Ascension journey - 442. Chapter 437

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

The enchanting woman, who was not covered in strands and exposed her perfectly smooth skin to the fragrant air, lay on her side on a soft bench, with one hand on her head, she played with the hair hanging down in front of her face and raised her hand lazily. With a finger, a thin, high-level demon with a gloomy look kneeling in front of her turned into ashes and disappeared in an instant.

“It’s so boring…” Daphne, who was radiating invisible temptation from every corner of her body, glanced at the devil’s ashes that seemed to be swallowed up by space, and then cast her gaze out of the flimsy veil.

When the eyes that contained the evil and enchanting power of the soul were swept past, the high-level devil guards standing at the corner of the palace were silent, wishing to destroy their eyes and ears, for fear that they would lose their minds in front of this strange-loving devil lord. Stepped forward and was played with it and turned into a residue.

Seeing other demons looking at their noses and noses, not even daring to look at them, Daphne’s mouth curled, she retracted her gaze and stroked the smooth and greasy skin of her chest and abdomen with her slender fingers.

However, this seemingly lazy and wanton beautiful devil still carries a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

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

Even after becoming a devil prince, the abnormal desire to pull good positive things into the darkness of desire is still very strong.

Hell Devil’s various jobs have something similar to Daphne’s hobbies, so after she became the Devil Maharaja, she was very comfortable 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 completely to hell due to the situation, how could a true and selfish evil god tolerate having a seat on his head? The mountain keeps pressing?

After seeing the terrifying power of Asmodeus, the lord of the devil, being swallowed and fused by its dominant hell, Daphne has been studying the essence of the devil’s power system of hell.

Although there are some similarities in thinking and architecture with the new version of Magic Net, Asmodeus, as a hell-conscious, does not really mean to distribute his power to other existences, let alone open source development and the like.

Devil princes like Daphne seem to be majestic, but in fact they are only pawns used by him. Don’t even want to intervene in the core power of hell. All the devil princes can use are the power on the surface of hell. They can’t explore and understand hell at all. Nature.

Under the pressure brought by the domineering Asmodeus, Daphne used the rules of the hell devil to control more power and connected with the optimistic devil prince, while using the power of the real name and the vision of the gods to secretly explore the void plane The core of hell.

With the deepening of exploration and research, Daphne’s understanding of the power of hell became a little clearer, and she felt more and more trembling and anxious.

She gradually realized that she was just a flying insect struggling in the incomparably tight web of hell, and apart from the free thinking at the core of her real name, what she did was nothing to hide from the Asmodeus who was entrenched in the web of hell.

In the eyes of the lofty devil lord, the devil princes who secretly engage in things like them are probably no different from the clowns standing in the center of the stage, and they are not worth paying attention to.

“Is it only by completely surrendering to him and acting as a tool and a puppet, I can get a little peace…” Recalling the hell secrets she had collected that could set off an uproar in the world of gods, Daphne sighed quietly— —

The world of the Supreme God, the God of God, described by Asmodeus, really made her yearning. If she stayed below, I am afraid that she would never even want to touch that elusive hope…

“I don’t know if the source of the light may break the balance of the abyssal expedition, do I have the opportunity to use it…” Just as Daphne was thinking about it, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge red figure slowly walking over.

Daphne thought that there was another high-level demon guard who lost her charm and couldn’t control her instinct to approach, but she immediately noticed something was wrong-the devil who came over was a rather high-level hell purgatory, theoretically only the devil Only the palace of Lord Asmodeus is eligible 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 seemed to have seen nothing, Daphne sat up with great interest, tilted her legs and raised her head to look at the tall demon who tore the crimson veil with her hands and walked in.

As if a ball of ink suddenly fell into the exquisite and delicate sketch, the fierce and fierce purgatory slowly walked up to the beautiful devil lord, his calm and indifferent gaze almost dispelled the pink surrounding the large bench. Atmosphere.

