I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

Allen was slightly surprised.

Flavor smiled and said, "Let's play a game, Beelzebub. If Ana can see through my identity, the game is over. Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you, this is the new demon name I gave you—Beelzebub."

“…I am Peng Li Allen!”

“No, now, I am Penny Allen.” Flavor reverted to his borrowed form.

……

Afterwards, Flavor, disguised as Penry Allen, took Ana back to Eisen.

The real Perry Allen became a progenitor of the demon race, secretly trained and raised by the Celestial Dragons.

Most of the demons on Tianlong Star who were raised like livestock were very weak and lacked the potential to become strong. However, Peng Li Allen, who became the progenitor of the demon race, was different.

He is determined and motivated.

He is similar to the progenitor of the demon race born in the demon race liberation plan, and can help Celestial Dragon scientists conduct experiments and refine data.

Day after day, as he cooperated with the experiments, Peng Li Allen displayed extraordinary talent from his demon bloodline. His talent was already quite strong, and he was about to ignite the flame with his body and become the progenitor of the demon race when he was overtaken by his bloodline ability.

So, two lamps were lit over two years.

He endured humiliation and hardship, and worked tirelessly in all the experiments. The only thing that sustained his belief was the video of Ana's growth that was occasionally transmitted back to him.

Although Ana always happily calls a fake Perry Allen "father" in the video, he firmly believes that one day he can win back his daughter.

until a certain day.

Among the first batch of children of the direct bloodline demon race nurtured by his blood, the first demon girl born learned to speak.

"Father, Father..."

The baby's tender cries reminded him of when Ana had just learned to speak.

This is my daughter too.

Let me give you a name.

“Pengli...Yana?”

He smiled and picked up the baby girl, who smiled in his arms, but his smile gradually froze.

The demon's horns are positioned on the side of its face.

Why would I treat her like a daughter?!

He touched his horn blankly, then quickly put Yana down and returned to his room.

The reflection in the mirror was both strange and familiar. With a wave of my arm, a dense, demonic power spread, filling the entire room with darkness!

“Peng Li Allen?”

"No, I am... Beelzebub?"

Chapter 249 A Manipulated Life

If Peng Li Allen's first breakdown was when he discovered his daughter didn't recognize him...

The second breakdown came when he realized he could no longer recognize himself, and even took it for granted that the demon children were his own children.

The third breakdown occurred when he realized that his forbearance and efforts were worthless in the face of the Celestial Dragons' power and that he could not change anything!

With the two-year deadline approaching, Peng Li Allen, increasingly terrified of becoming accustomed to his demonic identity, launched a thunderous attack on the experimental base.

However, they were easily suppressed.

He met Vlavo again, this time pretending to be Vlavo who had spent two years with Ana.

"It seems you've already conceded defeat in our game?" Flavor asked him.

Beelzebub, covered in wounds, hung his head.

"Please let Ana go. You've lived with her for two years. You should know that she's just a simple and kind girl... Please."

“Sure,” Flavor replied readily.

Beelzebub looked up in surprise.

“After all, it’s been two years. Even raising a cat or dog would make me attached,” Flavor said. “Besides, your improvement has pleased the God General. We’re in dire need of a spy to infiltrate the demon race. If you…”

"I can! As long as you let Ana go, I can become your spy!"

“Don’t rush,” Flavor said. “If the demons were so easy to infiltrate, they would have been riddled with holes by now. You must first do something that will ensure no demon will suspect you.”

"……what?"

"Slaughter...Aisen Planet!"

"……What?!"

Flavor laughed and said, "It's all because of your capable father. In two years, all his arrangements in the Western Universe Sea have been cleared out, but on Eisen Star, I can't find anything. I even got scolded by the God General for it."

"That's not that bad... I can try to persuade my father, let me talk to him to give up!"

Two years later, Beelzebub met the emaciated Penri Is. Is knew about Beelzebub's condition, and the father and son had a conversation. When Beelzebub left, his face was very pale.

His father had become paranoid to the point of madness, or rather, he had been driven insane by torture and memory reading.

He just keeps repeating the same thing: "The Celestial Dragons wouldn't dare! The Celestial Dragons wouldn't dare!"

Why wouldn't I dare?

Only Beelzebub dared not.

But Flavor quickly obtained a Devil Fruit, tempting him like a devil: "This is a precious Time-type Forget-Forget Fruit, which can make time forget what happened before."

"When a Devil Fruit user reaches a certain level, it can allow you to regress from the progenitor of the demon race back to a normal human. I plan to give it to Ana, so that perhaps one day you and your father can be reunited?"

"Besides, slaughter is not star slaughter. I just need you to scare Pengli Aesop."

