Devil Slave (Satan system)



The Magistri took a deep look at Lenny, "pray to never meet with them."

Lenny nodded. However, he suddenly had questions. 

After all, when he was younger, he thought Devil's and Demons were the same. 

But here and now, he was seeing a difference.

"What exactly are devil's?" Lenny asked.

The Magistri shook his head, "aside from the fact that they use chaos magic and are unbridled creatures, I only know that they were once under the same master as demons."

"Master!?" 

"Yes! He is known as the first of the Fallen. However, something went wrong and now, the war between Demons and Devil's has never seized to stop."

Lenny nodded.

His eyes was once more drawn to the wild things below them.

Just then, he saw something that pulled his attention.

"Is that a...!?" Lenny paused to take a better look.

"Yes! It is a portal!" The Magistri nodded, "they appear from time to time, spitting out the abominable creatures."

"Hmmm!" 

The plane flew high and soon, Lenny could see a big dome in the distance.

It was just like the dome of their spring town.

However, it was much larger than that.

In fact, it was at least nine times the size of Spring town.

Along the way, Lenny asked the Magistri some more questions.

The other gladiators were surprised by the way the Lenny conversed with the Magistri.

After all, every one was aware of the kind of person that the magistri was.

He was a person incredible malice and discipline. Yet, Lenny was having a conversation with him, much like a student and a teacher having a conversation.

Some questions Lenny asked, he got answers to and some he did not.

Lenny learnt quite a lot.

For instance, he leant that the energy Demons used was not called energy, but Dark Magic.

It was Gladiators in their ignorance that termed it as Darkline energy.

Demons used Dark Magic and Devil's used chaos magic.

Demons although very violent, were far more organized beings and lived in groups, forming towns and cities.

Devils were chaotic beings of the outside world.

However, aside them, they were also others.

They were The corrupted.

These were demons that had been corrupted by the Chaos magic of the Devils.

This was one of the reasons humans were used to fight the battles for demons.

Somehow, human beings were rarely corrupted and so one of their many usefulness.

Aside Demons and Devil's, they were also other races.

The Magistri informed him of a few others.

They were the fallen, and also the children of the foreign gods.

The plane went through the dome into a large city. Lenny learnt that this was sthe only city in the area.

This city had four towns under it.

The ruler of this city was the person that Cuban referred to as the Governor.

Through the window, Lenny looked down below.

This looked like any Human city. It had high raised houses, skyscrapes, etcetera.

It was like humans were evacuated from the city for demons to live in it.

The plane landed gently and the Magistri led the Gladiators out.

Cuban had stayed in a separate sector of the plane different from where the half Borns stayed. After all, he was their master.

Chiron looked around the place.

This was post the apocalypse, and Lenny had expected to see the world in it's most ugly form.

However, this city reminded him of the cities in his former world.

Where the plane landed appeared to be an airport.

Although it was deserted, it still brought back memories.

Almost as immediately as their plane landed, another planes also landed.

This was also a Demon coming out of it's air craft.

Cuban Saw this demon and frowned tightly.

This demon looked like a person, except for the green skin and long green tail that reminded Lenny of a Snake.

Unlike Cuban, the humans that came out of it's plane crawled out on all fours.

There had chains around they necks like dogs.

Lenny noticed that their lips were also sealed shot with padlocks and chains that went through one side of the cheeks and out the other.

Lenny thought that the treatment that gladiators back home got was terrible.

 However, this demon genuinely treated human beings as animals.

"Cuban!" The demon called to Cuban on seeing him.

Cuban sighed lowly. Apparently, he was not ready for any conversation with this person. However, he turned to greet him.

"Basit, son of Crogo. It has been a long time."

Basit laughed widely, "yes it has. Almost a year since you last lost to me! What was it? A hundred half born females!?"

Hearing this made Cuban frowned some more.

Apparently, the memory of the loss was still a wound that was yet to heal.

This was many years past the apocalypse. Human population had droppedost significantly.

Losing a lot of females was nothing like losing a lot of males.

After all, with one male and many females, more could be produced in the Animal farms.

A loss of females was a significant blow.

Basit walked over to Cuban's gladiators.

"Hmmm, I see you still don't treat them right. What? You still too broke to buy the chains!?"

He giggled some more.

"Basit! If don't mind, I would rather you peeled your eyes from my stock," Basit warned, his Dark Magic oozing out slightly from his body.

"Oh!" Basit lifted his hands in surrender, "I was only taking a peak. You know, you always manage to breed really nice ones. I don't know what breeding techniques they taught you as a noble before they kicked your ass out, but it's really good." Basit licked his lips with his forked snake tongue. He was really enjoying getting on Cuban's nerves.

"I still enjoy some of the females from our last deal myself," he licked his shirt sharp claws, "really excellent meat quality."

The Dark Magic oozing out of Cuban's body suddenly became thicker. 

As his magic came out, so did Basit's Dark energy.

However, Basit's was Dark green in color.

Lenny as well as the other gladiators on both sides held their chest, coughing to the suffocation of the demon's magic pressure.

Cuban frowned tightly. It looked as if he was only moments away from breaking into a brawl.

However, a feminine voice was suddenly heard.

"You two had better calm the fuck down. you know the rules amongst Arena masters. No brawls unless it's with your stock. If you two have a problem, settle it in the Arena or with your damn produce."

The person that had just talked walked forward.

It was a female demon.

Her hair was like thick long ropes and were made of snakes.

She had a upper human body but a lower body of a snake.

Her privates were barely covered. However, Demon society had always been a shameless one.

"Lady Hanger!" Both Basit and Cuban seized their magic energy and greeted her politely.

Lady Hanger was also an Arena master. She had firm reputation and was a demon with a higher rank than both of them.

She was rank 4 of the Deep level demon realm.

She slithered forward towards both men. Behind her were two demons both of which were Medusa looking like her.

And behind them, were also her own stick of gladiators.

She took a look at Cuban and nodded, "congratulations on your advancement. It must not have been easy."

Cuban bowed once more, "thank you for your kind words lady Hanger."

It was obvious to Lenny that Lady Hanger and Cuban had a somewhat good relationship as opposed to Basit.

Seeing that they were getting chummy in front of him, Basit frowned and quickly spoke up.

"The arranged time to meet at the arena is still a distance away, and the others are yet to arrive. How about we wait with some entertainment, huh!?" His forked tongue wiggled in the air to his excitement.

Lady Hanger heard this and her smile showed her interest.

"Basit what exactly do you have in mind?" Lady Hanger asked.

"How about a little bet."

"Oh! A bet," Lady Hanger's smile got wider.

"I am sure we can afford to sacrifice at least one of our produce. You know, something in the lower class that won't affect the later competition much. Maybe the D or E class. What do you think?"

The conversation between the Arena masters was loud and clear for all to hear.

From their conversation so far, Lenny could tell that these people were like business tycoons with an unhealthy addiction for betting to suit their boredom Tendencies.

"What exactly will be the stakes!?" Lady Hanger asked.

"How about Two hundred half born females. Of course, these are tested females with at least two children to the reproduction capability." 

As Badit said this, his snake eyes turned and looked at the gladiators that Cuban had brought, licking his lips.

"Hmmm, that's very high. Even for you Basit, are you sure you can afford that much loss?"

Lady Hanger asked.

Basit smiled, "of course, but only if Cuban will join us."