphne finally realized the feelings of those lives destroyed by her and her believers in the past. During the successive soul collapses, she felt terribly that her memory was being dissected bit by bit, and her thinking was being dissected bit by bit. tamper.

"Is Asmodeus ignoring me like this?" Before the last sliver of clarity disappeared, Daphne's heart flashed, "This feeling... I remembered, that elf soul named Lacey also had this kind of feeling." The taste, it turned out to be you."

The moment the red dragon's name emerged from the bottom of her heart, Daphne's soul completely collapsed and fell into a daze. She didn't know how long it took before she suddenly woke up from the chaos.

"I'm dreaming?" Daphne subconsciously looked at the crimson veil in front of her eyes, but found that the veil was different from the residual impression that was fading rapidly, and it was not torn by the inexplicable existence, and it was still intact. .

After blinking, Daphne, who was looking at the crimson veil, forgot the reason she was looking at it in a trance. She glanced around with some doubts, and found that there was nothing worthy of attention in the palace guarded by many devils.

When Daphne left some of the previous hazy impressions behind, Cheng Bin at the bottom of the hell network looked at the real name node that he had infiltrated and controlled, and said with emotion: "As expected of a god who once controlled the spiritual field, it is slightly different than the original shadow god. It's that hard to do.

"Well, after all, I am not the main body. Even if there is a complete set of Daphne's soul algorithm deciphered from the fallen godhead, distorting its real name consciousness is still a very troublesome job."

Examining the memory of the devil lord that he had deciphered and read, Cheng Bin said thoughtfully: "From Daphne's impression, Asmodeus, the real master of hell, is indeed an interpretation angle that is at a higher level than mine. similar soul master

"However, under my deliberate control, the action of eroding Daphne's soul this time is relatively covert, and the information changes basically occurred in her real name. The follow-up camouflage consciousness is perfect, and he should not be aware of it immediately. He has the authority of the devil king. , there will be a lot more things that can be detected after a little longer.”

The control of one's own thinking is an inevitable process that life in each world will go through during its exploration. Although the angles and methods are different, the effect is always the same.

Starting from a materialistic point of view, Cheng Bin continued to explore and dig out the material carrier of his soul layer by layer, from molecular atoms and protons all the way to the deepest part of the unified field that determines the physical laws of different worlds, and unearthed the bottom layer of the quantum foam cross-world line disturbance Variables are a difficult but magnanimous road, but this does not mean that the road of self-mind control from other perspectives cannot be taken.

Whether it is the cultivation method of primordial spirits and ghosts in the world of vitality, or the method of splitting and purifying angelic minds on Samael's side, they are all effective methods of mind control. It's not so strange that Thiers can do similar things.

"It's just that the purpose of this hell master is a bit intriguing."

Cheng Bin looked at the conversation between Asmodeus and Daphne about the true purpose of the supreme god, the god of the gods, and hell, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: "From the perspective of discourse analysis, as the supreme god who intervened at the beginning of the birth of the world As the incarnation of God, Asmodeus does not seem to be willing to become a god above the gods, but is keen to maintain a higher level of balance outside the world.

"Is there any hidden danger in becoming a god above the gods? And Oghma, the god of knowledge who is also the incarnation of the supreme god with a higher balance than the world, doesn't know these things"

While Cheng Bin was pondering, Daphne, who had no idea of ​​her own situation, welcomed a guest—another demon lord from hell.

The luxurious and colorful palace was filled with inexplicable power in an instant, as if all the colors had begun to turn black and white, and the entire space gradually dimmed and blurred.

Amid the turmoil of the devil guards, a terrifying mass of flesh whose body and surrounding time and space are constantly distorted, as if countless limbs and heads were fused together, slowly rolled in from the open door.

Daphne stood up and turned around and put on a gorgeous robe. She looked at the lump of meat in front of her with disgust and disgust and said, "What are you doing here? Amanatta?"

Between the seemingly endless movements of limbs and faces in distorted time and space, there was a very peaceful voice with great contrast: "Daphne, I was ordered to deal with some problems during the expedition to the abyss of the source of the holy light. You can see it, so... since you are interested in the actions of the source of the holy light, then go with me."

"Ha," the other party brought up the name of Asmodeus, and Daphne didn't dare to refuse, but she still taunted habitually, "Send you, the guy who used to be the source of the Holy Light, to deal with the power of the Holy Light. Yuan’s question? Are you planning to meet and fight directly, or betray Hell directly? Did you become like this because you want to disgust your old friend?”

"Recently, the research on the life forms of demons has been a little in-depth, so it's not a big problem." Facing Daphne's disgusted expression, Amanatta was as calm as if she didn't have any emotional response mechanism, "Unless the abyss expedition returns with a big victory, hell and holy light The source is not an irreconcilable hostile position, stop saying those meaningless words, let's go."

Daphne snorted coldly, and then walked out of her palace following the rolling terrifying meat ball.

Ah, caught up with full attendance

Celebrating the first anniversary is a joke, although I really want to have a holiday. But tomorrow, I will start the Spring Festival visiting program. It is estimated that I will have to run outside or even in the countryside for a while, so. emmm I try to find an opportunity code word it.

By the way, today a guy who is more than 4,000 days old said that this stupid book with bad grades is only suitable for novices. Emmm, have I time-traveled?

It is my ability to write that is not cool enough, but if the definition of Xiaobai and silly books is really suitable for Xiaobai to read, then I will not be so miserable.

After deleting the ban, I looked at his reading records. It is true that he only reads cool articles. It is amazing that he can keep reading for so many years without changing his taste.