Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 480 An all-I-can-eat buffet

"Lenny Tales, I never truly introduced myself to you, nor did I tell you which royal family I stand for, did I? I am Martin Servant of the House of Beelzebub. The Ruling House of Hunger and Gluttony, Head of the Flies, and the True heir to the throne of hell!"

As he said this, his body raised up to the sky, and all his limbs suddenly stretched out like it was rubber.

It extended in all directions, making Mr. Martin suddenly become what Lenny could only describe as a stick man.

<Name: Mr. Martin>

<Race: Mutated Human (Blessed by Gluttony)

<Level: 38>

<Rank: lesser demon (Rank 6)>

<Strength: 7100>

<Agility: 7200>

<HP: 7200/7200>

<Exp. 7000/7000>

/Abilities/

*Cellular control*

*Consume and Rebirth: restricted by level of power*

Lenny did not like what he saw when looking at Mr. Martin's stats. After all, the mutated human had the rank of a lesser demon in the 6th rank, but he possessed strength and other display stats that were in the Deep Demon rank.

It was not hard for Lenny to immediately attribute this to the 'Blessed by Gluttony' tag.

Suddenly, there was an attack launched from behind him.

Lenny dove to the side. His perception ability had helped him with the attack from behind.

Surprisingly, it was from one of the d*ck fingers he had cut before.

lenny frowned. He had not been expecting that.

"Pretty cool, right? I can control any cell that is in my body. including cells that have been cut off." Mr. Martin chuckled hard. One of the appendages that Lenny had sliced off suddenly dug into the wall.

To be precise, it dug into one of the people sewn to the wall.

And then a sickening sight occurred before his eyes. The appendage, according to what Lenny saw, sucked in the cells of one of the persons, literally devouring him to feel up the extension of the body that had been cut off.

"Shit!" Lenny cursed. He could not help but look about him, at the hundreds of people that had been sewn to the walls.

"These are not prisoners, they are fucking food!" he thought to himself.

Lenny sighed. Once more, the fact that he really needed his white flames was rearing its head again. After all, if he had them, he would have just flooded this mutated human with flames.

Lenny watched Mr. Martin closely as a range of ideas flooded his mind.

Lenny turned to Moses, "You guys should get out of here!"

Moses nodded and proceeded to the exit.

However, it was blocked by a towering figure.

This was the mutated human that had been the gatekeeper, the same one that Lenny had given a human hand to munch on as gate fee.

"Hehehe!!! It would seem that there is no place for you to?run!"Mr. Martin had a gleeful look on his face.

He did not rush to attack. There was no need to. He wanted to enjoy the look of despair on Lenny's face, knowing that all three of them were going to see their ends on the spot.

Lenny raised a brow at this. "RUN!? Are you fucking kidding me?" Lenny proceeded to tear his shirt open, revealing his well-cut and carved muscles.

He could already tell that this was going to be a very messy battle, and he wanted ease of movement as much as possible.

"Mr. Martin, I see you are very affiliated with 'Eating'. So I'm sure you'll understand when I say this." Lenny had a surprised expression on his face. "You mean to tell me that you are a sack of meat that I can infinitely chop down? It is practically an all-I-can-eat buffet, and you expect me to run?

I see that you are not familiar with the term 'trapped with the devil'."

"We will see about that."

Instantly, Lenny rushed at Martin, his two swords swiping down for a cut on the long, extended head.

However, this time around, Mr. Martin dodged, not by moving his body but by moving his face.

Lenny could literally see his head displace within his body.

The blade had hit, slicing off a good chunk of this opponent, but the wound instantly healed back.

"It's no use, you brute; I am infinite!" Mr. Martin's laughter echoed across the room.

However, Lenny did not stop. His blades kept on chopping and chopping, and at the same time, he made an effort to dodge every attack that was thrown at him.

Lenny had only been chopping for a few seconds, but his incredible mind could already foresee a problem that he did not want to admit to himself.

Killing this guy was actually going to be a lot of work.

Mr. Martin might not have been all that of an opponent, but this gluttony ability was very annoying.

Every time Lenny cut, he could not help but feel as if he was using a hatchet to cut into a giant block of butter.

Basically, it was an annoying process.

He had greatly improved in strength, and he was sure that at the rate that Martin absorbed those on the walls, he had enough stamina to outlast the moment.

In fact, it was one thing that he was sure that he could mostly outshine Mr. Martin.

After all, if there was no longer anyone to eat, cutting down would become actual cutting down.

But the problem was that he did not believe that he had enough time to drag on this fight and enjoy it the way he had wanted to.

The reason was not him, but them.

Lenny turned to see how Moses and Victor were fairing. It was not good.

The mutated giant had been slow when they met it outside the warehouse. However, it now moved like a cat trying to catch a mouse.

Moses had to drop Victor at a corner so that he could face the mutated human.

This was even worse because Moses was very injured.

With the stats on the beast that Lenny was seeing, Moses was going to be very dead soon...