Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 506 Deep Demon Rank

<Congratulations Host. Required points reached for advancement>

<Core formation is in process...>

<For the core formation process of the deep Demon level, Host is advised to not move as much as possible>

This was good news for Lenny, but at the same time, it was terrible news for his situation.

After all, he was currently in the middle of trees with no leaves but branches that looked like giant hammers.

These trees were known as Crusher Floral.

They lived in a cluster. Their branches, which looked like spikes on their bodies, stretched wild into the air and all over their bodies.

These millions of Hammer spikes were used for one thing and one thing only, and that was food.

These trees were very sensitive to movements, and it was only by accident that Lenny found himself rushing into their midst.

Once one had been aroused by movement, it would hammer in that direction, and all the others would immediately start to hammer around.

Lenny had rushed into this cluster because of the colony of giant red ants the size of tanks that were after him.

At the moment, his clothes had become rags, torn at different points, and his skin was kissed by sharp cuts that made his torn clothes stick to his body with the glue that was his dried blood.

One look at him, and anyone would think that it was these giant red ants that made the cuts on his skin.

However, it was not.

Lenny had made those cuts by himself.

Once more, Lenny waved his hands as he used a long, curvy knife to cut into his flesh.

The moment the blood poured out, he waved his hands again as his blood flowed in the air, controlled by his will. It danced like ethereal smoke, and then he sent it off like a blade.

The cut was precise, directly cutting into the neck of one of the ants.

Although it did not cut it off, it was enough to destabilize it, and the ant, in its stagger, slammed against one of the trees.

Naturally, the hammering began.

The force these trees were packing was enough to crush the strong, hard shells of the ants, which were even more capable of crushing a tank with ease.

Although the trees had started their frantic smash about the place, Lenny still rushed through the cluster of trees, smiling.

He displayed incredible acrobatic skills, dodging through the branches as fast as he could.

He was very fast and managed to make it out of the forest with only a couple trees smacking into him.

The moment he was out, he coughed out some blood, but he did not dilly-dally.

This place was also not so safe. The ecology of this place was one that stated, 'One man's trash is another's gold.'

There were creatures waiting out of the forest that were willing to chop him up for dinner.

Through their scaly abode as giant crocodiles, he managed to make it to the end.

Up the mountain, he climbed as quickly as possible, ensuring to hide his presence as much as he could until he finally made it to a particular cave on the walls.

This cave was not large, and it was just the size that allowed him to crawl in. It had belonged to a creature-like worm that tried to eat him a few days ago.

Lenny had killed the worm and taken its abode for himself.

This was how it worked in this world.

The strongest survived, and the weakest was food.

He waved his hands as he spread some liquid to mask his scent around the entrance before he got in.

With another wave of his hand, he used a stone the color of the earth to seal the mountain shut.

It was totally dark inside the hole, but he was finally calm as his tensed muscles relaxed a bit.

lenny sighed. Once more, he had lost a lot of blood.

It was not his fault. It was just that he had no choice. The weapons he had access to from the system were not cutting it, and he did not meet certain requirements for having stronger weapons.

One of them was to have killed five thousand creatures of the same species.

However, his blood proved to be most useful.

Then again, the loss of blood was a deadly combo for his mind and body, making him turn pale and effectively weakening him in the process.

It could not be helped.

As Lenny had his short rest, allowing the Satanic system to increase his power, he could not help but remember when it all started after Duncan dumped him in this crazy world.

In only the first hour, he had killed over two hundred giant creatures, and many more had died by the next twenty-four hours.

Lenny was very strong, and his stamina was overwhelming; however, he learned firsthand that ants, if plenty enough, could bring down an elephant.

Especially because everything in this world is in a constant state of hunger and change.

Even those who had just eaten were never satisfied, killing and storing for another day.

Lenny had no choice but to run for his life.

However, as he killed, he was able to constantly gather points from the creatures, and twice, he was able to consume a core.

Although he was not able to absorb their souls, as that needed magic points to achieve, he was still able to cause many of them significant pain.

He acquired poisons and acid mixtures that allowed him to hurt other creatures, therefore exciting his growth in power.

Those points had been but a drop in the bucket.

However, as the saying goes, little drops of water will always make a mighty ocean.

Those points had accumulated enough for him to finally advance into the deep demon-level realm.

Since Lenny had been here until this point, it had been exactly two hundred days.

This was a subplane. A day on the eighth earth was...