"Go, we must go."
Without much thought, Maggie agreed.
Anyway, as a human, it's highly unlikely that she'll ever go to hell in reality. Now that a powerful figure is willing to take her there, no matter why, she has no reason to refuse.
Although she is not dead and her condition remains unchanged, her strength is so limited that she certainly cannot reach Hell on her own.
"good."
El nodded slightly, and then his wings instantly unfurled, the huge, snow-white wings obscuring Maggie's entire vision, with feathers falling from the sky and brushing past her eyes.
But all she could see was the enormous halo above El's head.
It's brighter than the real El, and its wings are much bigger.
That was Maggie's first thought.
Considering that El once said that his current strength was insufficient to remove the demon from her, is the real El indeed a weakened version?
He also said that his memory had only recently disappeared in reality, which is why he became weak.
Maggie discovered another blind spot, which could be a valuable piece of information if she could remember it.
Unfortunately, she forgot everything after she woke up.
"come over."
El reached out his hand to Maggie. His long, slender fingers, his translucent white skin, and his captivatingly handsome features, combined with the two ambiguous words he uttered, actually made Maggie feel somewhat seduced.
He clearly only wanted to take her to hell.
The archangel is taking her to hell, how exciting!
As Maggie thought about it, she stretched out her arm and placed her hand in El's palm. Then, without warning, El pulled her into his arms.
"!"
Maggie was startled. The next second, she felt herself being lifted into the air. Her body, which instinctively tried to dodge, could only move closer to El, wrapping her arms around his waist to prevent herself from falling.
"Why did you fly away without saying goodbye?"
She complained with some resentment.
So what if she has wings? You can't bully her.
"Feel sorry."
El's voice was partially muffled by the sound of the rapidly passing air, and Maggie could only hear it faintly.
His arms were wrapped around Maggie's waist, but since he had no body temperature, Maggie didn't feel too uncomfortable. It was like she was holding a... well, a silicone inflatable doll?
A strange word popped into Maggie's head, startling her.
Pshaw, it should be bionic robots.
To put it another way, it's finally a bit more acceptable.
Maggie suddenly remembered that she had also been held by Perkin. His body temperature was lower, as if he were wrapped in a snake, completely different from El.
With her mind wandering to random thoughts, Maggie soon noticed that the environment around her was becoming increasingly gloomy and oppressive.
It's like stepping from one world into another.
"How are you going to get to hell?"
Maggie had always been curious about the entrance to Hell. Demons were always summoned directly to the continent of Coral, and their souls were always taken away by demons and brought into Hell. She had never seen anyone arrive at Hell in any other way.
That's why she was so excited when El said he was going to hell.
"The gates of hell are guarded by angels."
El explained patiently.
Maggie was stunned. If the entrance to hell was guarded by angels, then theoretically one shouldn't be able to pass through casually. Why was El so eager to take her there?
Isn't that a bit against the rules?
The rules of angels must never be violated.
"So you're just taking me to hell like this, won't that be against the rules?"
No matter how you look at it, humans shouldn't be able to enter Hell, otherwise there would be no need to arrange for angels to guard it. That's what Maggie thought, and that's why she asked the question.
"Won't."
El replied in a flat tone.
"Why?"
Maggie continued to ask curiously.
"...You're not human."
This time, El hesitated for two seconds before answering with a slight hesitation.
"???"
This is truly a case of Arthur wielding his meteor hammer, silent yet capable of breaking through defenses.
Maggie immediately shut up and didn't want to say another word.
Even if she was half-dead due to some special reason, saying that is still too hurtful.
Finally, El seemed to realize that his words were ambiguous, and then spoke up to add something.
"I mean your form of existence is different from that of ordinary humans."
Maggie is now roughly equivalent to a physical projection. If you had to say, she only appears to have life signs, but in essence she is nothingness, so she cannot be considered human.
That's what "angel" means, but Maggie misunderstood.
"oh."
Maggie came to her senses and understood what the angel meant, and finally stopped being withdrawn.
The archangel was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, Maggie felt as if she had traversed most of the continent before finally arriving at the location of the Gates of Hell: a massive volcano and a vast expanse of scorched black earth, the surrounding area already submerged in volcanic rock.
At the very center of the mountaintop was a huge, sunken crater, surrounded by unsettling blackish-purple flames that exuded an ominous aura.
Looking down from above, the Gates of Hell resemble the eye of a demon, filled with intense malice and hatred, gazing down at the sky that blocks it.
The moment Maggie's feet touched the ground, there was an indescribable sense of dreamlike beauty.
The view before me couldn't be described as beautiful, but it was certainly breathtaking and... intriguing.
At that moment, El had already released Maggie and walked forward. Not far away, the image of an angel gradually appeared. From a distance, his wings were not pure white, but the hem was black, with only a few white remnants remaining at the tips of the wings.
Maggie followed, and only when she got closer did she see the appearance of the gatekeeper angel clearly. Unlike the other angels, who were peaceful, the gatekeeper angel looked somewhat... ferocious.
"Archangel, what is this...?"
He had pupils that were almost like those of a demon. His gaze swept over Maggie and then looked at El, his tone slightly questioning.
"I have something to do in hell."
Upon hearing El's words, the gatekeeper angel began to scrutinize Maggie closely until she felt extremely uncomfortable. Only then did he withdraw his gaze and respectfully make way for her.
"Please come in."
Unexpectedly smoothly, Maggie followed El and swaggered into Hell.
Scenes flashed by in a blur before Maggie's eyes—some terrifying and horrifying, others gory and disgusting—like watching a horror movie, but they all passed by in a flash, leaving little impression.
Finally, Maggie officially arrived in Hell.
The ground was completely covered by lava, the air was scorching hot, making it difficult to even breathe, and the sky had an eerie blackish-red hue.
Maggie looked at the sky above hell and inexplicably thought that the sky when Safa descended was dark purple, unlike this black and red sky.
As she walked forward, lost in thought, a voice from afar nearly tripped her up and caused her to fall to her death.
"Lady Filomona has given birth! It's a boy who inherited the Demon King's bloodline!"
(Author's note: You wouldn't believe it, but in both his past and present lives, the youngest is actually Safa; the rest are ancient monsters who have lived for countless years.)
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