Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 652 Stay Away From His Toy

Meanwhile, back in reality, on the Eighth Earth, there was trouble.

Vinegar had just had her limbs cut off. Her hands and legs were gone.

The pain that came with losing one's limbs was incredible. However, lady vinegar did not scream. The reason was because she having certain troubles of her own.

At the moment, within her head, Vine and Gar, although injured, were having an argument in front of a seal door. This door had the image of another woman. This woman had the same image, just like Vine and Gar, but was sealed.

"We should merge and get it over with!" Vine suggested, "We are not strong enough apart. But once we merge, we will be able to enter the Great Demon rank and bring hell to them!"

"No!" Gar immediately disagreed. "We have talked about this before, Vine. If we merge, we will both lose our sense of self and become another person. What if what we become does not love Lenny. This is a risk I do not want to take."

Vine sighed, massaging her temple. "Look out there! Clawed and Duncan are beating us badly; if we do not do something about it, not just us, but also the entire witch's territory is done for. We have already lost our hands and legs. Even with our limbs, we were no match for them. What do you think about now? It is true that if we merge, we will lose ourselves, but at the same time, it will still be us."

All of Governor Momoa's children were born in pairs. All of them except Vinegar. However, she was born with two souls that had different personalities in one body.

In fact, both women, Vine and Gar, were as different as possible. Each with their own unique wants, likes, dislikes, and habits.

Although the world did not know this, even her many brothers who courted her were not aware of it.?However, it was so.

But there was more. Lady Vinegar's siblings needed to physically merge together to become one and then enter the Great Demon realm.

Meanwhile, all that was necessary for lady Vinegar was for her two souls to merge to enter the great Demon realm.

However, this was something that neither of them were comfortable doing. They would rather share the body while keeping their individuality than merge for the possibility of creating a stronger person.

There were many who would see this as very foolish. An example was Basket face, her butler. However, such was the way of intelligent. Self-preservation came first for many.

While some like Duncan would have done anything it took to merge and grow in power, Lady Vinegar was different. Even now, when her life was at stake, she still contemplated doing it.

Meanwhile, the Undead commander had achieved what he came for. The undead Clawed pulled lady Vinegar by her hair on the ground. Her blood from her limbs stained the earth.

Although she was bleeding a lot, such a loss of blood was not enough to kill someone like her, who was already at the peak rank of the Deep demon realm.

"With this one, Momoa will comply with my demands!" The Undead commander chuckled lightly.

His goal was never to come and destroy the last human bastion. No, it was to get Lady Vinegar. In the game of power, every piece on the chess body could either even the playing field or help topple the opponent.

After all, even a pawn given the right opportunity can end a king.

Father Black had been watching the battle between Lady Vinegar and her dead brothers through a screen. He had watched how she had been badly beaten. This was a useful Ace that was being wasted.

The sight of them hauling her away made him frown.

A lab attendant suddenly ran up to him and whispered something into his ear.

"Finally, some good news!" he muttered. "And what about the core?" he inquired.

"We need only ten more minutes, sir."

"Ten more minutes!? That's a lot."

Father Black was a war veteran from before the apocalypse. He had engaged in incredible, gruesome battles and knew more than anyone how vital or life-changing one minute in a fight could become.

Then again, he was currently in a good mood. Even though the army of the undead was at their doorstep, he was in a very good mood. It was so good that he even ordered some coffee as he relaxed into a chair and continued observing the battle as it progressed.

Crusher, Scarface, Elder Zod and Elder Isiah were not so far from him.

They could clearly see that his mood had changed.

They did not know why, but it was not hard to know that Father Black was suddenly in a good mood.

"Tell Nikky to only use half of the barrels with her and not stress herself too much." Father Black suddenly ordered.

That order further took the men by surprise.

After all, were they not supposed to give it their all in the fight?

Perseus walked into the room, having done his own task, and was also surprised by Father Black's mood.

It was as if the old man wanted to whistle out his joy.

"Is he alright?" Perseus asked.

Just then, a voice answered from behind. "Don't worry about him; he is perfectly okay. He is just excited because of what is about to happen next."

The voice that had answered was a light one. A voice that had not appeared throughout the meeting.

All of them turned around. It was none other than Allison.

Like the others that day in the City of Milk and honey, she had been whisked away.

She was a member of the Iron Back Werewolves and an heir at that. However, upon coming here, she refused to go back home. After all, Cuban had been going on a quest to conquer all territories that had been ruled by Mr. Augustus.

This naturally included her territory and its people.

Then again, she had already imprinted on another. There was practically no reason for her to leave...