nucmednet Chapter 214: See Celie Again
Chapter 214: See Celie Again
Yang Xining remained silent.
trust?
In this demon world full of betrayal and lies, especially when facing a cunning high-level demon like Negal, this is simply a luxury.
But she had no choice at this moment but to suppress her doubts and use him to achieve her goals.
"There are many interesting 'prey' imprisoned in Celie's palace," Negal seemed to see through her thoughts, took another step, and his tone returned to his previous nonchalant tone, "But the two you mentioned... maybe I can help you check them 'by the way'." He deliberately emphasized the word "by the way".
Yang Xining narrowed his eyes slightly: "Conditions?"
"The condition is—" Negal suddenly stopped again, this time turning around completely and looking down at her condescendingly.
There was an undisguised dangerous light flashing in his red eyes, like a ferocious beast choosing its prey. "You have to help me kill Sele first." His voice was very low, but every word was as sharp as a knife.
Yang Xining sneered, the chains making a slight sound as she moved. "You just said that with his caution, he wouldn't give me a chance to get close to him."
"So, we have to let him 'take the initiative' to approach you." Negal grinned in an almost cruel way.
He stretched out his slender fingers, and his cold fingertips, carrying the chill of a devil, gently stroked Yang Xining's cheek, which had returned to its white color.
"Such a stunning face."
The pointed nails were like the sharpest blades, leaving a thin blood mark on her tender skin, and a trace of crimson slowly seeped out.
"Cele... He loves to torture his prey... He especially loves to torture those who have humiliated him and left a deep impression on him."
His red pupils locked onto Yang Xining's eyes tightly, like a poisonous snake staring at a frog.
Yang Xining's pupils suddenly contracted!
In an instant, she understood Negar's entire plan!
A chill mixed with a strong sense of humiliation instantly swept through my body.
"You want me to be bait?" Her voice was as cold as ice.
"Smart." Negar chuckled, and the laughter sounded particularly eerie in the wind of the wasteland. "Don't worry, little guy, as long as you kill him, I will let you leave here safely."
There was no warmth in his promises, only naked exploitation.
In the distance, the twisted and hideous outline of the Shadow Castle's spire became clearer and clearer under the blood-red moonlight, like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, emitting a heart-wrenching malice.
That's where Sele's palace is.
Yang Xining knew that once she stepped through that door, she would face humiliation and torture that was a hundred times more terrifying than death.
But for her father, for Dias... she had no way out.
"Okay." She suppressed all her turbulent emotions, her voice eerily calm, her eyes filled with a murderous intent cold enough to freeze lava. "Take me to see him."
Negar raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, his gray hair fluttering ostentatiously in the bloody wind of the demonic world. "It's a pleasure to work with you."
He raised his hand, a wisp of silver magic energy wrapped around his fingertips, and gently stroked it.
“Zheng!”
The magic chain that bound Yang Xining broke with a sound and fell heavily to the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.
Yang Xining moved his wrists which had been freed again.
"Remember," Negar's voice was like a venomous snake spitting out its message in his ear, carrying a final warning, "our deal will not be complete until Celie is dead. Until then... play your role well."
He was referring to the captive, helpless prey.
Yang Xining did not answer, nor did he even look at him.
Her gaze was like two ice-hardened swords, fixed on the shadow castle in the distance that was getting closer and closer, symbolizing endless darkness and pain.
A cold murderous intent silently permeated her body.
The castle towered into the blood-red sky, and the huge black gate was like the mouth of a monster.
When the guards at the city gate saw Negal, they all bowed and saluted with a respectful attitude.
But when their eyes fell on the black-eyed woman behind Negal, who was wearing torn human clothes and had blood on her cheeks, but her stunning beauty could not be concealed.
There was an uncontrollable flash of fear and a hint of barely perceptible lust in their eyes - that was the monster's instinctive desire for the beautiful prey.
"Go and inform His Highness Celie," Negal lazily ordered a guard commander wearing hideous bone armor.
The voice was not loud but it was clearly heard throughout the city gate. "It was said that the Seventh Legion Pillar Lord Negal brought him an... unexpected 'gift'." He deliberately emphasized the word "unexpected", and a hint of anticipation flashed in his red eyes.
The guard commander did not dare to delay and immediately turned around and rushed inside.
Passing through a deep corridor that smelled of blood and decay, Yang Xining was "escorted" to the core hall of the castle.
It is even colder and damper here than outside. Huge black stone pillars support the towering dome, and the magic torches hanging on the walls cast swaying, ghostly shadows.
The air was filled with a faint smell of sulfur and a stronger, rusty, bloody odor.
At the end of the hall, on several obsidian steps, stood a huge and hideous black crystal throne.
A figure sat on it.
Sereos.
His iconic silver hair fell softly on the cold armrests of the black crystal throne like flowing moonlight, making his skin look even paler.
He was dressed in a luxurious dark purple robe embroidered with intricate magic patterns. He had a lazy posture, one hand supporting his chin, and his scarlet eyes were half closed, as if he was dozing, or seemed to be in deep thought.
His follower Paul stood behind his throne like his most loyal shadow, with his head lowered and his eyes submissive.
When Negar and Yang Xining stepped into the hall, the sound of their boots echoing clearly on the cold stone slabs.
Selle did not open his eyes immediately, but the finger supporting his chin moved very slightly.
Nergal stopped at the bottom of the stairs, bowing slightly, his posture impeccable. His voice carried the elegant tone unique to demon nobles: "Your Highness, I, Nergal, the Pillar of the Seventh Legion, have fulfilled my mission and found a rare 'treasure' for you, which I present to you."
Selle's eyelashes slowly lifted.
Those blood-red eyes first glanced casually at the steps below with a hint of displeasure at being disturbed and a condescending indifference.
His eyes passed over Negal, and then fell behind Negal.
On the woman who was being "escorted" by the demon soldiers, with her head lowered, messy black hair, and a wound on her cheek, but still breathtakingly beautiful.
At first, it was an indifferent look.
Then, the scarlet pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip!
Sereos sat up straight in an instant as if he had been stung by the most poisonous scorpion!
The lazy atmosphere is gone!
He stared at Yang Xining's face, that face... that face that haunted him, that was unforgettable, and that brought him great humiliation!
"It's... you?!" Selley's voice was like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying with it incredible shock, overwhelming rage, and a hint of completely ignited, twisted excitement!