“Huh?” After a short glance at each other, Daphne blinked unexpectedly, then she licked her lips and smiled, “Actually indifferent in front of my charm, I am a little interested in you, which devil do you represent? Jun came here? Um… before you say what you want, you shouldn’t mind playing with me first, right?”

The power of the fallen devil, which has continued to change from the unique divine power, entangled the deep fiend like a snake, and eroded into the body and soul of the uninvited guest in front of Daphne little by little.

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

After Daphne became the Devil Maharaja, her ability in this area has not been weakened, but has been greatly strengthened with the help of the Devil Maharaja’s abilities and the remaining clergy perception.

This is also one of Daphne’s confidence that Daphne, as a new-born Demon Maharaja, dared to play with high-level subordinates casually, and even secretly engage in trouble. Even other Demon Maharajas could not completely resist the influence of her ability-she originally expected to rely on this ability. Conquer Asmodeus, the lord of hell devil.

But the next moment, Daphne recalled the fear she had generated under the contempt and punishment of the Lord of the Devil when she tried her ability on Asmodeus but failed completely.

The reaction of this deep fiend in the face of her abilities is almost exactly the same as that of the master of hell, Asmodius-her abilities have truly and undoubtedly touched the soul of the other party and produced the due effect, but the other party has As if facing a breeze, the thinking movement did not cause a slight sway.

It’s like there is no such thing as instinct at all.

“Impossible, it’s impossible for a deep fiend to have the instinct as a life…” Recalling the terrible pain caused by the Hell Lord’s punishment, Daphne trembled subconsciously. She glanced around and found that the other devil guards were still weird. She was motionless, realizing that something was wrong, she screamed, “Who are you?!”

“The so-called instinct is a potential soul activity outside the control of subjective consciousness…” The deep fiend slowly approaching opened his mouth with sharp teeth braving a little spark and said slowly, “When a life can analyze itself, Perceiving and understanding all the changes in his own soul, he can naturally conquer things like instinct thoroughly with reason——

“When a creature controls the feedback process of every nerve in the body, he does not need instinctive pain to tell him where his body has been hurt. When he controls the foundation of his own existence and power, he does not need instinct to remind him how to Use the so-called natural ability…”

Under the suppression of the cringe instinct brought by fear, Daphne seemed to have become a weak mortal, and the extraordinary instincts that mobilized the power of hell were annihilated invisible, she could only watch the deep fiend slowly approach the bench. Before, looking down at her curled up, she said:

“Similarly, when I control all the laws of soul activity outside of your subjective consciousness, all your instincts will be controlled by me. Your perception, your thoughts, and your memories will all be gradually controlled by this power. Corrosion… Daphne, do you feel it? Your depraved power that is so crude that you can use it is unattainable, the true power that is shown in you.”

Entangled by the power of depravity like a thorny vine, Daphne hugged her body tightly and shrunk into a ball, with increasingly intense fears, thanks to the profound memory left by Asmodeus, the endless Manyan, With the ultimate ingenuity, she overwhelmed the normal thinking loop that she was trying to recover again and again.

Daphne finally realized the past feelings of those lives that were destroyed by her and her believers who had destroyed their rational and distorted personality. In the continuous soul collapse, she felt very fearful that her memory was being analyzed a little bit, and her own thinking was a little bit broken. tamper.

“Is Asmodeus ignoring me like this…” Before the last glimmer of Qingming was annihilated, Daphne’s heart flashed a stunned, “This feeling…I remember, the elf soul called Lacey It also smells like this, it turned out to be you…”

At the moment that the red dragon’s name appeared from the bottom of her heart, Daphne’s soul completely collapsed and fell into a muddle… I don’t know how long she woke up suddenly from the chaos.

“I… dreamed?” Daphne glanced at the crimson veil in front of her subconsciously, but found that the veil was different from the residual impression that was fading quickly. It was not torn by inexplicable existence, and it was still intact. Lossless appearance.

