Surviving the Apocalypse: All I Want Is to Find a Husband-Chapter 243: The Battleground (3)

Medeia had lost count of how many times she stabbed the demons with her dagger. None of them could escape, the moment they tried to cross the door, the runes would immediately burn their feet.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and floor that were already covered in thick layers of dust and filth.

The place had been disgusting to begin with, but now the stench was unbearable, even Medeia could barely stand being in that room a second longer.

The clock kept ticking. Maybe she had only been down there for ten minutes, but she had already killed dozens of demons.

Just as she expected, the wings gave her a major advantage. However, because the system had reduced her strength by 15%, she couldn’t afford to waste too much energy, especially not before the real challenge arrived.

"You’re the last one," Medeia muttered as she pulled her dagger from a corpse’s chest. She narrowed her eyes at the demon possessing Tian’s father. "I know you’re the leader her, probably someone trusted by Satan himself. So tell me, do you have a specific reason for coming here?"

He had known the consequences for a long time. He knew that if he came to this place, he would suffer pain that would never fade, not even after years.

So Medeia couldn’t help but wonder, what made him come here despite knowing what was ahead?

"I should be the one asking that," the demon said with a smile. "Aren’t you the one who trusts that man and follows what he says? Aren’t you afraid he might stab you in the back?"

Medeia let out a soft laugh, her voice echoing in the empty chamber. "Bold of you to assume I put my faith in a mere human. Do I believe he won’t kill me? Yes. But am I sure he has no hidden intentions? No, absolutely not."

Humans were, after all, the worst kind of creatures. They could offer someone a glass of water with a smile and, in the next second, plunge a dagger straight into their heart.

The human heart was the most complex thing in the world. Even after all these years of watching people with rotten souls, Medeia still found their hearts too complicated to understand on a basic level.

"But I can tell your son is nothing like you," she said, circling the demon slowly, her gaze sharp like an eagle ready to strike a helpless mouse. "He may not be kind, but at least he’s not as rotten as you."

Truthfully, Medeia still couldn’t believe that Tian had asked her to come down here just to kill his father.

Still, no matter what his reasons were, she was confident he wouldn’t dare try anything against her.

Even if he hadn’t said it outright, Tian had indirectly revealed his weakness to her, something she could use to ensure he never crossed the line.

Ren was the key to Tian’s loyalty. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

As long as she provided safety and comfort for them, Tian would never dare to betray her.

"Son? He’s not my son," the demon sneered. "Remember, his father is already dead."

"Alright, enough about him. I asked you a question earlier," Medeia said, stopping in her tracks. "Why did you come here?"

The demon smiled, revealing his rotting teeth. "Didn’t you say you’re the Demon Queen? If that’s true, then you should know that we, the underlings, were never given the right to refuse an order."

Medeia tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand. "You’re right," she said, taking a deep breath. "I shouldn’t have asked that."

Even if the orders were cruel or senseless, even if they only brought pain and suffering, they still had no right to disobey. It was unfair, but demons only bowed to power.

"But I think ... deep down, you were waiting for this," Medeia said. "This ... this is the kind of freedom you wanted, isn’t it?"

Maybe the other demons had only been told fragments of the truth by their Lord, but someone like him, someone who clearly trusted by the Lord, he must’ve known more.

He didn’t just know that he’d be freed, he also knew how Medeia would do it.

He wasn’t holding onto false hope. He’d accepted the truth, even if it was cruel.

Among all the others, he was the only one who truly waited for this day to come.

It showed in the way he stayed calm, not even flinching as she cut down the rest of his comrades. He didn’t struggle. He didn’t beg. He simply waited.

He had no more masks to wear.

He reminded Medeia of how she used to be, silently hoping someone would kill her, just to free her from the chains wrapped around her neck.

"But, don’t you think the price of your freedom is too high?" Medeia asked. "You stole someone’s life. You shattered a family."

The demon scoffed. "Stole someone’s life? No, I didn’t. He gave it willingly, with full awareness of what it meant. He knew the consequences, and still chose to offer it to our Lord."

"That’s why you can’t say I stole his life. I simply took the offering placed in front of me," he said with a sneer. "Nothing more."

Medeia nodded, smiling faintly. "You’re right," she murmured. "I forgot ... sometimes, we really are no better than starving dogs."

In hell, it was rare to find anything worth craving. So when something delicious appeared, demons would crawl out from the deepest abyss to claim it, no matter the cost.

"I’ll ask one last time," Medeia said, twirling the dagger in her hand, the blade now pointing toward him. "What happens after I kill you?"

The demon shrugged. "Why don’t you find out for yourself?"

Before Medeia could say anything, he suddenly used his telekinesis to snatch the dagger from her hand.

In truth, she didn’t really try to hold onto it. She let it slip through her fingers because she had already guessed what the demon intended to do with it.

She covered her face with her wings as the dagger pierced through the demon’s throat, cutting all the way to the back, leaving him no chance to regenerate.

Blood splattered onto her wings, and the unbearable stench immediately filled the room.

The demon’s dark-colored blood slowly flowed toward the center of the chamber, causing Medeia to take a few careful steps back.

[Congratulations, You Have Completed a Quest: Hell’s Gate Battleground.]