Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 475 Chief Martin's territory

Lenny's words sank into Victor's ear, prompting him to shut up.

Victor listened quietly as Lenny berated him again and again.

Victor knew that those words were exactly what he needed to hear, the problem was that no one was going to tell them to him.

Moses was his guardian but also doubled with the identity of a guard of the city.

His aunt Sam was rarely seen and was mostly busy in her lab, working day and night for the good of the city.

And even Curtin was too busy enjoying his own life and frustrating Victor's to care.

Basically, every single person around him fed him the fantasy, not the reality that he needed to see.

At this moment, Victor could not hold it any longer.

Tears suddenly fell from his eyes. The pain from his cut-off leg now looked nonexistent compared to the pain from his heart.

Wait a minute!

He suddenly looked at his leg, and so did Lenny and Moses.

Lenny raised a brow at this. To their surprise, the cut-off leg grew slowly, like the limb of a reptile, right before their eyes.

"Interesting!" Lenny commented as he used Appraiser on Victor.

He could not help but massage his jaw at his findings.

After all, according to the Stats he saw, Victor was only part human and not because of his werewolf origin.

It was because he had a more mysterious tag before his name.

Victor, too, was very perplexed by this. He had barely had any injuries in his life because of the guards and the pampered life he was living.

Although he had gotten injuries in the past that healed almost immediately, this was the first time that he actually had such an injury.

Even Victor knew that this healing was not normal.

Lenny patted the boy's head, "Not bad, you little beast." And then he turned to Moses, "So are you going to mess around too, or are you coming? You are a werewolf, half a step into the deep demon realm. Please tell me that you have healed from tiny bullet holes already."

Moses nodded. "Give me a minute. I just need a minute to rest." He breathed heavily.

Moses suddenly grabbed Lenny by his shirt. "Tell me, did you know that Young Master Victor would heal like that before you sent him out there?"

"Heal!?" Lenny chuckled. "You are a really funny man!"

A few minutes later, they were once more on their way.

According to Victor, who explained as they walked, the black street was not as chaotic as it looked to be.

In fact, it was very orderly.

The chiefs were people who governed different areas of the place.

They answered to no one and were responsible for their own territories.

His grandmother was made a chief because of the obvious influence that her daughters now had in the City of Milk and Honey.

People listened to her, and even though she was not physically strong, no one wanted to cross the 'White Princess' that was her fierce fighting daughter.

Lastly, the people under his grandmother saw more food to eat than most regions.

Many times, Victor's mother would go hunting for mutated beasts and bring back the meat for them to share or even steal from the captains of pirate ships.

The ability to bring about such prosperity for dying people, such as those on the black street, ensured that the old woman was well respected.

It also meant that her territory was most sought after, with many calling her their chief.

Naturally, this annoyed other chiefs, and it was not uncommon for a chief to threaten her.

However, that was all it always was.

A threat to her life. None of them was actually foolish enough to do it.

At least, not until now.

This territory they arrived at had a different atmosphere about it.

Of course, most of Black Street had that atmosphere that screamed the fight for survival.

However, this one was something else entirely.

If Lenny were to put it in words, It felt like he had moved from water into thick oil.

The stench of blood in the air was almost tangible to his senses.

Subconsciously, it excited his nature to battle.

Even the people here looked to be more shady than out there.

They were also impressively much thinner, evidence of the grave lack of food.

Their faces carried no expression except a stern look.

For some reason, the moment they entered this region, the sky seemed to have become darker.

The clouds embraced the sun, adding to its already eerie atmosphere.

The paths in between the terribly dilapidated houses were stained with an assorted mixture of dried blood and dried shit, decorated with the limbs of human beings that were most fought for by those scavenging the area.

The people only looked worse the deeper they entered.

Lenny could even see some skinny people fighting for a piece of human finger.

These people had terrible dental formation, with the little uneven teeth still in their mouths sharpened to unnatural degrees.

They practically looked like bones covered with thin skin.

Their eyes were bloated out of their sockets, and they had little to no strands of hair on their heads.

For some others, they had limbs where limbs should not be.

An example would be one that had what Lenny could only assume was a leg growing out the side of its neck.

"It's the radiation!" Moses commented lowly, "When demons invaded, humans of that time used nuclear weapons. These people are the offspring of those who tried to survive in that area. Those of the black street are mostly separated in terms of likeness and origins."

On seeing them, Victor panicked a bit. However, he did not stop walking forward.

Lenny looked slightly over his shoulder.

These mutated creatures, upon seeing them, decided to follow.

Lenny could see the disgusting hunger radiate from their eyes and the sucking of their chapped lower lips.

Basically, these badly mutated people wanted to eat them...