Devil Slave (Satan system)



"When I head that a Gladiator brought down an entire demon town to its knees, I thought he was going to be one monster of a man. Who knew that it would be someone so..." the girl with red hair looked at Lenny up and down and frowned, "weak!"

It was not until she had spoken did the octopus realize that its body had being used as a mat. 

Instantly, its tendrils rushed for the two standing on its head, but neither of them moved. it was as if the obvious attack rushing for them was a child threatening an adult with tickles. 

However, before the tendrils reached, the Red man raised a brow at the incoming attack, and that was it. 

*SLASH SLASH* SLASH* 

Lenny had heard the sound of blade dicing the Tendril very clearly, but seeing it was a totally different matter.

All he knew was that the man's hands had moved slightly. It was more of him changing the way his arms were folded over his chest to a more relaxed position. 

Lenny frowned at this. Even he had not seen the Red man move but he knew that he did. 

Meanwhile, the girl with Red hair just stared at him like she was looking at a gum that managed to stick under her most expensive shoe. 

"Riff!"

"Yes sister Agnes!" The Red Man answered.

"Hurry up, and make a god impression. I want to see what the land of milk and Honey looks like!"

"Yes sister Agnes!" Riff, the Red man answered. 

He suddenly raised a foot and this time around, Lenny had seen it clearly.

Sharp blades of air wrapped up in a ball seemed to gather under his feet, and then, he brought it down. 

it was like a whirlwind had just blown through. 

And then like a castle of Domino tiles falling to one piece at a time, diced chucks of the giant Octopus fell to the ground in a disorganized mess. 

In this manner, Lenny was also let go. 

He fell to the ground as he watched one careless attack from Riff totally destroy an opponent that had played carelessly with him. 

Blood, guts, innards fluids all poured about on the ground, some of which poured on Lenny.

From afar, it looked like a bowl of soup that had been well garnished with all sorts of meat chunks had just been spilled over.

Agnes and riff landed on the ground. 

However, the blood from the mutated beast did not even seem to stain the soles of their shoes. It was as if they were standing on water. 

Agnes still had her eyes on Lenny. "A gladiator still in the Lower demon ranks managed to destroy an entire town. I must say, Cuban is either too soft or too stupid!"

She turned once more to Riff, "Riff!"

"Yes sister Agnes!"

"Dispose of this one too, he annoys my eyes."

"Yes! Sister Agnes!" Riff replied. And instantly, Lenny felt a sharp killing intent lock on him from every angle. 

It was as if every individual cell of his body suddenly had a thousand blades pointed at them with no way to move or escape. 

This feeling was one that was entirely foreign to lenny, and he had been in the face of death more times that he could care to remember. Even when facing the Giant Octopus, he had been able to activate his white flames. 

However, before Riff, even his sweat pores were afraid to express his fear by releasing sweat. 

All the survival instincts he was so proud of had instantly been rendered useless. 

Whether it was his physical form, or even his soul, it had all been instantly held in place. 

Lenny felt even his very thoughts freeze, unable to move or find a solution to escape his predicament. 

Even his heart seized in his chest.

In other words, his fate was sealed. At this moment, before this red man, Lenny was permitted one thing, and one thing only, and that was DEATH. 

All he could do was stay and receive it. 

Even though the Satan System blazed Alarms for him to escape again nd again, it was all fruitless. 

The image of Riff was suddenly magnified before Lenny's eyes. 

Every movement as Riff raised his hand a finger, many times amplified in his mind. 

Lenny had almost died many times, and at this point, he was not new to the feeling. 

But When Riff raised his hand, all Lenny felt, was emptiness. 

All he felt was void. 

At this point, even the ice cold coiling fingers of death would have felt a hundred times more comfortable for him to fall into.

But all he felt was the expanse of nothingness that was his insignificant self.

Like an ant finally grabbing the attention of a mountain. 

It was not that he did not exist, it was that his existence was insignificant. It was not worth even trash before Riff and yet Riff was now paying attention to him. 

Lenny's blood suddenly ran cold. He felt an incredible absence from the world. 

And in this absence that was to end him, he felt something stair within him. No, not stair. He felt it awaken. 

He could barely tell what it was, but if he was to guess, it was yet another existence that would consume him. 

In other words, whether externally, or internally, his complete annilation from reality was absolute. 

However, at this moment, a voice went out, "If you touch my Lenny, I will make sure even Hell cries at your funeral!"

Immediately the voice went out, all Lenny had been feeling instantly vanished. 

His soul that was ready to leave his body suddenly came back and his blood resumed flow as his heart started pumping again. 

Everything had happened in only a few seconds, but for Lenny, it might have been an Eternity.

Lenny could not help but cough up a mouth full of blood to the side. 

However, he still raised his head to see who had voiced up for him.

"Lady Vinegar?"