Chapter 83

The situation has reversed. Before, Mephistopheles was avoiding Wan Nian everywhere, but now Wan Nian is avoiding Mephistopheles.

He tried to find all kinds of evidence to prove that he was, or was not, the person Mephistopheles expected. No matter which result he was willing to accept the judgment of fate, it was better than being in suspense now.

In Infinite Space, all those who enter Resurrection must undergo a thorough memory cleansing, so he could indeed be the reincarnation of anyone.

But now that he has lived a new life, he is a brand new human being. He does not intend to be a substitute for anyone or to be replaced by anyone.

Wan Nian has reached the level of a small boss in the hell world, so it is not difficult for him to search for the information he needs.

Soon, he learned about the legendary angel, the commander of the three thousand white-winged troops under the Lord God, the archangel - a man named Tan Ning with a lot of glamorous titles.

As most people imagine, the Archangel is cold, cruel and selfless, and has infinite loyalty to God and the angels.

However, this open and straight road was reversed when he met the young demon orphan.

No one knows how a demon cub appeared in the territory of the angels; who put him here and what their intentions were.

The Archangel naturally suspected that the enemy intended to modify this little creature and cause further harm to the angels. Tan Ning conducted a comprehensive examination of the tiny demon and found no clues: it was truly just a toddler.

According to the old rules, he should punish the cub immediately; yes, he couldn't even abandon it. In order to eliminate future troubles, all demons that set foot in the divine realm would be executed. This was what he had done in the past.

Tan Ning is the commander of the White Wing Corps. If even he cannot be fair and selfless, how can this team of warriors protect the glory of the Lord God?

In the past, he had encountered people kneeling down to beg for mercy, crying and repenting, and he never hesitated.

But facing the timid and inexplicably trusting look of the little cub, Tan Ning actually felt pity.

There may be a natural attraction between people. This attraction cannot be explained, but it can overcome thousands of obstacles and tightly connect two people who are destined to meet.

Not only did the Archangel not personally execute the demon orphan, he didn't even hand him over or disclose his existence.

Tan Ning used his own power to create an illusion for the cub to ensure that other members of the same tribe could not see him. He raised him secretly for a long time and named him Mephistopheles using a verse from a prayer.

For the young and innocent Mephistopheles, Tan Ning, who raised him, is the most trustworthy and closest person in the world.

But for Tan Ning, his feelings towards Mephistopheles are much more complicated:

He knew the secret would eventually be exposed, and when that day came, neither of them would be well;

On the other hand, if he had a way to send Mephistopheles away and return him to his own group of demons, when Mephistopheles grew up as a normal demon, they would sooner or later meet on the battlefield and become mortal enemies who would sacrifice each other's blood to their fellow demons.

He didn't want to see either situation.

The Lord God and the tribe are very important to him. They are the existences that he swears to protect with his life.

But the little devil is also very important to him.

Tan Ning was walking on a tightrope between two abysses, and he had to be extremely careful with every step he took.

On the day he was discovered, Tan Ning was calmer than expected.

As the archangel, he possesses much higher authority than other angels, and his fellow angels cannot see through Mephistopheles's deception; the one who truly discovered the little devil was the sudden outburst of sensitivity from another devil who was escorted to the prison.

The Archangel was secretly raising a demon orphan. When this news came out, both the worlds of gods and demons were immediately in an uproar.

The angels wanted to judge him, and the demons wanted to attack him, using the loss of a cub as an excuse, suspecting that the gods had secretly kidnapped more of their own kind.

For thousands of years, the war between the two tribes has never ceased, but the reasons for the war have changed one after another.

Tan Ning pleaded guilty to the Lord God and expressed his willingness to face the enemy alone. However, the other members of the White Wing Corps who wanted to seize power had long since distrusted him and used various excuses to prevent him from continuing to fight.

Tan Ning had no other choice but to ask the Lord God for help, saying that he was willing to clip his own wings, erase his memory, degrade himself to the lowest level of human being, and exile him to any corner.

Just... just keep that child with me.

The Archangel has been guarding diligently for so many years, and the Lord God appreciates and trusts him. When something like this happens, He is also helpless.

He was willing to agree to the first half of Tan Ning's request, but the angels could not agree to the second half: the demon had fallen into their territory, but was able to walk out unscathed. If this matter got out, where would the angels' face be?

What's more, the demons have now made up their minds to fight to the end on the matter of Mephistopheles. It is impossible for the angels to sit idly by and watch the archangel take the demon cub away.

Only in a critical moment when one has to choose between two options will people clearly realize what is most important to them.

Tan Ning had been stripped of his power, but his wings had not yet been confiscated.

When another war broke out, he knelt down and deeply repented in front of the temple where the main god was, then took Mephistopheles and jumped from the realm of God to the human world.

It’s a pity that this “elopement” did not have a good result. Before the two of them arrived in the real human world, their whereabouts were exposed.

This time, the once glorious and respected archangel has become a sinner who flees for fear of crime and is despised by everyone.

The Lord God could not bear to deal too harshly to his beloved subordinates, but the public anger was hard to appease - He had to endure the misunderstanding and questioning of the Archangel by the angels, and also respond to the clamor of the demons who took advantage of the situation and added fuel to the fire. He was also caught in a dilemma.

