“…Thank you, sir.”

He said, his voice croaking.

"Leave the rest to me, okay?"

He opened his eyes, his eyes soft: "Okay."

"Go to Hal and the others for me - tell them I'm fine, tell everyone, it's over soon."

“As you wish.”

The black-haired young man stood up, bowed slightly to her, then turned his head and left, with a straight figure, and no longer glanced at the dirt behind him.

Lin looked at the guard and kept watching him disappear completely from his sight before he looked at the things at his feet again.

Thinking that it was not convenient to speak like this, she clapped her hands and let the ball of things regroup into a demonic appearance.

Although it was still that beautiful face, the resentment flashing across Mephisto's face and the pain in his eyes could not be concealed.

However, realizing that he had changed back to "like" the devil quickly packed up his expression on his face and put on his usual smile:

"You are amazing."

"Do you have many problems?"

She asked the devil, too lazy to use respectful words.

"Yeah," said the demon's expression became pleasant again, "but as I told you before, if you don't repair the gaps in the furnace quickly, not only will the fusion of the slab fail, but the abyss will likely become a second Angelia-please be sure to believe me."

"Of course," she said, "I certainly believe in you in this regard-after all, you have calculated everything, right?

If the slabs are fused successfully, Angelia is unlucky; if the slabs are fused successfully, the abyss is unlucky. Of course, your original plan is not unlucky in the abyss. You probably really want Leviathan to fill that gap."

“You know me very well.”

The devil laughed, "What did I say..."

"Stop being self-indulgent," Lin said, "Who is a good friend to you?"

Is it your friend who is in trouble?”

"Your statement is really ruthless... We are obviously the only companions."

He said.

"Ha," Lin curled his lips, "Is this just because you have been exposed to 'sand', those 'biota' in the quagmire?

You eat them, become one with them, and gain the ability to swallow and deform, right?"

"You know a lot."

The devil smiled deeper, "So why did you have the 'naive' behavior just now?

You clearly know... nothing can hurt or devour us except each other - we have become part of the abyss."

“Who and you are ‘we’?”

She said, "Strictly speaking, you should be my son."

“…”

"No, sorry."

Lin immediately apologized and said insincerely, "I can't have a son like you. You are just a fake at most - do you think you are the will of the abyss?

So what am I?"

When she asked this, she clapped her hands again.

Then the demon then collapsed uncontrollably, turning into a pool of mud, and then was lifted up again, pinching and kneading as she wished, and not to disobey.

After almost the game was over, Lin changed him back.

And this time, the smile on the demon's face finally disappeared completely.

He stared at the girl in front of him, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her.

Although he wanted to pounce on her and swallow her into her belly again, without leaving any left, he really couldn't move at all.

“Are you the will of the abyss?

Or God?

Or something else?”

She looked at him steadily for a while, and rarely continued to tease him, but told him calmly:

"I'm Lin, I'm just myself."

The devil was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing loudly, laughing very happily, as if he had heard something funny, and as if he had learned some secret in an instant.

"You are really interesting," he said, "The statement of persisting in self... is extremely similar to humans. Only such a weak existence can persist in its identity and identity so much... But how can you be a human?

You can't be human, you just want to be human, am I right?"

Seeing that the opponent did not refute, he smiled even happier: "It's so interesting. With such powerful power, you actually want to live like a human being?

Have you tried it?

You should have felt it?

Being a human will not allow you to gain a slight recognition. You will still feel lonely, out of place, and feel like a monster independent of the world..."

“…”

“Isn’t it?

Even if you pretend to be a human or even try to become a human, have you ever felt extremely close to any creature?

Have you ever felt like a 'like'?

Even if you are your guard, you cannot give your wholehearted trust, right?

This is normal - because how can a higher being have sympathy and empathy for ants?

Look at yourself - our form determines that we can devour everything like a monster - have you ever seen humans devour elves and dwarves?

Devour monsters?”

The demon felt the constraints imposed on his body and became more and more excited.

Although he can't escape, he can already transform.

——He needs to continue to shake her.

He knew very well.

While he transformed into various monsters—including humans, dwarves, elves, and monsters, each with a beautiful appearance—he continued to lure the existence in front of him with words:

"Look, you can do this, right?

Are they delicious?

The taste is very sweet, right?

In fact, except for the same kind, my favorite is humans - each one has a different taste, you should understand it, right?

There is nothing that you cannot swallow in this world.

You can swallow anything that is rebellious and useless without hesitation.

You just need to be true to your desires and enjoy everything that makes you happy-

Look, it’s this look, this wonderful look like a monster. Do you think you can really call yourself a human?

Let’s admit it. In fact, you and me are not essentially different from the monsters in the whole city – we can be everything, but we can’t be humans.”

For a moment, Mephisto really felt the change in her mood.

She must have been shaken, or angry.

Because her face looked almost transparent, because of emotions, such passionate emotions dyed a morbid red on her pale cheeks.

Her originally yellow eyes no longer had the sweet, seductive, and deceptive look she had just smiled, but instead became like a sudden cool gold, with a hard luster.

——It looks evil and beautiful.

Well, it's still delicious, especially the pursed lips and motionless look, which makes people want to rush up, tear her apart, and swallow her.

He could already feel the rapid dissipation of the power that bound him, and he just had to wait for the last opportunity.

However, at the moment when he was about to break free, he suddenly couldn't move.

The vivid expression on her face was like an hallucination and soon disappeared.

She lowered her eyes, and soon she looked like she cared about nothing, was transcendent, and even lazy.

"You make sense," her voice was light and meticulous, like the softest velvet cushion, the thin layer of velvet, as they had first contacted, sounded polite, even with a bit of deliberate pretentiousness, "But even if you're right, so what?"

She never insisted that she was human.

Because "What is human?

What are the characteristics?
To be continued...