Okay, let's play another game. I'll take Ana and run away, and you chase after us, slaughtering everyone in the towns we pass through. The game ends whether you catch me or Pengli Aesop obediently reveals his plan.

In all things considered, you'd only slaughter three to five towns at most. In the vastness of space, battles between kings often result in the deaths of millions of innocent people—it's all too common.

Beelzebub remained silent, as if he had a premonition that what lay ahead was a bottomless abyss.

But Fravo then added, "If even this doesn't work, I'll have to watch little Ana undergo the reconstructive surgery with a heavy heart."

Beelzebub gave a bitter smile.

……

"Later I learned that my father had not made any arrangements on Eisen Star at all; what had been cleared out in the previous two years was all of it."

On the desolate planet, Beelzebub emerged from a massive crater, the fist-shaped mark branded on his chest slowly healing. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at Figo, saying, "He lied to save his life. When I slaughtered the first town, he told the Celestial Dragons the truth, but they didn't believe him."

The two Celestial Dragons responsible for guarding their father had already had part of their intelligence secretly borrowed by Flavo, losing their ability to make sufficient judgments.

One city, two cities. My desperate father had long since committed suicide, but I was unaware of it. While I was desperately chasing after Vlavo, I was still hoping that my father would reveal the truth and stop the killing.

The slaughter stained my eyes red; even the demon race has a bloodthirsty streak. When I suddenly realized this, it was too late to turn back.

"So you've chosen to go along with this mistake?" Figo walked towards him, clenching his fist.

boom--

The two fists collided again.

……

The massacre on Eisen Star instantly brought the name of Beelzebub, the progenitor of the demon race, to the forefront of the star system. Flavo, on the other hand, was sent back to Tianlong Star for punishment due to his unauthorized and excessive actions. The Celestial Dragon general had only intended to massacre one or two cities and infiltrate Beelzebub, the spy, into the demon race.

I didn't expect it to cause such a big commotion.

Over the next decade or so, Beelzebub grew stronger and stronger under the 'pursuit' of the Celestial Dragons, and was gradually recognized as one of the other two progenitors.

As his children grew up, he also gained followers who came to serve him, but in secret, his connection with the Celestial Dragons was never severed.

He remains 'human nature'.

He continued to act as a spy for the Celestial Dragons.

He felt that this was a form of atonement. He believed that if he could inflict the same number of deaths and injuries on the demon race, even if it couldn't make up for his sins, it would at least give him some comfort.

Of course, this was also for Ana's sake.

So when he found a promising talent among his subordinates, he would deliberately send them on difficult missions to their deaths.

After several attempts, some clues were revealed, and the subordinates began to have doubts and gossip. But just then, it was suddenly revealed that the elite demon race who had sacrificed themselves earlier had inadvertently ruined a long-planned conspiracy by the Celestial Dragons.

Then, a series of coincidences occurred!

This situation gave Beelzebub a sense of familiarity, and his feeling was soon confirmed.

"Moshi Moshi, Beelzebub, an old friend has arrived. From now on, I will be in charge of contacting you on the Celestial Dragons' side. Aren't you happy?"

"Blue Flavor! What?! How could the Celestial Dragons still employ someone like you?!"

"Oh, the way you're saying it, it's as if I was the one who slaughtered Eisen, not you."

Beelzebub fell silent instantly.

“Besides, you’re such an incompetent spy. Without my cooperation, you would have been exposed. Wouldn’t that ‘price’ have been wasted?” Flavor laughed.

Beelzebub's hand holding the Den Den Mushi trembled slightly.

"Oh, and also, you must have not seen Ana for a long time. Our daughter has really grown into a great beauty, but she seems to be having a hard time lately. Someone has their eye on her Devil Fruit ability. Can you handle it?"

“…Bastard! Blue Fravor! Only you, only you, one day I will kill you!”

Beelzebub angrily hung up the Den Den Mushi.

After a long silence, he walked out of the secret room.

"Have Ayato come to me."

Similar things keep happening.

Flavor's tone was always flippant and irritating.

“Oh? Because of those ‘coincidences,’ rumors that you are good at predicting have spread? That’s quite interesting, Beelzebub.”

"Haha, don't hang up yet. I have good news for you. I've secured the only L4 access level in the Demon Hunter Guild for you, the highest level. You can use it to find out Ana's location and current situation... One of the three progenitors of the demon race is the highest-ranking demon hunter. Interesting, isn't it?"

"..."

"Hey, how did Ato die? Wasn't this your favorite son? You always refused when I asked you to send him to his death. Gaston Figo, who appeared next to our daughter this time, seems a bit too strong, doesn't he?"