After blinking, Daphne, who was looking at the crimson veil, was in a daze and forgot the reason why she was looking at it. She glanced around with some doubts and found that there was nothing worth paying attention to in the palace guarded by many demons.

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 was infiltrated and controlled by him and said with emotion: “It is indeed a god who once controlled the spiritual realm. It is slightly more than the original shadow god. It’s hard to do that…

“Well, after all, I am not the main body. Even if there is a full set of Daphne soul algorithms that are reversely cracked from the fallen gods, it is quite troublesome to distort the consciousness of his real name…”

After reviewing the memories of the Devil Maharaja that he had decoded and read by himself, Cheng Bin thoughtfully said: “From Daphne’s impression, Asmodeus, the real master of hell, is indeed an interpretive angle and my height. Similar soul master…

“However, under my deliberate control, this action to erode Daphne’s soul is relatively hidden, and the information changes basically occur within her real name. The follow-up disguise consciousness is perfect, and he should not be aware of it immediately. He has the authority of the devil lord. , After a while, there will be a lot more things that can be detected…”

The control of one’s own thinking is an inevitably experienced process in the exploration of life in each world. Although the perspectives and methods are different, the effect is always the same.

From the material point of view, Cheng Bin continues to explore the material carrier of his soul layer by layer, from molecular, atomic protons all the way to the deepest part of the unified field that determines the physical laws of different worlds, and digs out the bottom layer of the quantum bubble’s cross-world line disturbance. Variables are a difficult but magnanimous road, but this does not mean that the path of self-control from other perspectives cannot be walked.

Whether it is the primordial spirit of the world of vitality, the practice of ghosts, or the method of separation and purification of angelic minds on the side of Samael, they are all effective methods of mind control. Asmo, the lord of the devil in the world of gods It’s not that strange that Thiers can do something similar.

“It’s just that the purpose of this hellmaster is a bit intriguing…”

Cheng Bin looked at the conversation between Asmodeus and Daphne about the true purpose of the Supreme God, the God God, and Hell. He couldn’t help but feel a little puzzled: “From the perspective of discourse analysis, as the Supreme Intervention at the beginning of the world’s birth The incarnation of God, Asmodeus seems unwilling to be the god of the gods, but is keen to maintain a higher level of balance outside of the world…

“Is there any hidden dangers in becoming the god of the gods? And the balance is higher than the world… The god of knowledge who is also the incarnation of the supreme god, Oghma, does not know these things…”

Just as Cheng Bin was thinking about it, Daphne, who had no idea about her own situation, welcomed a guest—another devil lord of hell.

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

Amid the commotion of the devil guards, a horrible mass of flesh whose body and surrounding time and space are always distorted, as if countless limbs and heads are 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 meatball that stopped in front of her with a look of disgust and said: “What are you doing here? Amanata?”

In the distorted time and space, as the endless body faces squirmed, they made a very contrasting and quite peaceful voice: “Daphne, I have been ordered to deal with some of the problems during the Expedition to the Abyss of the Source of Light. Your various temptations dominate. In my eyes, so… since you are interested in the actions of the source of light, go with me.”

“Ha,” the other party raised the name of Asmodeus, Daphne did not dare to refuse, but she still habitually ridiculed, “Send you, the guy who was once the source of the Holy Light, to deal with the Holy Light. The question of the source? Are you planning to meet and fight directly, or betray hell directly? Do you want to disgust your old friend when you become this appearance?”

“Recently, I have studied the life forms of demons a little bit deeply. The problem is not big…” Facing Daphne’s disgusted expression, Amannatha was as peaceful as if there was no emotional response mechanism. “Unless the Abyssal Expedition returns, hell The Source of Light is not an irreconcilable and hostile position, don’t say those meaningless words, let’s go.”

Daphne snorted coldly, and then walked out of her palace after the terrible meatball rolling.