Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 760 Angry With Daddy

Lenny heard Victor's words, he sighed a little, but he continued his advance.

Meanwhile, Luca went down to the ground. His anger was obvious on his face. "How dare him say that? I'm i so incompetent that he decides to fling me to the side?" Luca thought aloud.

As he said this, a reptilian demon was rushing towards him. However, he did not even look the demon's way, as he waved his hand and white flames rushed from his finger tips, instantly evaporating the demon to nothingness.

However, more demons rushed for him.

Luca's mind was really not on the battlefield. Instead, his mind played back to that look that Lenny gave him again and again.

"For ten years! ten fucking years, he had been fucking in the Nether realm. While I was here, building, and tiling the fucking ground, and now, when my hour has come, he thinks he can take that from me...?"

A demon rushed at him with a spear. However, Luca side stepped to the left, grabbing the spear under his armpit, and like a ball, he rolled on the extended spear to reach the demon's head.

On grabbing its head, he activated his white flames again, instantly burn the creature's head to nothingness. The entire process was filled with the demon's eerie scream for help as its body wriggled like a live worm bathed with salt.

Luca shook the spear out of the grip of the demon. all the while, he was still murmuring to himself in anger and hate about Lenny.

It was as if the war happening all around him was not his business.

His body seemed to move on its own. He was practically on auto mode as he went about the battlefield killing as he willed.

This was supposed to be a method for him to went his anger.

However, the more he talked, the more the spread of the curse mark on his body. The worse part was the fact that the air had a messed up mixture of darkline and chaos magic floating in the air.

The curse mark on his body seemed to absorb it more. therefore spreading even more.

As it did, his methods on the battlefield became more brutal.

He surrounded the spear in his hands with white flames that had slowly started to glow a taint of yellow without his knowledge.

flinging the spear in the air, it went like a bullet, instantly bursting through the heads of four demons that had been unfortuanaly enough to be in a straight line.

There was one Demon that looked bigger and stronger than the ones that were around. Instantly, he jumped in the air and landed right on its neck.

With his fingers planted into the demon's eyes, he busted it like water balloons, some of the eye ball paste even splashed on his face, but Luca could careless about that.

he applied more pressure with his fingers, the curse mark, now reaching his neck glowing fiercely as he split the demon's skull open, tearing apart the brain and the rest of the head into two.

As it fell, Luca waved the blood from his hands. as he rushed for the next demon.

Aside from the Unnamed demons that had been made by Baroness Everbee, this battlefield had other demons that were also in the Deep demon realm.

Although there was quite a few of them, they still existed.

Three of them watched as Luca, a lone figure caused chaos and rushed at him.

Meanwhile, back at father black's side, he could see that the demons were still advancing steadily.

"Get the Witches and Magis out!" he ordered.

Instantly, Witches and Magis rushed forth.

"let them make the summons!" Father Black ordered.

Father Black was a war Veteran. He understood the mechnics of war and how to ensure that he limited as much damage as possible to his side.

He could clearly see the look on the faces of the people around him.

Many of them was that of fear, some anticipation and some others was just plain awe of the events.

However, Father Black knew more than anyone else the level of catastrophe that would occur the moment engagement with the demons happened.

His goal was to give humans as much fighting chance as possible. This was the reason why he had not given the other to engage the enemy in a brawl.

The demons were in their millions and the humans were merely in their thousands.

The worse part of it all, was the fact that they had only been given three days to prepare.

Also, this was probably the only time during the war that he could actually control outcomes.

Instantly, the Witches and Magis knew what to do.

They made cuts on their hands as they made summons to the nether realm.

Instantly, their blood formed crop circles as the atmosphere took a chiller turn.

Nether creatures in their hundreds of thousands rose from the Nether.

As they came forth, they rushed at the demons in combat.

On seeing this, the humans cheered and screamed loudly. Their morale was obviously high.

Father Black also cracked a smile.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

However, through his binoculars. He saw something that made him frown. Far off in the sky, there were demons riding what looked like mini dragons, but were obviously mutated beasts.

These creatures carried big boulders in a net.

What quickly grabbed his attention was the fact that these boulders had rune marks on them that made them glow an eerie red.

father black did not know what they were but there were five of them and there were heading this way.

Without wasting time, he gave the order, "Fire those bastards down!"

A volley of missiles were fired at the mutated creatures.

However, just when the missiles were to hit, the Mutated beasts maneuvered in the air, dodging the attack.

Luckily, one missile hit one of the mutated beasts which made it let go of its load.

The boulder fell on the ground, and what happened next made Father Black's mouth fall open in shook, "FUCK ME!"