Devil Slave (Satan system)



However, at this time, there was suddenly a familiar but unexpected voice that suddenly happened directly behind Lenny.

It was Minnie.

"But I bet you are good meat." With incredible precision and nevertheless, timing, her claws focused on the piercing of their target, shit for Lenny's back.

The aim was true, and Minnie had picked the most opportune time to attack when she assumed his nerves were calm.

This was the assumption, as Lenny was smiling and Insect-B had even called him Daddy as she ran to hug him.

There was also the fact that the fight had ended and Glenn, a very beautiful, naked woman, was before his eyes.

Essentially, aside from food, the aspects of pleasure were about Lenny, giving him every reason for his guard to be down.

His death was sure.

Minnie had woken up during the thundering in the sky. With her short-range teleportation abilities, it was easy for her to get back up the hill.

However, she had not immediately attacked.

Instead, she waited all through the time Glenn leaned in to kiss him.

After all, Lenny had still waved his hand to kill Glenn.

Even after Glenn kissed him, she still waited and confirmed that reaching him was possible with Insect-B before she rushed in for the kill.

Minnie attacked with knowledge that came from the assumption that Lenny was in his most relaxed state.

There was also the fact that Insect-B, his own daughter, was still holding him, which would naturally restrict his movements and make him careful.

This part was something that even Lenny could not control.

With all these things in place, he struck.

However, the moment her claws were about to pierce into his heart from his back, Lenny's body twisted as he faced Minnie with a smile on his face.

Instantly, her claws did not get him but pierced into Insect-B's body.

"Got you, BITCH!" Lenny grabbed the hand she had used to attack to hold her in place, and he waved his other hand as his katana appeared, straight for her head.

Minnie saw this.

Lenny was fast, but not so fast that she could not see the blade descending for her neck.

It's sharp, gleaming edge reflected under the newly appeared moonlight as the blade descended with the accuracy only one who had incredible experience with butchering could have.

In her head, she could already see the blade cleave off her head.

Previously, Lenny had used the hammer because he thought her skin would be as hard as that of hammer's, but it was not.

He was definitely not going to make the same mistake a second time.

With the way he grabbed her by the hand, there was no way she was going to escape.

This was especially true because of Lenny's tight grip.

Right now, her entire life flashed before her eyes.

Her intense struggle to acquire the power she now wielded so formidably and the incredible sacrifices she had made

Giving her body parts to different creatures of both the Nether and Demons, just so that she could quickly acquire power.I think you should take a look at

After all, not everyone could have an incredible bloodline blessing like Ciri did to retain her human form while practicing negative magic.

Images of her sisters, from when she found each of them and brought them into her abode, flashed.

The fun memories they had together, the sound of each and everyone's laughter, and their zeal to conquer this terrible and miserably broken world

The memory of also accepting this job from Cuban rushed into her head, and from the bottom of her heart, she felt a mixture of both regret and hate for Cuban and Domani.

They had told her that the hunt was going to be easy.

No, they had lied to her.

This person right here. He was not some ordinary gladiator.

He had technique, and he had incredible tenacity to survive much worse than a cockroach.

Maybe it was because, all the other times, she had been too occupied with other things to feel it.

But right now, an overwhelming rush of sadistic killing intent from Lenny washed over her, and in her heart, she saw Lady Death smiling at her through that smile on Lenny's face.

Her bony fingers hugged Lenny like he was a treasure she cherished and did not want to let go.

Yes, as that blade was only a few inches away, she could see it in a trance.

Lenny had the favor of Death herself. Much like a son, the favor of his mother

Fear untold overwhelmed her, pumping into her very soul an untapped zeal for survival as fast as the speed of light.

Death had come for her.

However, she did not want to. She did not want to die. She did not want to die here.

Minnie was not a fool.

Senior witches were said to be as strong as deep-level demons.

However, that was only true for magic power.

And it was only true if they managed to summon a hundred creatures from the nether realm in time.

As glamorous as the reputation was, Minnie knew the truth that her power was nothing like that of a deep-level demon.

If that blade were to hit, she would be instantly as dead as all her sisters.

With the way Lenny grabbed her, she knew that she could not teleport.

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That would just mean that she would take him with her, and therefore, the blade would still hit.

However, survivability has always been the breast milk that fed the relentless.

That untapped potential she had ignored rushed forth, and just when the blade was about to slice off her neck, she leaned out of it, abnormally forcing her muscles to dislocate and raise her shoulder to take the hit for her.

*SLASH!*

It was a clean hit.

One that her eyes followed steadily as the blade slowly cut through her skin, muscles, and then bones without so much as an interruption...

(Author's note: I was thinking of reducing the release rate. We have gone through the month, and we are still not close to 200 golden tickets. After we made 300 last month.... My feelings are hurt.)