Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

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Angel fell silent, curling up and burying his head in his knees. Tsurugi watched him calmly, without any hurry. After a long while, Angel spoke in a muffled voice.

"I can no longer tell whether you are hurting me or really saving me."

Although he had become unable to adapt to the terrible environment of hell, Angel now felt incredibly peaceful.

The sins in his soul had now left him, his body, once numbed by indulgence and pleasure, was now cleansed, and even the unbearable memories of the past no longer caused him fear or pain.

Even if he can still remember how he killed his father, how he indulged in lust, how he enjoyed himself, and how he hurt others and himself.

But all of that is gone now. He has become as peaceful and serene as he was in life, even as he was as an infant.

"Of course I'm redeeming you. There are many who deserve to die in this hell, but there are also many who deserve redemption." Tsuruga gently helped Angel up and said softly.

"Now there's only one last step left. Once you reach Heaven, your cultivation will be complete."

Angel raised his head and looked at Dongjiang with some confusion. Not long ago, he had felt that the face of this fake saint was hypocritical and disgusting, but now, he felt that he seemed to be truly consistent inside and out.

"Why...why did you do all this?"

"I'll do what I should do, and get the world back on track." Tsugumi added after a moment's thought.

"Let hell fulfill its duty, let those who can atone have the opportunity to atone, and let the incorrigible suffer forever."

—Hell should look like hell! What's the point of making it look like a giant New York?!

"...Ha, you're definitely not Jesus, but...you might be a true saint."

Angel looked at Tsurugi, chuckled softly, and said quietly.

"But you and Shirley definitely won't reach an agreement. She will never tolerate your unlimited torment of others, even those who deserve to die."

"Her arrogance led her to believe she could save all her subjects like God, but—"

"She will be just like her failed father, arrogant, but destined to achieve nothing!"

After saying that, Tsugumi stood up, extended her hand to Angel, and said with a smile.

"You want to go back to that inn, right? Then let's go together. You've been sleeping for several days, while I happen to have a date with the King of Hell here."

"...Aren't you afraid I'll expose all your secrets?" Angel raised an eyebrow.

"Do whatever you want, it doesn't matter anymore," Tsugumi said indifferently.

"I no longer need to pretend."

He has obtained Lucifer's greatest secret, a secret that he can only use once—that is enough. It is time for his game of pride to come to an end.

He's used up all his time as a sinner; to change this treacherous world, he needs a true—ascension.

……

What kind of being is Lucifer Morningstar?

King of Hell, Creator of Hell, Lord of Pride, Six-Winged Angel, Ruler of Demons—these are the identities and statuses associated with his name…something he himself doesn't cherish, but is unable to escape from his 'destiny'.

As a being that fits the art style of this ditch world, Lucifer is naturally not a serious figure.

At this moment, Lucifer was in his palace, curled up unceremoniously on a huge and soft bed, and the entire bed—no, the entire room—was crammed with the evil creations that Lucifer had been working on for the past few hundred years.

A whole bunch of yellow rubber ducks

Some were dressed in police uniforms, some wore helmets, some were knights, some were magicians, but in general, they were all rubber ducks.

Yes, the thing that the arrogant king spent hundreds of years studying in seclusion was a bunch of rubber ducks that are often seen in anime when taking a bath.

Well, there's nothing left to complain about in this world.

At this moment, Lucifer was curled up in bed, with a tablet computer in front of him playing a puzzling video.

In short, the video shows a yellow duck sleeping soundly under a coconut tree, and then a coconut falls down.

"Hahaha, that guy got hit by a coconut!!!"

Lucifer flashed a silly smile reminiscent of a pink star in the ocean, then happily liked and saved the post.

Dudu lulu lulu~~~~

Lucifer's phone, which he had tossed under a pile of ducks, rang. He lazily went over and opened it, only to be horrified upon seeing the heart-shaped symbol he hadn't seen in a long time.

Caller ID: Xia Li (my beloved daughter)

Lucifer practically jumped to his feet, cleared his throat, and struck a pose that suggested he wasn't giving up at all, before pressing the answer button.

"Shirley—my little bitch!!!" Lucifer hesitated for a moment before finally uttering an awkward, thunderous address, like a father trying to find common ground with his rebellious daughter.

"Why are you contacting Dad now? Where have you been these past few days?"

“Dad, you know where I am,” Shirley said in a voice that was equally awkward but still warm.

How should I put it? I just feel that the relationship between this father and daughter has a kind of beauty that I met on a forum.

"Dad, I've come to see you because it's very important..."

Shirley took a deep breath and then enthusiastically recounted the whole story.

Hmm, so you want to meet people from Heaven? No problem, their true forms aren't coming down anyway, it's a piece of cake!

Lucifer was well aware of his daughter's unrealistic dreams—wanting to redeem sinners? Haha, how naive! But that's precisely what makes his daughter so endearing.

However, what Shirley said next was rather shocking.

"What do you mean by a sinner who looks a lot like Jesus resurrecting hundreds of thousands of sinners with holy light?" Lucifer raised his voice several times higher.

—And then my precious daughter, Shirley, actually wants to work with such a thing?!

Wait, was that a six-winged angel? No, that can't be right. How could he not feel anything when an angel descended to earth?

And... a martyr? His name should be Tsurugi... Eri? Ugh... why does this name make me feel inexplicably angry?

"No, absolutely not!" Lucifer said resolutely, gritting his teeth, but still trying his best to remain calm.

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At this moment, Angel's senses were already very clear.

He broke through a layer of limitations and concealment that even he himself was unaware of, truly exposing himself and wandering in this hellish abyss.

He never imagined that this place would be so terrible.

Even just through memory, the omnipresent smell of sulfur mixed with rust was so nauseating that his soul suddenly could not adapt to this place, could not adapt to hell!

"Ugh!!!" Angel covered his mouth and dry heaved, and seeing his condition, Tsugumi patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Don't be nervous, this is normal at first. Your cleansed souls can't adapt to the environment of hell, so I personally suggest you stay here."

"Just like them."

Following the direction Tsurugi pointed, Angel saw hundreds of busy figures inside the church. They all looked like sinners, demons, and—exactly like Angel.

"You turned our souls into this state just to trap us?" Angel said bitterly.

"No, no, no, no, I told you, I only purified the sins in your souls." Tsuruga waved her hand.

"You feel uncomfortable simply because a pure soul would never be used to this place—would anyone like living in a cesspool?"