Devil Slave (Satan system)

"is he done!?" Crusher asked insect-B as she carried him from the ground.

"No!" But it seems like they have reached their peak in the battle."

Crusher nodded, "hmmm, to think we got caught because of the smell of cum from your mouth. Hahahaha!!!" he laughed at himself a bit.

insect-B looked at him puzzled. She did not understand what was so funny, but then again, many of the things crusher did, did not make sense to her.

Crusher had strength equivalent to a Gladiator in the A class. With his strong adaptation abilities, he was already starting to heal.

After a while, the sounds of hitting walls had stopped, but the sounds of stabbing could still be heard.

It was accompanied by the sounds of slashing and even the whistling if a familiar tone.

"Let's go!" insect-B invited Crusher, but he declined.

He could still hear the slashing and cutting sounds and did not want to risk it. After all, this was a demon they were up against.

"Can't you hear?" She turned to Crusher, "he is whistling."

insect-B had not known Lenny for a long time, but she had picked up on some of his subtle habits.

She helped Crusher up and the two of them carefully approached the sight of the battle.

The cave walls in this place had been destroyed.

The air smelt like a subtle mixture of burnt meat and pungent blood.

Crusher turned to insect-B, and her to him.

They could both see the same look of curiosity in each other's eyes.

They moved forward and then they saw it.

Subtle white flames still burned around the place. No doubt from Lenny.

Lenny whistled a harmonic tone as he sliced into Potty's body with the pincer in his hands.

Although his body had started the healing process, his face and body was still half burnt from the acid spit.

With the way he dug into Potty, he looked like a zombie greedy for flesh.

potty was a demon and his meat was hard, but Lenny was starting to get the hang of it.

Lenny finally broke through the dead demon's rib cage.

The inner anotomy of a demon was slightly different from that of a human, but with Lenny's vast knowledge of organs and their functions, it was not hard for him to figure out what was what.

He finally located the heart.

Lenny smiled as he reached for it and plugged it out of Potty's Chest like he was getting an apple.

The Satan system had said that he needed to consume the heart blood.

Lenny lifted the heart above his mouth, and then he squeezed hard.

The blood flowed into his mouth like a running tap and it went straight into his throat, bathing his face and the rest of his body in the process.

Crusher saw this and swallowed hard. This was not in hunger to join Lenny, but in fear of him.

Lenny had done the impossible. He had killed a demon.

Of course, Crusher had seen Lenny kill the Chimera ant queen, but that was different.

In his mind, he only saw her as nothing more than a bug.

Potty was different. He was a demon of the F class.

That was the foundational class that all Gladiators passed through.

Crusher was no exception.

And just like all that passed through the F class, he feared this demon.

This was a crested fear stamped in his heart from the moment he could recognize his hands as tools to ensure his survival.

In this isolated world of there's, demons were not just their keepers, they were something else entirely.

They were their gods.

From the will of the demons they ate, slept, fought and even mated.

It was all to please their ever unpleased masters.

They suffered day and night. So much so that suffering had become their daily bread.

From when the heavenly chosen were taken away, their fates had been sealed.

Sealed long before their births. Sealed to suffer because of the sins of their forefathers that they had practically never met.

They had inherited the sins of men and women long before the establishment of their innocent minds onto the world.

How was it their fault?

How were they the ones to blame?

And lastly, to whom do they complain to?

To whom do they say their prayers?

Was it to the gods of old or to the heavens that had abandoned them to suffer the pleasures of their new evil masters or it was to the masters that enjoyed the feel of their flesh stuck in between their teeth?

Their destiny from birth was suffering and it was also to end in suffering.

However, Lenny had appeared.

Like a a rainbow after the storm, he had appeared.

Crusher looked at Leeny and a few drops of tears strolled down his cheeks.

What he saw was not a monster, but a saviour.

What he saw, was man kinds savior.

One look at Lenny and he understood.

For one to conquer monsters, he must become one himself.

On the spot, Crusher made a decision to give all he could, even if it meant his own flesh just to see Lenny punish these disillusioned gods.

Crusher suddenly looked to the sky as he tried to hold back his tears of joy, "Hahahaha!!!"

He laughed widely, he raised one of his hands to the sky, his middle finger in the air.

"Demons of the fucking Arena, we are coming to fuck you BASTARDS up!"

Lenny turned in Crusher's direction the moment he heard his words.

Lenny gave him a smile.

With the blood pouring out of his mouth through the gaps in his jaw, he smiled a broad smile.

And then it turned into full blown laughter.

At this point, Lenny head some alerts from the system.

<Congratulations on Revenge against Potty the Demon. Reminant Soul of F999 thanks you>

<Reminant Soul has gifted +100 Agility>

<Congratulations+200 points to stamina>

<Congratulations +300 points to strength>

<Congratulations...

<Congratulations...

<Congratulations...

Again and again, the alearts kept on pouring in.

<Congratulations, you have consumed the heart Blood of a demon>

<Enough energy to digest the remaining power from Lucifer Morningstar's blood. Digestion in progress>

Lenny was a bit surprised by the first alert, but he understood F999 feelings.

Lenny suddenly felt his entire body Surg with strength.

His torn muscles and flesh made a rapid heal before the very eyes of Crusher and Insect-B, and before any one knew it, he had totally been healed, but that was not all.

His Magic points also increased, his strength and others stats also increased.

And then he heard another alert.

<Congratulations, Rank promoted: Lesser Demon Rank 2>

Lenny smiled at this. Once more, he had grown stronger and better.

However, looking at the Rank made him suddenly develop questions and so he asked the system.

"System, how many Demon ranks are there?"

<Sorry: I'm not yet allowed to give you that answer, as it might tamper with the vision of your growth. However, I can tell you this. There are six ranks in the Lesser Demon level. After which there are also six in the Deep demon level which is the level after the Lesser Demon Level.>

Lenny frowned. This was not the answer he was expecting, but nevertheless, he still wanted to push a bit.

"What level is there after the Deep demon level?"

<Hold on! Checking strength parameters before answer.~~~~>

<Parameters checked: Host is strong enough to receive this answer. After the Deep demon level is the Great demon level>

Lenny nodded at this. He could tell that he still had a long way to go before he avenges his master.

The good news was that he had climbed and was now in the Lesser demon ranks.

He still had four more to go and even more before he could face Cuban who was the owner of the Arena.

Lenny burst into sudden laughter.

Looking down on the messy corpse that was Potty, he could not help but think of how much fun this was going to be.

"Truly, the edge of the blade is the most interesting Dance floor!"

He stood up from the corpse. He had already eaten the most important part. He did not mind the rest being left to insect-B.

"Clean this up."

insect-B nodded as she waved her hands and chimera ants for cleaning suddenly appeared from caves.

"Wait!" Crusher stopped her.

"I have a better idea!" He smiled.

Lenny did not ask what it was. Then again, he did not care.

After all, Potty's corpse was his left over.

"In case another Demon should visit, inform me as soon as possible!"

Lenny ordered.

insect-B nodded as she waved her hand and an insect the size of a mosquitoe climbed into Lenny's body and dug itself into Lenny's skin under his neck.

This was how Lenny knew that Potty had visited and rushed over immediately.

Lenny calculated how long it had been since he came down.

He frowned.

It was almost time for the Order of Gladiator'd meeting.

He had to hurry up and get back to the Arena.

After all, he had revenge to carry out on the order.