novelzi Chapter 265: The End of Lust
Chapter 265: The End of Lust
Asmodeus felt the creature's claws touching her skin, a glacial cold that burned. Her breath caught in her throat, absolute terror suffocating her. The three heads of Cerberus growled, and she knew she was doomed.
Slowly, the claws began to pierce her skin, the excruciating pain feeling like swords stabbing into her body. Her throat was completely ravaged with the scream that followed.
"AHHHHHHHHH! STOP!" Asmodeus screamed, her flesh being torn slowly. But it wasn't just her flesh suffering; she knew physical pain, but this was different. It was a pain so deep and primal that it felt like it was tearing at her very existence.
Every movement of Cerberus' claws seemed to shred not only her body but also her soul. The pain was a living entity, a parasite feeding on her screams, relishing in her suffering. Cerberus grinned, seeing how its beautiful prey was reacting—fear, dread for her life—it was a divine feast bestowed by its master.
Asmodeus couldn't stop feeling that horrible sensation; she felt as if her essence were being shredded, layer by layer, cell by cell, exposing a vulnerability she never knew existed. Was she really this weak? No... she just had the misfortune of tangling with a being as powerful as him.
The ground beneath her seemed to melt into an abyss of shadows, each of her breaths echoing like an eternal lament—she was yielding, bit by bit.
She raised her face gently, seeking her assailant, and came face to face with Dante's eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure, feeding off Asmodeus' torment.
"P-please... I'm sorry," she pleaded, seeing the man's unhappy face—it was her punishment, her death sentence, her existence itself was no longer relevant.
Dante, with a cruel smile, watched his victim. "Saying sorry won't save you, Asmodeus. You demons didn't want to start this? You will endure well..." he said, his voice as cold as steel.
"Your pain is just the beginning, and when it ends, I'll revive you, again and again, every day, every night, for weeks, months, even years, I will make you go through my hell every day while bitterly remembering the day you touched my precious wife and her mother."
Cerberus' claws continued to penetrate her flesh slowly; the pain was a living flame, burning her from within. Asmodeus felt every cell in her body shattering, an agony so deep it transcended the physical. The sensation of being torn to her very soul was unbearable.
"She is all yours," Dante said; she saw Dante's shadow move, and the darkness around her seemed to close even more. The air became unbreathable, heavy with the smell of blood and despair. "H-help me..." Each of her laments was a silent plea, a desperate attempt to find an exit that didn't exist.
The command given to Cerberus was obeyed, and it advanced even further, its claws penetrating deeply, and Asmodeus screamed.
"Dante..." She murmured, her voice hoarse and hurt, she had fought hard, and her vocal cords were somewhat damaged from the screams she must have given trying to escape.
Dante's expression wasn't the best... his face was entirely black. It was the first time he had been in such a situation. He couldn't remember a single time when he had seen the person he loved in this brutal way. Even when he and Nagasawa were injured in the dungeon, when he found Vex, and when he first met Eldrax...
he didn't have strong bonds at that time, so he hadn't felt the pain of that, but with this woman... no... this was different...
"It's okay now," Dante said, his gentle voice contrasting with the brutality of the scene he had just witnessed. Holding her carefully to avoid causing more pain. "You're safe," he said, putting her close to his chest while carrying her like a princess. She couldn't see Dante's eyes, which were being covered by part of his hair, but she felt something... something very bad.
"You don't have to look at me like that, I'm not an enemy," Dante said, and Sara was surprised, "Not even? Lilith." Dante said, looking at the woman in the distance, sitting on one of the vines just watching the scene.
"Well... you knew?" She questioned, jumping forward him, he continued to walk in the direction of Lyrianna. "I've felt you for a long time," Dante said as he placed Sara on the ground next to Lyrianna, "I'll heal her soon, but you... I don't think I'm capable, your blood is pure divine energy," Dante said, "T-It's fine." Sara said as she lay down beside Lyrianna.
"Why are you here?" Dante questioned as he prepared to try to heal Lyrianna. "I wouldn't advise it," she said in a serious tone. "Why?" Dante asked in sequence. "Do you want to kill her? Then inject demonic energy." Lilith said, not as a mischievous demon, but as an honest and serious woman.
"Tsk." Dante bit his tongue, "You didn't tell me what happened, why are you here Lilith?" Dante questioned again as the woman approached him, she stood very close as she pointed her finger at his well-defined chest muscles, slowly descending, trying to tempt him in some way, seducing him.
"I lost the battle in hell," she said, "All my subordinates were 'condemned,' by something with Lucifer, even Paimon, I lost her, and she was captured."
"Asmodeus," Dante said without hesitation, "this damned demon... has been bothering me for some time, and it's clear he's behind this," he saw no other way. "I thought the same..." Lilith murmured as she hugged Dante very calmly.
"Lilith, step back," Dante said seriously. "Huh?? I thought I could have you just a little..." She pouted sadly, but she saw Dante's face looking up. "It's not because of that... looks like we have a little lovebird approaching," Dante said, seeing miles above, the celestial aura of someone...
"Michael," Dante thought, seeing it was an archangel approaching. In a few seconds, a golden light came from the sky... "M-Michael?" Sara questioned, looking at the being forming from the light.
A beautiful angel, with six white feathered wings, appeared.