Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 650 King Solomon's Inheritance

Now, Lenny was even more skeptical than ever. but it did not stop him from being curious.

Ella did not allow him to guess too much and explained.

"Weaving runes in this world does not work. But that's because runes, even soul runes cannot operate in this world. The foundation of the Nether was made with something else. It is the same thing that powers this castle. considering you now dabble in runes, I am sure that you might have at least heard of it. It is called Shadow Runes."

On hearing that, lenny's facial expression betrayed his thoughts.

"Ah! I see that you have heard about them before. Good! it will make it much more easier.

They are only a hand full of people to have ever used Shadow runes, and each one of them was great figure in his own right, shaking the world and having their names echo through time; Ghenkis Khan the Conqueror, Alexander the Great, King Solomon the Wise. Each one of them had their legends echoing through the nine earths. And some like king Solomon had their stories studied by scholars of the Underworld."

"This method of Rune carving that you speak of, how can you expect that I, a half-born will be capable of it? Besides, if such a thing was of the nether, why should I be able to do it?" Lenny asked questions intentionally feigning ignorance about Shadow Runes, knowing fully well that from the moment he was able to weave runes, he accidentally made Shadow Runes.

"Its simple really..." she paused a bit as she got closer to him, "...it is simply my intuition."

"Intuition!?" lenny could not help but chuckle a bit. "So you based your entire assumption and plan for the future on Intuition? I'm sure you get this a lot," Lenny chuckled, "...You are bunkers. Yes! You are. The nether realm has turned your common sense to..."

*POW!*

She landed a punch on his face. Lenny spat out some blood to the side.

"That will be enough from you."

Ella then turned to Athena, "and you, the living prodigy of that Bitch Minnie," Ella squatted low and pulled her close, her hand running through Athena's head. "You know, I haven't had fun in a while..."

Surprisingly, Ella pulled her into a kiss, digging her tongue into Athena's mouth, with one hand, cupping Athena's breast.

However, Athena did not like the invasion of privacy and bit Ella's lip.

*POW!*

Ella smacked her in the face. "You are a feisty one, but don't worry; with a little training, you will be all over me like white on rice."

Ella turned to lenny, "but first, you have work to do."

She waved her hands, and then the castle floor glowed in a low, dark light, forming the symbol of a shadow rune that occupied the entire room.

And then, at the center of the rune, the ground opened up like a Rubic's cube unfolding itself.

Instinctively, Lenny and Athena backed away a bit.

The castle floor opened up, revealing deep within.

Athena grabbed Lenny by the neck to the edge of the opened space and pointed below.

Lenny at first, struggled defiantly, but the moment he looked below, he paused.

Lenny was absolutely speechless at what he saw.

This was practically a giant ball of yarn the size of a house.

However, this ball of yarn was not made of rubber or strings but rather Runes. Black Runes twisted and turned about it. It was as if the giant ropes of black runes were like a gathering of snakes snaking about on each other in an attempt to protect something within.

This giant ball of runes gave an eerie feeling to anyone that gazed upon it, and yet, even as it did, it looked incredibly beautiful.

Every stroke, every curve, and every line that made up the different runes was nothing like Lenny had ever seen. Lenny could not help but feel that the making of this ball of runes would take many hundreds of thousands of years to comprehend just one stroke of their wonderfulness.

As he gazed upon it, he could not help but feel a pull towards it. It was as if this ball of shadow runes were calling to him. And yet, the more he looked at it, the more he felt his soul being lost to it.

His consciousness was being sucked in.

As he was, Lenny knew that he could not possibly understand the incredible complexities that made up something so beautiful and yet so foreign; all he could do was concentrate on one symbol.

No! It was the symbol calling to him. It seemed to get bigger before his eyes, as if to suck him in.

Ella holding him by the neck, could see that Lenny's eyes were drawn to one spot. Also, that particular rune got bigger and brighter.

All of a sudden, Lenny heard a low boom that came from his mind. It was as if a particular obstruction within his brain had been forced open.

Little trinkets of blood fell from his nose, but his eyes did not leave that rune. Soon, blood also started to fall from his ears and then from his mouth.

As it did, he continued to hear mini explosions in his mind; again and again they sparked loudly.

However, Lenny's eyes did not leave the rune, and it too shone in response.

All of a sudden, Lenny felt his mind pulled into the rune.

The world around him suddenly changed. He was no longer in the Castle of the Accords and yet he was still in a castle.

The only difference was that this castle was not made of bones but rather of brick. It was beautiful on all sides, adorned with precious stones on even the curtains that formed blinds for the windows.

Almost every direction Lenny looked had a shine of precious stones.

But there was more. The room was made bright with balls of runes that floated above his head. They were chandeliers, but they were all made from runes...