The Broken Bucky and the Visitor

Bucky had never seen Lucifer's original form, but he had actually seen quite a few of her subordinates in their original forms.

Of course, the main reason was that most of Lucifer's subordinates were a bunch of idiots—guys who revealed their true colors as soon as they got drunk.

But no matter what, as long as he was Lucifer's prey and bore her mark, those idiots would never dare touch him. So Bucky could tell that the place Lucifer came from must have had an extremely strict hierarchy.

Those in higher positions possessed supreme authority.

Following the logic that bigger meant stronger, even though he had never seen Lucifer's true form, Bucky had imagined more than once that the true form of this "woman" must be enormous and terrifying.

But he had never carefully imagined just how enormous she might be. And at this moment, he might have found something to use as a reference.

The gigantic, several-dozen-meter-tall, three-headed monster before him was strange and terrifying. It even reminded Bucky of the incarnations of evil gods in certain myths.

Compared to this enormous three-headed monster, the original forms of the "employees" inside Crimson Lips that he had seen before were like a tiny mountain facing a colossal mountain!

Fortunately, after this place suddenly became a land of magma, it was indeed unbearably hot—so hot that Bucky felt he would be roasted dry the next second. His sweat was frantically squeezed from his body, only to be instantly dried by the fiery air. This kept his hands and feet gripping the stool from slipping because of the sweat.

Although that seemed like a good thing, his stamina was still being consumed.

He had been living in prison for years, eating, sleeping, and beating his meat every day—beep!—and had practically become a