Tan Ning didn't want to embarrass the god he revered, so he made one last request: let Mephistopheles return to the demon clan. In return, he was willing to enter the "mist".

A long time later, when the Lord God decided to create an infinite space to break the chaos, he invited Mephistopheles, the leader of the demon clan at that time. Everyone thought that the unruly demon of hell would never be willing to be inferior to others and would not agree to him.

Surprisingly, Mephistopheles just smiled and said, "I owe him."

…

After knowing the whole story, even if it were ten thousand years, he would have to admire the archangel whom he had never met - no, this word is actually not accurate, he should have seen him when he looked in the mirror every day.

The Archangel's love for the little devil is selfless, transcending race and position, and asking for nothing in return.

But I am not.

Wannian thought that he was not an angel with white wings, but just an ordinary human being.

And ordinary people are always selfish.

He still didn't think that he and Tan Ning were the same person, even though he had been using this name and playing the archangel in Mephistopheles' imagination for the past month. Mephistopheles had not overlooked even such a small detail as the monocle.

Wannian didn't think that the knot in his heart was because he fell in love with that brat. It was just a normal reaction after knowing the truth - who would be willing to be a substitute for someone else forever?

He decided to confront Mephistopheles. As the Lord of Hell who controls billions of souls, if Mephistopheles wanted an obedient puppet, he could just create one and there was no need to waste time on him.

If he doesn't like me, then he might as well leave.

Whether it's opening up a new world or returning to the ocean world to be an honest little pirate, it's better than continuing to waste time here.

What Mephistopheles did not expect was that his reaction was very strong and he firmly disagreed with him leaving.

The eyes that usually always smiled at him sweetly and cunningly and acted coquettishly towards him, unexpectedly changed from a gentle and lovely peach color to blood red, just like the strange moon outside the window, like a wound that was bleeding all the time.

"Impossible," Mephistopheles whispered, as if possessed by a demon. Or perhaps he was a demon from the beginning, and any semblance of normality was just an act. "I finally found you. There's no way I'll let you go... Never."

Wannian tried to break free from his shackles, seeing how much strength the petite boy possessed. The man was unable to move and could only yell at him, "Wake up, look carefully, I'm not him!"

The little devil hugged him from behind, raised his head in a daze when he heard the words, raised his chin, and carefully described his facial features with a look that was almost heartbreaking.

When Wannian thought he would want to eat him, Mephistopheles suddenly kissed him tenderly and passionately: "...No, you are it. You are the only one in this world, and I will never make a mistake."

You don't need to look at Wannian to know how gloomy his face is now.

He shouldn't have come to negotiate with this brat, he should have just left.

...But how could he leave the sub-world? And how could he return to his original ocean world?

The small boss does not have this authority.

"I won't let you go."

The person behind him began to nag again, and it was hard to tell whether it was an oath to him or an admonition to himself. He even used his sharp, vampire-like canine teeth to bite the soft flesh on the back of his neck and rub it.

"I've been waiting for you for so many years, and you're finally back...

"You came back to see me, didn't you? You must have missed me too.

"You suffered in the 'Mist'. I'm sorry. I should have come to you sooner..."

Wannian resisted at first, but gradually became submissive, allowing the young man to toss and knead her like a pillow.

His heart became increasingly calm, without anger or sadness, but instead unusually calm.

This kid must be crazy.

Even if the Archangel didn't want to abandon him, for the demon cub at that time, he suddenly lost his protection and returned to a tribe that claimed to be his kind but no one truly cared for him. He was repeatedly dragged away to test whether the angels had marked him. This was tantamount to being abandoned.

It's understandable that he has a bit of PTSD. Wannian thought, it would be better if he wasn't the one being blamed.

Seeing that the young man's hands were becoming more and more unruly, Wannian regretted his original decision again: If he had known earlier, he should have stayed on the pirate ship and made trouble. He was also his superior, and although the Sea Monster King didn't pay much attention to him, at least he wouldn't take advantage of him like the Hell Demon did.

Alas, it’s not easy to survive in the workplace. It is really important to choose the right boss.

Just as I was thinking about my former boss, he appeared.

The Sea Monster pushed the door open and walked in. Pearls dangled from his ear fins, which he would only wear when dressed up for some grand occasions. He held Little Li Jue in one hand and said, "You are here. The little guy's belt is missing, and there is a whole box of balloons. If the dessert can't be refrigerated-"

When Qian Xing saw clearly what the two people in the room were doing, she opened her eyes wide in surprise.

With the amazing reaction speed of a big boss, he covered the little cub's eyes to block out the scene that was not suitable for minors, and quickly withdrew: "...Sorry to bother you."

As Zizi curiously asked "Eh eh~?", there was a loud bang and the door was closed - or rather, it was smashed.

Mephistopheles was completely unmoved by this, as if he hadn't seen it.

It was too late for Wannian to refuse awkwardly at this point.

When he thought of the ambiguous looks his former boss and the small system gave him just a few seconds ago, he felt like he had no desire to live.

It's over.

The image of an elegant, wise and elite that he had painstakingly built over the years was now completely shattered.