Black Devil felt utterly refreshed after saying all that. Though it was a great pity she could not personally torment
Ash's Soul Body, if she could make Ash die in agony, it would still vent a little of her hatred.
Yet even then, Ash still did not react much. Black Devil could not help shaking him, and she sneered, "Don't tell me you think I won't do it?"
"It's not that I don't..." Ash hesitated for a moment, then said, "But you hate the Watcher more than Lysithea, don't you? Once the Watcher is revived, with your mental state, will you really still have the energy to pay attention to Lysithea?"
"This... Of course I will! However much I hate the Watcher, that's how much I hate Lysithea! The pain she brought me is no less than the Watcher's!"
"That's a little unreasonable. Lysithea hasn't even met you yet..."
"What reason is there to talk about?" Black Devil's tone was cold and sinister. "She hasn't met me, but I've always been watching her. Watching you care for her, watching her become the Empress, watching her gain happiness... Every day, I looked forward to your malignant Awakened, to you destroying her life, overturning her world, trampling her into the most Despairing, broken Doll! But you didn't. You actually didn't. How could you not? You're the Doomsday Watcher!"
"Anyone in the world can find happiness, except her! How am I different from her? Why does she get to live so well, while I can only be like a maggot in the mud underground, burned even by a single ray of sunlight shining in?"
"I want her to feel the pain I endured. I want her to become just like me." Black Devil's voice was hoarse, her pupils filled with bloodshot veins, the